Chapter 593

"Don't worry." Mu Ting is leaning on the chair, holding a whisky in his hand.

There is a picture on the table.

The girl in the photo is wearing a black ponytail. Her eyes are clear and straight at the camera.

He was standing behind her secretly, holding her shoulder with one hand.

Click.

The picture was framed at the moment he grabbed her shoulder.

I still remember that year when I took this picture.

He was almost beaten by Ji Qianchen.

"Ji Qianchen, why do I love you so much? Why can't I love anyone but you? Can't anyone see it? "

Mu Ting drank and angrily put his glass to the ground.

Bang -

a loud crack of glass resounded throughout the villa.

Finally to this quiet villa, add a trace of no longer quiet sound.

Through the French windows.

You can see the lights on the opposite side of Ling's villa and the couple embracing each other on the balcony.

Lingxiao in the morning of the Cambrian.

Why to stimulate him in front of him at this time.

Hateful.

Mu Ting's anger destroyed his reason.

Get up from the seat, walk to the floor window and look over there.

Took out his cell phone.

I sent a message to Ji Qianchen.

"I love you, Qianchen, another year, happy New Year - your Muchen"

text message is edited and sent directly.

He would like to see what happens on the balcony over there.

Even if he can't get it, he doesn't want to see them so happy and happy in front of him.

Sure enough, before long, the two people on the balcony had a dispute, and finally they broke up and went back to the room.

Mu Ting holds a glass of wine with thin lips. This time, he changes a glass of red wine.

Gently swaying the liquid in the goblet, his face finally filled with a smile of the winner.

"Boss, miss muying is here."

Before long, a Si went to Mu Ting's back to report.

"What is she doing?"

Mu Ting shakes the wine in his glass and sips it gently.

"It's said that I'm here to pay you a new year."

"Let her go back. I don't need anyone to say new year to me."

Mu Ting refused mercilessly.

"But I've come, second brother. What do you say you're so cold-blooded and heartless, and you don't have friends?"

Muying comes in from the outside with a food box in her hand.

His body was covered with a thick coat, and his nose and cheeks were flushed by the wind.

Mu Ting sees this girl who comes here uninvited every time, although on the surface it's disgusting.

But not in my heart.

Muying's body is a bit like Ji Qianchen.

Always very pleasant, heartless, Frank mind.

Muying hands the food box to his dining table and opens it in front of him. "This is my mother's reunion dinner. Recently she came to China and learned a lot of Chinese food. This is roast chicken. This is braised fish. Why are you drinking again? Hurry up and sit down for dinner."

Mu Ting turned his head and glanced at the hot food on the table.

"Take it back. I don't have no food to eat. I don't need you to pity me."

The wine cup falls heavily on the dining table, Mu Ting turns around and goes straight upstairs.

The cold face was filled with solemnity.

He was proud and lonely.

These things just hit him.

"Second brother, I've brought them all. How much do you want to eat?"

Mu Ying wants to chase Mu Ting upstairs.

At the entrance of the stairs, he turned around holding the guardrail. "Before I send someone to throw you out, you'd better go by yourself."

"Second brother, how can you do this to your sister?"

"You're not my sister. We're different."

Mu Ting goes upstairs, enters the bedroom and slams the door.

Mu Ying shrugs. "It's a monster."

She walked out of Mu Ting's house angrily. Mu Ying looked at the time on her watch. It was just two hours before the new year. It was just in time.

Driving the car, all the way to Jijia.

The brightly lit Jijia villa also had a reunion dinner at this time, although there were only two people, father and son.

But it's also a little more lively than last year when Ji Chengfeng was alone.

When muying came to Ji's house, the sound of entering the door was heard from the door.

"Uncle, Chuh, I'm here to worship you in your early years."

Hear Mu Ying's voice.

Ji Cunxi was almost reflexive. He got up from the sofa and said, "Dad, you'd better watch the Spring Festival gala by yourself. I went back upstairs to sleep."

"You child, why do you run when you see Xiaoying coming?"Ji Chengfeng smiles at Ji Cunxi who has gone far.

When muying enters the living room with a big package of new year's gifts, Ji Cunxi is gone. Ji Chengfeng is the only one sitting on the sofa.

"Happy new year, uncle."

"It's not time yet, little girl. Don't buy anything in the future. It's too expensive."

"It's right to be filial to your future father-in-law."

"It's so sweet, uncle. I've saved Xi to go back to my room. I guess I'm shy to see you." Ji Chengfeng deliberately lowered his voice and said to Mu Ying.

After hearing this, muying laughed heartily, "ha ha, uncle, I know that Cunxi is very cute. Wait for me, is there a key at home? The door must be locked. I'll open it. "

"Yes, I'll find it for you."

Ji Chengfeng gets up to find the key for Mu Ying.

After finding the key of the room door, she handed it to her, "girl, don't scare our family to save Xi, take it easy."

"Don't worry, uncle. No problem."

Muying, with a finger clasped on the key chain and humming a song, went upstairs happily.

Insert the key into the lock cylinder and screw it gently.

Bata -

the door is unlocked, leaning against the head of the bed, with one hand resting on the back of the head, and one hand holding a book, Ji Cunxi, who is reading quietly, sees Mu Ying coming, lying there unmoved, "Why are you coming again? I still have my room. Get out. "

"I want to be the first one to say happy new year to you. Why do you always hide from me? Am I a plague?"

Mu Ying approaches step by step, Ji Cunxi doesn't lift his head, just ignores her.

"I'm not hiding from you. I'm reading."

Ji Cunxi said solemnly.

"Ji Cunxi, you're so good. You can read a book upside down. How can you learn this skill? Teach me too?" Mu Ying reaches Ji Cunxi's bedside and takes the book out of his hand.

Then I wrote it back to him and read it carefully.

Ji Cunxi took a look, and sure enough, the book fell.

Damn it.

It's embarrassing.

When she lost the book, Mu Ying approached Ji Cunxi slowly like a little girl of color. "If you feel something about me, just say it. Why are you so nervous?"

Ji Cunxi opens the quilt, gets up from the bed, puts on the household cotton mop, walks to the sofa to sit down, "what are you going to do, please?"

"I want to tell you a happy new year. I want you to be my boyfriend. I want to sleep with you. I want more, but I have to come one by one."

"You have a big heart."

Ji Cunxi said a light, simply picked up the phone on the sofa, ready to play a game.