Mrs. Yun is a boss

When Yun Moqian just wanted to coax his wife.Just being kissed by Lu Xining, um... To be precise, it should be gnawed.

It wasn't until a bloody smell spread in his mouth that Lu Xining let go, and then he heard the girl scold: "Yun Moqian! You bastard!"

Yun Moqian wiped the blood with a paper, and squinted at the little girl who exploded in front of her. "kindness?"

"You obviously didn't recognize her as a counterfeit at the beginning, right!" Yun Moqian was stunned. Indeed, when the woman came in at the beginning, he really didn't recognize that she was a counterfeit.

Seeing Yun Moqian's guilty conscience, Lu Xining was even more sure of the answer, "Yun Moqian! You are not allowed to enter my room tonight!"

After speaking, he left angrily.

Only Yun Moqian was left sitting on the chair with a wry smile.

This heartless little girl...

Diling Bay in the evening may have become a lot darker because of the master's anger.

"It's not delicious! Take it down!"

Yaluo looked helplessly at the tantrum girl in front of him. This is the No. 30 second dish today.

Some even looked at it and said no.

"Miss, did you encounter any trouble?"

"Are you saying that men are all big pig's hooves!" Lu Xining used a fork to fork a piece of meat and put it down again.

"Huh?" Yaluo was puzzled.

"He didn't even recognize that it wasn't me! I'm so mad!" After finishing speaking, he heard the servant running to say that Yun Moqian was here.

Just when Yaluo wanted to turn around and ask Lu Xining to have a good talk with someone, he realized that the girl who was sitting on the chair just now had disappeared.

In the room, Lu Xining vented her anger while holding the pillow, which was pinched and deformed, "Yun Moqian! You scumbag! You can't even recognize such an inferior plastic face!"

"Huh? I heard it from a long way away."

Lu Xining hurriedly looked at the door lock, it's wrong... I locked it backwards... Turning her head again, that talented man was sitting on the window sill looking at her.

"Yun Moqian! Get out!"

"Honey, stop making trouble." After speaking, she hugged Lu Xining tightly in her arms.

"Yun Moqian, I don't want to see you!" After finishing speaking, she tried to break free from her embrace, but the more she struggled, the tighter her hug became.

"My husband made a mistake. You can punish your husband any way you want. Don't punish your husband by not entering the room. Like this... how can I warm your bed?" Lu Xining was still angry at first, but was immediately amused by this sentence, but still Keep a serious look.

"Who wants you to warm the bed, hum!"

"Well, Ma'am's lesson is that she didn't do well enough for her husband."

Lu Xining lightly hammered the servant's chest, "You won't recognize me next time! You'll be miserable!"

"Yes, wife, don't be angry anymore." Yun Moqian coaxed Lu Xining dizzy by mouthing one wife after another.

"Hmph! Let me tell you, there is a probation period for being my boyfriend, so don't scream!" Lu Xining thought of a way to cure Yun Moqian.

"How long is the trial period?"

Lu Xining thought for a while and replied, "Well... three months."

"Does that mean that after the trial period, you can upgrade to get the certificate?" Yun Moqian stared seriously at the person's eyes.

"Certificate?" Lu Xining didn't understand what the man meant for a moment.

"Marriage certificate." Lu Xining blushed and slapped the man on the shoulder, and Yun Moqian stopped teasing her.

"What are you going to do next?"

"Lead the snake out of the hole." Yun Moqian looked at the serious girl and smiled, forget it, he will help set the rhythm.

Tomorrow, I have to go back to deal with the second elder.Yunlongshen has been standing there for long enough, and he can hardly hold on anymore.

After washing, Lu Xining was hugged by Yun Moqian again and lay on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

"Honey, I can't sleep."

"Huh?" Yun Moqian was patted on the back.

"It's so boring..." Lu Xining lowered her head and played with the man's slender fingers.These hands are so beautiful...

"Then let me ask you something?" Yun Moqian narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Xining who was concentrating on playing with his hands, a little amused.

"Okay, you ask."

"What kind of person is your mother?" This sentence made Lu Xining think for a long time... What kind of person is her mother...

After pondering for a while, Lu Xining got up and went to the bedside cabinet to take out a photo album.

Yun Moqian also sat up, only to see Lu Xining pull out a few photos.In the photo was a woman who resembled Lu Xining by half or half. "I look a lot like my mom, right?"

"Well, they are very similar, they are both beautiful."

"Tsk tsk, slick tongue." Lu Xining stroked those photos, her face was full of smiles and longing.

"My mother is a very special person, generous, enthusiastic and generous. As I remember, my mother likes painting very much, so the murals hanging at home were all painted by my mother herself. Moreover, she can play very well. Piano and singing, when I was a child, she would sing lullabies to me when I couldn't sleep or had nightmares." Yun Moqian looked at Lu Xining quietly, her expression was longing, missing, she really missed her mother.

"Your mother seems to be a very gentle person."

"No. She is not gentle at all, and she is very fierce when she scolds people." Lu Xining smiled and remembered being scolded by her mother when she was a child.

Yun Mo smiled modestly, Lu Xining's temperament and temper seemed to follow the mother-in-law's. "What's your mother's name?"

"Lin Shiqing, poetic and picturesque poetry." Lin Shiqing's name flashed across Yun Moqian's mind, but he forgot where he heard it.

"Your mother is from City Y?"

Lu Xining shook her head. "I don't know, my mother never said where she was from, and she was very shy of people asking her this question, so she didn't say it until she died. And my father... Heh... immediately after my mother passed away. Bring Mo Yuxue and Lu Zhiyue in."

It could be seen that Lu Xining felt distressed and reluctant for her mother.I also know why Lu Xining rejected men so much when she was in Country W.

Lu Xining covered the photo album, and said in a low tone: "This is one of the few photos of my mother. My mother... died of a heart attack. Because she knew... my father had an affair with Mo Yuxue. The day she died Years, only 35 years old."

"Her funeral, my grandma didn't come, my father came in less than 10 minutes, just me, it was raining that day, I knelt for a day and a night. She left so lonely...it was raining that day...would she be cold ..." The girl trembled slightly holding the photo album.

Only then did Yun Moqian realize that Lu Xining, looking at it like this, is very thin, like a fragile object.

I can imagine the scene of her kneeling there on a rainy day that year.No wonder she hates the Lu family so much.The so-called hatred because of love is also the truth.

The reason for always smiling is just because her mother also likes to laugh, in order to keep her in her heart.

I don't want to forget my childhood memories.

So hang it on your face and remind yourself all the time.

Yun Moqian hugged the person in front of him from behind in distress. "Next, I will create the story between us."

"Yun Moqian, will you leave me..."

"No, from the beginning to the end, Mrs. Yun will only be Lu Xining, not anyone else."

Lu Xining turned around and hugged Yun Moqian.

This man... was the only chance she wanted to fight for herself, and this chance was to stay by his side and become the love of his life.

Lu Xining put the album back to its original place, then fell asleep in Yun Moqian's arms.

Yun Moqian patted the girl's back repeatedly until she fell asleep.

Yun Moqian got up, opened the drawer, took out the photo album, and took a photo of Lin Shiqing.

Hopefully... that won't be the case.

If so, I wonder if this girl can bear all this.

Even if it is, let this fact rot, and only hope that she will be a happy and carefree person.No one will take her away and make her accept these unprecedented facts.

Of course, I hope this is my wrong guess.