Nine Lord Palm Heart Little Sweet Wife

Facing Jun Jiuyan's impatient gaze, Mu Qianqian opened the closet with a swipe.

The pure white shirt was clearly separated from the pure black coat on the other side.

Either black or white, Mu Qianqian subconsciously thought of these four words.

Seeing her staring blankly, Jun Jiuyan's impatience became more obvious, "Do you not want to leave?"

Mu Qianqian immediately came back to her senses, and hurriedly grabbed a shirt, "That..."

Because she didn't know how to address Jun Jiuyan, Mu Qianqian was a little awkward.

Jun Jiuyan's eyes fell on her face, expressing this thought, and speaking quickly.

"Do you have any pants?"

"Isn't the next one?" Jun Jiuyan sneered, looking for a woman who is so happy, this is so stupid.

"Oh." Mu Qianqian nodded blankly, opened the plaid and took out a pair of trousers.

"that……"

"So what."

"Where is the toilet?"

Jun Jiuyan smiled, "Toilet?"

Mu Qianqian nodded.

"No." Two clean words without any hesitation.

"..." Mu Qianqian, so what should I do now, do I perform a stripping show in front of this devil?

"Just change here, move quickly." Jun Jiuyan's frowning marks became more obvious, with a breathy voice, obviously suppressing the desire to cough in his throat.

Mu Qianqian bit her lower lip, "Can you turn around?"

Jun Jiuyan smiled, evildoers and thugs turned around, "You are like this, are you still afraid of being seen?"

"..." Mu Qianqian.

Probably knowing that Jun Jiuyan wouldn't turn around, Mu Qianqian treated her as a dead horse, closed her eyes, hung up and unzipped the wedding dress, and was about to pull down the wedding dress with all her strength.

The snow-white shoulders, the beautiful collarbone, and the woman's stubborn eyebrows and eyes, regarded death as home.

Instead, Jun Jiuyan froze.

With a stiff expression and a jerky expression, she moved her thin lips with difficulty, "What are you doing?"

Mu Qianqian didn't open her eyes, so she couldn't see Jun Jiuyan's expression at this moment, so she said, "Change clothes."

Jun Jiuyan let out two breaths, clenched his hands into fists unconsciously, and finally turned himself around.

You know, he has always been allergic to women.

Those women who approached themselves with a purpose, either wanted to kill themselves, or wanted to kill themselves happily.

Therefore, Jun Jiuyan has never had any experience with women.

The only contact was when I stretched out my hand just now and dragged the happy person in.

His mind was filled with snow-white images, and Jun Jiuyan was furious because his thoughts didn't obey him, even though he hadn't revealed anything.

The hands that were held together almost sank into the skin, Jun Jiuyan bit his cheek tightly, because holding his breath got him a more severe cough.

Coughing almost to the point of coughing out the lungs.

Taohua's eyes were full of tears, and her face was flushed.

After Mu Qianqian changed her clothes, she hurriedly jumped over to pat Jun Jiuyan on the back, "Are you okay?"

The coughing person became stiff and stopped coughing.

Jun Jiuyan turned her head viciously, almost shouting, and grabbed Mu Qianqian's hand, "Who allowed you to touch me!"

Mu Qianqian was dumbfounded, "Huh?"

I wasn't thinking about how he coughed too hard to please him, why did he still look like he was going to eat me, and his pulse was not right.

Mu Qianqian took another two shots subconsciously.

Jun Jiuyan was so angry that he grabbed the pillow beside him and threw it out, "Get out, get out quickly."

"I..." Mu Qianqian was also angry. The sick young man was so kind to help him that he was dying, "Get out, get out, anyway, I don't want to marry into Jun's house to congratulate you!"

Mu Qianqian turned her head and walked towards the door.

Jun Jiuyan didn't stop him, the burning sensation on his back began to slowly spread to his whole body, as if he was seriously ill and had a high fever, even worse than a high fever.

Mu Qianqian walked to the door and turned her head.

Thinking that she is very noble and glamorous now, she raised her chin, "Jun Jiuyan, if you take any more messy medicine, you will just wait to die."

Jun Jiuyan froze on the spot.

Then, the person who finished speaking harshly opened the door and ran away.

Jun Jiuyan slowed down the initial moment, clenched his hand into a fist and put it on his lips, and smiled slowly.

If you dare to say that you are going to die, then wait for the widow.

With his personal mobile phone in hand, Jun Jiuyan's eyes flickered, and he finally dialed the doctor's number, "Dr. Zhang, come here, I don't feel well."

Jun Jiuyan lay on the bed slowly, feeling the people downstairs turning their backs.

If she feels uncomfortable, everyone's attention will turn to herself, and she should be able to run out.

Mu Qianqian.

The Ninth Master of the Jun family who didn't know what he was thinking, had two points of inexplicable meaning in his casual eyes.

Here.

Mu Qianqian ran downstairs, miraculously, no one looked at her.If the people coming and going hadn't looked at her and didn't talk much, Mu Qianqian would have wondered if she had become a transparent person.

"Hey you!"

When Mu Qianqian was called, she turned her head stiffly, "Call me?"

"Yes, it's you."

"Jiu Ye is not feeling well, it seems that he has an illness, and the bride who was so happy also ran away. Now everyone is going to take care of Jiu Ye, so you should go to the door and guard, don't let the bride run away."

Mu Qianqian nodded.

Are you kidding me, I am Chongxi's bride, don't let me run away.

Jun Jiuyan's illness came at the right time, and he was able to slip out just in time.

Mu Qianqian, who was very happy, ran to the gate of Jun's house, looked around, there was no one, so it was suitable to slip away.

Mu Qianqian let out a long sigh of relief until she couldn't see Jun's house at all.

"Fuck it, you're running away to my aunt's death." Mu Qianqian put her hands on her knees, hunched over and gasped.

"Miss, the master asked us to take you back."

Before she had time to rest, Mu Qianqian was stunned.

The two big men who suddenly appeared in front of them were obviously the people beside his frantic father.

Mu Qianqian raised her head, "You..."

"Miss, the master asked us to take you back." The big man repeated.

Mu Qianqian had no choice but to pinch the center of her eyebrows, "What kind of robots are you, you can only repeat such a sentence."

Besides, even if he doesn't pick him up, he still has to go back.

Everything is still in Mu's house, and more importantly, I have to ask myself clearly, why do I presume to use myself as a substitute.

"Miss, the master asked us to take you back."

Mu Qianqian waved her hand, "I see, I see, I just go back to Mu's house, let's go, where is the car?"

"Go back to Missy, in front."

Mu Qianqian nodded, not understanding why the big man suddenly had such a good attitude towards her, but, "How did you receive the news?"

The big man didn't speak.

How did Mu Qianqian know that Mu Qingshan didn't care about her before, but because of a phone call, his attitude towards her completely changed, and even the people under him needed to use honorific words to Mu Qianqian.

But when she was invited to return to Mu's house respectfully, what awaited her was a persecution and temptation.