Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

After a good night's sleep, Nan Xiang changed her clothes and washed up. She found that Mu Chen had gone out and she was the only one in the whole house.

She opened her phone and found that the man had sent her several WeChat messages.

Six o'clock in the morning.

[Domestic Little Lily of the Valley]: Good morning (cat emoticon pack)

seven in the morning.

[Domestic Lily of the Valley]: Breakfast has been prepared and put into the pot. If it's cold, you can heat it up.

Half past seven in the morning.

[Domestic Lily of the Valley]: The password for the door is 0815, and there is a door key on the coffee table in the living room.

Eight in the morning.

[Domestic Lily of the Valley]: Are you up? Remember to have breakfast. I'll be back at noon.

Nan Xiang flipped through the five messages, the corners of his lips curling up slightly.

She changed her WeChat name [Linglan is not coming home] to [Little Linglan is coming home], and then sent a good morning cat emoticon.

After a while, Nan Xiang heated up the shrimp and polenta in the pot, picked up a spoon and started eating breakfast.

Not to mention, the porridge tastes pretty good, sweet and salty, and she likes it very much.

After eating, Nan Xiang felt something. He took a photo of the bowl containing the porridge and sent a picture to Mu Chen.

[Little Lily of the Valley comes home]: I've finished eating. (Picture x 1)

On the other hand, Mu Chen, who was a guest at his mentor's home, saw the two messages sent by the little girl. The corners of his lips raised slightly, and the man quickly saved the picture of the bowl in the little girl's hands.

"What's wrong? Are you so happy? Who sent the message?" A gray-haired and energetic old man sitting opposite Mu Chen asked with a smile.

This person is Mu Chen's mentor, Professor Ming Yi, professor of plant biology at Haicheng University.

Mu Chen respected Professor Ming very much. He smiled gently and said, "Teacher, you are my wife."

Professor Ming was a little confused for a moment, but then he realized that the closed disciple who had been single for 27 years was actually married. He laughed loudly and patted Mu Chen on the shoulder:

"Good boy! I'm really yours! I've been urging you to get married before, but you didn't listen. I didn't expect to get married now."

Yang Menghua, who brought a plate of fruit over from the side, also heard the news. He looked Mu Chen up and down with a look of relief on his face:

"Xiao Mu, when you get the chance, bring your wife over to sit with you. Your wife and teacher want to see what kind of innocent little girl you kidnapped."

When Professor Ming saw his wife exposing his student's shortcomings like this, he didn't refute. He just held Yang Menghua in his hands and smiled with gloating.

Being teased by his teacher and his wife, Mu Chen was helpless.

"She is still young and is afraid of strangers."

Ming Yi and Yang Menghua:? ? ?

Yang Menghua asked: "How old is this little girl?"

Mu Chen replied seriously: "I just turned 20 not long ago."

When Ming Yi heard this, the tea in his mouth almost spit out. He swallowed the tea, calmed down and said:

"Okay, I dare you to eat young grass like an old cow!"

Yang Menghua patted Ming Yi on the back to cheer him up, and his eyes when looking at Mu Chen changed, with a hint of reproach:

"Be careful and don't move too lightly or too hard. The girl is still young."

Mu Chen smiled awkwardly and reluctantly accepted the instructions from his teacher and his wife.

"How are those lilies of the valley doing?" Ming Yi asked.

Mu Chen smiled softly and said: "Very good, the leaves are green, a little delicate, a little shy, but very lively and sweet."

Mingyi:? ? ?

Ming Yi looked at Mu Chen with some doubts. It was Yang Menghua who leaned into his ear and said a few words that made Ming Yi suddenly realize.

Ming Yi's eyes were filled with teasing: "You boy! Take good care of your little Lily of the Valley."

Mu Chen obeyed: "Yes, teacher."

"Stay and have a meal." Yang Menghua persuaded Mu Chen to stay.

Mu Chen smiled and refused: "Thank you, teacher and mistress, I still have a little lily of the valley to raise at home."

"go Go!"

Ming Yi saw the gentleness on his student's face and couldn't stand it anymore, so he waved him away.

Yang Menghua patted Ming Yi's hand, motioned him to stop talking with his eyes, then looked at Mu Chen and smiled gently:

"Xiao Mu, wait a minute, your teacher and master's wife will give you a wedding gift for your little Lily of the Valley."

Mu Chen originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard that it was for his little girl, he didn't say anything.

Yang Menghua took out a small box from the room and put it in Mu Chen's hand:

"This is a set of jewelry your teacher designed for me when I was young. It is very suitable for a little girl to wear.

Your teacher and I have no children, and Xiaomu, we have watched you grow up, so this set of jewelry will be given to your little wife. "

Before Mu Chen could speak, Yang Menghua continued: "Don't refuse. I'm giving it to your little wife, not to you. If you don't accept it, don't come to your teacher and me."

Yang Menghua signaled Ming Yi with his eyes. Ming Yi naturally echoed his wife's words: "Yes, yes, this is what your wife and I want."

"Okay. Thank you teacher and mistress."

Mu Chen gave a slight salute and turned to leave.

"This is the first time I see this child so happy."

"The iron tree finally bloomed, can you be unhappy?"

"You're such an old man, you just know how to tease your students!"

"Menghua, actually I want to tease you more."

"You're such a shameless old man!"

"..."

Walking to the door of Professor Ming's house, Mu Chen shook his head. The relationship between the teacher and his wife was as good as ever.

Suddenly, Mu Chen's cell phone rang. Mu Chen picked up the phone and felt helpless when he saw the call.

"Mom, don't come over yet. When our relationship becomes stable, I will take her back to the old house."

……

Yuetong Villa 606.

After Nan Xiang had breakfast, she walked around her future home. The overall style was really fresh, natural and pastoral. It was very comfortable and she liked it very much.

She especially likes the flower garden on the small balcony outside the living room, where various flowers and plants are planted, which are very beautiful and smell good.

On a whim, Nan Xiang took some photos of the flowers and plants on the small balcony and sent them to WeChat Moments.

【Little Lily of the Valley's circle of friends when she comes home】:

Copywriting: [Accompanied by flowers and plants, dependent on the breeze, and friends with the years, the rest of your life will be sweet. 】

Picture x9

The comments below are also very lively.

[Yao Yao doesn’t eat coriander and replies to Little Lily of the Valley going home]: Moved to a new home?

[Xiao Linglan returned home and replied to Yaoyao that she doesn’t eat coriander]: Yes. (bared teeth smile jpg)

[Yao Yao doesn’t eat coriander and replies to Little Lily of the Valley going home]: Sweet? (laughing jpg)

Nan Xiang did not reply to Duan Siyao in the circle of friends, but directly sent her a private message: Don't think nonsense.

[Yao Yao doesn’t eat coriander]: OK, I understand. (Minion jpg)

Nan Xiang replied with an offline cat emoticon and returned to his circle of friends.

Suddenly I saw a new message.

[Domestic Lily of the Valley]: Very beautiful and sweet.

These four words seemed very ordinary, but when Duan Siyao made a joke just now, Nan Xiang could not help but think a little wrong.

She put down her phone, sat on the sofa, and hugged the pillow for a while before the heat on her face gradually dissipated.

Suddenly, she heard the door open, and Nan Xiang realized that it was Mu Chen who had returned. The body that had been slumped on the sofa straightened up instantly, turned on the TV, and switched to a random channel to watch.

After waiting for a while, she turned to look at the man and showed a sweet smile:

"Mr. Mu, you are back."

Mu Chen saw that the little girl was sitting upright, as if she was being inspected by the leader in class. He pushed up his lenses, and a helpless and gentle smile flashed in his eyes.

"The remote control is held backwards."

The man put the dishes on the table and walked over calmly. Seeing the little girl holding the remote control backwards, he smiled helplessly, reached out and took out the remote control and put it away for her.