The Dumb Wife of Rebirth is Unbearable

The black car quickly drove through the night and stopped in front of a brightly lit mansion.

From a distance, I saw Zhuang Mengsheng's mother, Mu Tian, ​​leading a large group of people standing at the door, and when the car stopped, she walked over with a smile, put her hand on Jin Nuanyan's arm, and said, "Here you are? "

She is smiling, she is in her 40s, her face is still bright, and she does not look old at all.

Jin Nuanyan nodded, reached out to help Mu Tian, ​​who was wearing a cheongsam and high heels, and said hello, "Mother."

His voice was cool, and there was a rare warmth in his usually indifferent voice.

Mu Tian smiled, patted his hand and said angrily, "What mother? You're so unfamiliar, call me Mom."

Jin Nuanyan has never had a mother since he was a child. The word mother is a bit unfamiliar to him, so he hesitated for a while, and said: "Mom."

The voice was a little low, with a little discomfort.

Mu Tian responded with a smile, and when she turned her eyebrows to look at Zhuang Mengsheng who was greeting her, her face suddenly turned cold, and her red lips parted lightly: "You still know you're coming back? You know there's a mother like me?"

Zhuang Mengsheng hasn't returned home for a long time, and maybe he hasn't met Jin Nuanyan for a long time. Knowing that her mother is putting pressure on her, she will complain to her father Zhuang Zhou if she disagrees, and try her best to speak slowly: "I Been too busy lately."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jin Nuanyan again, and said, "Don't mind."

People who have just returned from the army for more than a year are full of aggression and killing. Zhuang Mengsheng's words are not sincere, nor are they perfunctory.

Mu Tian frowned slightly, but Jin Nuanyan didn't care much about it.

He and Zhuang Mengsheng are just a pure marriage relationship, which does not contain feelings.

In addition to being well-matched and of similar family background, they are also very good partners regardless of the interests of the family and the friendship of the ancestors.

The personal relationship between Jin Wuduan and Zhuang Mengsheng is just a marriage in name only. Based on the principle of equality and mutual respect, there is no such thing as who marries who or who marries whom. It is very fair...

absolute.

Neither of them was the wife who had been waiting for her husband to come home for a long time. What they said to each other about being left out was a complete joke.

Jin Nuanyan turned her eyebrows, looked at Zhuang Mengsheng, but didn't seem to look at him, Obsidian's eyes were full of indifference and coldness, and said coldly: "No, I'm busy too."

He has a strong aura, a simple sentence, but has endless majesty and strength.

With that frowning look, she didn't have the slightest sense of being a "wife".

Zhuang Mengsheng frowned slightly, and was about to speak when his mother cut him off.

"You have to come back to see me often when you are busy! You two little heartless, you only come back after the holidays!"

Mu Tian raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes, then gave her son a sneaky look, and said a little wronged, "Wuuu~ It's very pitiful to be an empty-nest old man!"

Zhuang Mengsheng frowned, he was used to his mother's "pretentiousness", he took a look at Jin Nuanyan, who was not very pleasing to the eye, and came up to help her, saying: "Mom, it's cold outside, let's go in and talk about it!"

Mu Tiantian nodded, raised her hand to touch Jin Nuanyan's slightly cold fingers, pulled away from the two of them, took Zhuang Mengsheng's hand to attach it, and said, "Why is Nuanyan's hand so cold? Son, give it to me quickly." He is warm."

The spring is cold and cold, and the place where it touches is cold and creamy.

Jin Nuanyan is not used to being in contact with others, and she can bear it with Mu Tian, ​​an elder, but when facing Shangzhuang Mengsheng, a nominal partner, she subconsciously twitches her hand.

It's okay to be cold.

Zhuang Mengsheng was annoyed for no reason, thinking that this person and himself are a legal couple, what does it mean not to touch him?

He thought of the very ambiguous text message he saw in the car just now, he was possessive for a moment, and when he reached out, he put Jin Nuanyan directly on the hand on Mu Tian's arm...

Hold it firmly.

This time it wasn't the simple touching of fingers just now, let alone the intimate interlocking of fingers between husband and wife, but the suppressive force of grasping and controlling.

Zhuang Mengsheng wrapped Jin Nuanyan's fingers around his wrist, while holding him firmly, while looking at him with a pair of sharp eyes warningly, his eyes signaled him to throw himself away and try again if he had the guts!

Jin Nuanyan's face was calm, without saying a word, he just flipped his wrist neatly, and clasped Zhuang Mengsheng's wrist with the same strength.

Almost, I had an arm wrestling contest with him.

Mu Tian was taken aback, and hurriedly punched her son, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, what are you doing? Let me go!"

After speaking, he smiled softly at Jin Nuanyan, and said, "His hands are also quite cold, why don't you hold Mommy's hand!"

As she said that, she handed over her hand, and successfully made the two players in the ring let go at the same time.

Mu Tian breathed a sigh of relief, and while being supported by Jin Nuanyan to enter the door, she took the time to stare at her son secretly, and then became unsteady, stomping on him with her high-heeled shoes.

That strength...

Zhuang Mengsheng frowned slightly, glanced at the dented leather shoes, and when he raised his hand to touch his nose, he was taken aback.

Jin Nuanyan's skin is cold, white and delicate. Just after touching it for a short time, there is a touch of slippery residue on the fingertips. When she smells it carefully, it seems to have...

A cool fragrance.

the other side.

Jin Wuduan is living a carefree life these days. He either eats or sleeps every day. When he has nothing to do, he takes the whole family to visit the lanterns. He walks around until midnight.

It's the seventh day of the day.

As soon as Jin Wuduan had dinner, he said, "Let's go, let's go shopping in the snack street. I heard there are performances."

From New Year's Eve to now, Su Dongyang, who had been walking for seven days, waved his hand and said, "You go! I can't walk anymore, so I won't go."

Jin Wuduan clicked his tongue, thinking that it would be interesting for the whole family to go out together for this kind of New Year's event, and said: "Master, let's go together, there are also opera singers! Don't you like to listen to opera?"

Su Dongyang shook his head and said: "You young people don't like that, what's the point of me beating it by myself? What should I do if there are too many people getting separated?"

"It's so close, if you get separated, you can come back by yourself! Can you still lose it?" Jin was strange for no reason.

Su Dongyang continued to shake his head, and said: "I won't go, I've been shopping in Bolingue for the past few days and it hurts, you guys go!"

The old man's attitude was firm, and Jin Wudu could only turn his head to look at the bodyguards...

The suggestive and threatening meaning in the eyes is obvious.

While the bodyguards nodded in unison, Si Nian swallowed.

These days, his body has been overloaded. He has to cook for a group of people during the day, and he has to go shopping at night when he finally rests. Stuffed with unprovoked sauce...

Really tired to the limit.

And putting aside these things, tomorrow will be the eighth day of the eighth day, and Jin Wuduan agreed to get the certificate with himself. After a whole night of tossing, how can he have energy tomorrow?