Tool man quit

When it was full, he drank two-thirds of it by himself, then dipped a little bit with the tip of his chopsticks, and handed it to Mu Xin's mouth: "Drink."

Mu Xin: "...Little uncle, are you coaxing a child?"

He has seen such episodes in TV dramas. Generally, those who are fed like this are basically children, at most elementary school, no older.

Shu Cuilin looked at him: "You are with me, you are a child. If you want it or not, you will be gone."

Mu Xin bit the tip of the chopsticks, and the spicy taste exploded in her mouth, but because of the small amount, it quickly dissipated, and she couldn't tell what the taste was, but she felt much better.

Afterwards, the car did not stop.

Many things between Wei Yunji and Wei Yunji are actually very wronged, but I can't tell my father and brother, lest they have opinions on Wei Yunji, and tell others that even Shu Yang can't let it go.

He is the omnipotent little Master Mu.

But now, the person in front of me seems to be different, like an elder and a friend, very trustworthy but not laughed at.

Mu Xin hadn't confided in this way for a long time, and she said that before she knew it, the movie was over.

In the end, he just talked about the wheels, his eyes were moist, bright and wronged: "What's so good about Muhua...he always thinks I'm bullying..."

Shu Cuilin replied to him: "You are fine."

Mu Xin squatted down on the ground in frustration, pressed Shu Cuilin's leg, looked up at Shu Cuilin as if she wanted some support, and asked, "Really? Then why did he not agree for so many years... so many years?" I?"

Shu Cuilin: "Maybe it's because you are not suitable."

Probably because she confided too much, Mu Xin was a little dizzy, but she was very clear in her heart: "Inappropriate? Maybe. But I...I..."

He couldn't describe how he felt now, and he clenched his fist at the end: "March is his birthday, I want to confess, no...I...I propose! The only condition is that he doesn't allow Get involved with Mu Hua again, otherwise... otherwise I won't wait any longer."

Shu Cuilin sighed almost silently: "...Okay, let's not wait for him."

......

Soon to be March,

The day before Wei Yunji's birthday, Mu Hua received a strange phone call. The other party's voice was very strange, as if synthesized by a machine: "Tomorrow, Mu Xin will propose to Wei Yunji."

Mu Hua sat up straight all of a sudden: "Who are you?"

The other end of the phone continued: "People who don't want Mu Xin to be happy. You know what to do, don't you?" False happiness, it doesn't matter.

Mu Hua still wanted to ask, but the phone had already been hung up, so calling again was an empty number.

He guessed that the caller must be Mu Xin's enemy. After all, Mu Xin was so arrogant and arrogant. After thinking for a while, he focused on Mu Xin's proposal for marriage.

how should I do it?

His eyes fell on the starfish doll on the armrest of the sofa, and he paused.

At the same time, Shu Zhai,

Shu Cuilin was still holding his mobile phone, looking through the window, there was a vast expanse of snow outside, but every few days a bouncing person would appear in the barrenness.

He likes that person very much. If he wants him to come, he won't leave. He wants him.

After listening to Shu Chuilin's call, the six sons were completely dumbfounded. They wanted to ask but dare not ask, what does it mean not to want Little Cake to be happy?

His brother obviously sits here for a long time every day, and he obviously doesn't like sunlight, but he moved his desk to the window...

Just as she was at a loss, she suddenly heard Shu Chuilin say: "If you don't love enough, why should you have treasures?"

He seems to be talking to himself, and the words are scattered in the wind, like an illusion.

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感谢在2021-07-1021：17：44～2021-07-1123：41：07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Aunt Jellyfish-Genga Ram, 1 piece of mudslide;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 9 bottles of Xilan; 2 bottles of crispy; 1 bottle of counterfeit universe;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!