Weak beauty o dribbling the ball to find his wife

Mr. Shen, who has always been smart and keen, had a big oolong.

The situation was very serious, so serious that she hugged Mu Xingle for a long time, yelling "It's okay, it's okay".

And "it's not too late".

"What's too late?" Mu Xing asked curiously the next day while lying on the newly tidied hospital bed.

The little girl's face was pale. In Shen Chen's eyes, she had just wandered through the gate of hell, half of her foot had passed the threshold, and she finally retreated.

In the end, he was like a normal person, humming and wanting to eat a small chocolate cake in the morning, in the shape of a lamb.

Thanks to the fact that the cake shop is open 24 hours a year, otherwise, with Shen Shen's unrestrained doting attitude, he would probably ask the little brother in black to drag the baker back to his post and be forced to open.

The current situation is very strange, Mu Xing dangled his little feet while watching a comedy movie, eating a small cake, and chatting with Yang Yang.

In contrast, Shen Shen was extremely nervous, tense all over, like a nervous Suzuka, most of the time when the little omega said something, she replied with a faint "hmm".

Her throat was dry and she was too concentrated to relax. A simple "um" was probably the only response she could make.

What happened last night...... Why didn't Xingxing respond at all?

She clearly remembered it, maybe she was used to it.Inexplicable pain, inexplicable vomiting of blood, suppressing fear, and continuing to deceive oneself, the next day is still very happy.

Every day with Yangyang is very happy.

Why is she so obedient, Shen Shen felt pain and annoyed.

Why can't you just follow the example of the little bear next door and keep making trouble every day, at least you won't suffer yourself.

Shen Shen didn't answer her question, snatched the spoon from the little girl's hand, picked up the small chocolate cake on the table, said "ah", as if coaxing the child to open his mouth, scooped a spoonful of cream, mixed with half of the cake, like fat and thin The high-quality pork belly was handed to her mouth.

Mu Xing hurriedly dropped the question, opened his mouth to close it, and opened a pair of big round and bright eyes, like black grapes, looking at her shiningly.

The light inside was not dim at all, and Shen Shen almost forgot the urgent situation now.

"New Year, Xing Xing." She raised her hand to wipe off the cream on the corners of Mu Xing's mouth and nose, it was soft and sweet, for nothing, "Where do you want to go?"

There is a temple fair every New Year in this city, but the temple fair is crowded and noisy, and Yaya can't stand the noise, even with Mu Xing.

She shook her head, not daring to go out for a walk. Although she was nestled in the ward and could only see a little sunshine by the window every day, she was almost moldy, but seven months, eight months, nine months, every month It's dangerous, there can't be any mistakes.

Moreover, Yangyang seems to be very busy at work, frowning every day, answering and making calls, typing on the keyboard and on the phone.

"You don't need to go out to play, as long as Yangyang is here."

The little girl has a sweet mouth and a sweet smile, she is obedient and quiet, she does not fight or grab, if she shaves her hair and puts on her cassock, she will look like an eminent monk who has no desires and desires while knocking on a wooden fish.

Shen Chen saw the true thoughts in Mu Xing's eyes at a glance, and shook her hand, "Baby, I just want you to be happy."

Mu Xing blinked, looked at her and said nothing.

"Then I choose?"

She still blinked.

"Go..." She pondered for a moment, thought of a satisfactory place, and said with a smile, "How about we go to the temple to worship?"

Rich people are actually quite superstitious.

Shen Chen was brought by his family since he was a child, and before he entered high school, he would go to the temple to worship and receive incense almost every year.

The temple on the outskirts of the city has a history of hundreds of years, and it was repaired with the money of the Shen family. It was in disrepair for a long time, and was almost demolished by the government on the grounds of being dilapidated.

No matter what, the identity of the Shen family is still very useful. It is set in the third day of junior high school, tomorrow afternoon, and Mu Xing has to sleep in the morning and can't get up.

There were two young couples in total, but they brought more than twenty bodyguards with them. They were so imposing. Mu Xing was a little dumbfounded and didn't know how to react.

Later, when I went to the temple, I found that the air in this temple was fresh and the environment was quiet and elegant. It was not at all like the crowded temple in her impression, full of cigarettes and the smell of grass after the rain.

When the Shen family came to pay their respects, they naturally had to clear the venue, because it was a basic rule for distinguished guests to visit.

In the afternoon of the third day of junior high school, the sun was just right, Shen Shen helped Mu Xing get out of the car, and the host greeted him attentively, "Amitabha, Lord Shen, waiting for you, this is...?"

He looked at Mu Xing, and Mu Xing smiled shyly at him.

"My wife's surname is Mu, Mu Xing."

"Amitabha, congratulations. The Almighty is very predestined for my Buddhism, Amitabha, Amitabha."

Mu Xing didn't understand what the white-bearded grandfather was mumbling about, tilted his head, smiled deeply, and raised his hand to rub her little head.

The host "Amitabha" with white beard and white eyebrows bowed his head, and couldn't hold back his curiosity, he sneaked up to look at them, and then hurriedly bowed his head "Amitabha".

"The two benefactors are really in love, forever and ever, forever and ever."

The Buddhist blessings are more convincing than ordinary people, Mu Xing was so happy that his cheeks turned a thin blush, and then bent over with his hands clasped together and whispered a few words "Amitabha".

Entering the main hall, no incense was burned, and the smell was not good for pregnant women, so I bowed like this, looked up at the tall and benevolent Buddha, calmed down and meditated with anxiety, and silently made a wish.

Every word and every word about Mu Xing, she wants her little Xing Xing to be happy and healthy, no matter what, she can pay any price.

Mu Xing hadn't worshiped Buddha before, so everything was unfamiliar and novel. He was carefully supported by the sheep and knelt on the mat. The half-human-tall wooden fish still made a steady and long sound when it rang, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

The host's voice was hollow, leading the two towards the desired ending.

The high roof, the tall Buddha, looking straight ahead, but looking down at the lower world, sitting quietly, makes people calm down, like a clear spring, and the sound of Ding Dong is not in a hurry.

After worshiping and leaving from the back door, the two sat under the big tree at the entrance of the temple, the flag was hung on the highest branch, and a bell was tied. When the slight wind came, the bell rang crisply, so quiet, so quiet, all Things slowly, and the panic and anxiety in my heart also slowed down.

There are some who have to talk and keep their mouths shut, and the best time to confess has come.

About Mu Xing's body and little bean sprouts, Shen Chen had already discussed with the doctor yesterday, and she was the only client left.

"star......"

A senile voice interrupted her.

The only ones who can come in today are the Shen family. Li Wei is watching a movie with Shui Yingyu, starring Shui Daying, who has reserved a show, and can play as he pleases. The Moments just posted 10 minutes ago are still hot.

If it wasn't Li Wei, there was only...

"Host, come and bring me two sticks of incense, the best kind, the fleeting time is not good, so I have to say goodbye."

The author has something to say: My mother is so sleepy, I'm sorry this chapter only has [-] words.

Next time, next time you must grow up!