A Warm Wedding and A New Bride of Young Master Lu

v2 Chapter 3698: Auntie Extra (100)

Two years after Yan Xuewei's death, Musi God appeared in Country Y.

In country Y in winter, the asphalt road is covered with thick snow, and passers-by are walking in a hurry.

Musshen was wearing a black knee-length down jacket and an apricot scarf around his neck. He walked silently on the road.

On the side of the road, a few children were playing in the snow wearing thick gloves, and a snowball lightly hit him.

With a "pop", a small mark fell on the down jacket.

The children smiled and apologized to him.

Mu Sishen looked at them with a faint expression, waved his hand, and motioned that he didn't care.

Immediately, the children jogged and ran in a pile of snow.

Mu Si Shen walked a few steps, he couldn't help but stop, and looked at the group of children again.

At this time, his mood also drifted away, drifting back to the ski resort that early winter morning.

On the snow-capped mountains surrounded by snow, she was wearing a white down jacket and standing slender in the cold wind.

Her eyes were red, and her nose was red with cold. She was so cold that she still refused to let him touch her.

"Mus, don't touch me."

He remembered her memories so clearly, thinking of her stubborn appearance at the time when she spoke, Musshen couldn't help but laugh.

She is like a child, laughing and cursing all depends on her mood, but he at that time forgot to coax her.

She has been spoiled since she was a child, but with him, she has suffered.

He is not like other couples, he would spoil her, every time she cried, he watched.

He thought, if a woman makes a fuss about her temperament, she has to make a fuss, she just has to cry.

This is how he consumes her feelings and dependence on him again and again.

Withdrawing his gaze, his mood was low again, and the world became dark and gray. He stared at the front blankly, everything in front of him lost its color in his eyes.

He was back to the state he was in when he was sick.

"Si Shen, Mu Si Shen!"

Mu Si Shen's thoughts gradually withdrew, he looked at the people who appeared in front of him, to be exact, a family of three.

Ye Dongcheng, his wife Ji Siyu, and their little Beibi.

"East City."

"When you arrive at the restaurant, why don't you go in?" Ye Dongcheng asked.

Mu Sishen has been to Country Y frequently in the past two years. Ye Dongcheng took his wife and children to Country Y for a holiday this time, knowing that he was also here and asked him for dinner.

They saw the **** Musi in the dining room through the window, but they didn't want the **** Musi to walk but stopped. The pair of Ye Dongcheng's vision was wrong, so they hurriedly came out to call him.

Mu Sishen smiled faintly, "The scenery outside is beautiful."

Ye Dongcheng and his wife smiled at him.

"Hello, Mrs. Ye."

"Hello Mr. Mu."

"Your baby is very cute." Mu Sishen looked at the white jade-like figure in Ji Siyu's arms, and even his expression became much gentler.

Ji Siyu smiled and didn't say much.

"Come in." As he said, Ye Dongcheng took the child in Ji Siyu's arms and called Mu Sishen into the restaurant.

They entered the dining room together and came to a position by the window.

Ji Siyu sat down in the back position, Ye Dongcheng sat down with the child in his arms, and Ji Siyu undressed the child.

Mu Sishen sat opposite them and watched quietly. Ye Dongcheng's kid was not afraid of people. With big round eyes, he kept staring at Mu Sishen curiously.

At this moment, Mu Si Shen suddenly stretched out his hands, he wanted to hug this little guy.

Ji Siyu stunned subconsciously, and then she smiled and said to the little baby, "Baby, let Uncle Hug."

Mu Si Shen thought that the little man was afraid of life, but he did not expect that the little man opened his hand, his small face was full of smiles, and his mouth was yelling, "Hug, hug...

"

Ye Dongcheng and Ji Siyu looked at each other, and here Mu Sishen stood up and hugged the villain.

"How old is he?" Musshen asked.

"Almost two and a half weeks."

The little man didn't recognize his birth, and stretched out his little hand to cling to the face of Mu Si, "Uncle..."

Listening to the voice of Xiao Ren'er's grandma, the expression on Mu Si Shen's face became more gentle.

For lunch, Musshen held the children all the way, just like a daddy. He patiently allowed the children to toss, feed, and wipe their mouths in his arms. Although he was awkward, Ji Siyu didn't stop him from watching.

After having lunch, the little man has a nap after having enough fun. The child leaned in Musshen’s arms and kept nodding his head.

"What's wrong with him?" Musshen asked nervously when he saw this.

Ji Siyu smiled and said, "He is sleepy, it's time to take a nap."

"Oh."

At this moment Ye Dongcheng stood up, "I'll do it."

Mu Sishen glanced at the child in his arms and gave the child to Ye Dongcheng rather unwillingly.

Ye Dongcheng hugged the child, and said, "Ding Ding behaved, Dad will hold you to sleep."

Ye Dongcheng hummed softly, his face radiated with a fatherly light.

Ji Siyu leaned close to him and coaxed the children in a low voice.

Seeing this scene, the **** Musi gradually saw God.

If he and Yan Xuewei were together back then, their children would be almost as old as Tintin.

Thinking of Yan Xuewei, there was a dull pain in Musshen's heart, and the dense pain swallowed him.

It is said that time is a good medicine to cure pain, but for the **** Mu Si, the longer the time, the deeper he misses Yan Xuewei.

He will come to Country Y seven or eight times a year. After coming, one thing he often does is to hang out on the street.

Because he was thinking, maybe he walked somewhere on the street because Yan Xuewei used to walk the way.

This is a way he missed her.

After the dinner, Ye Dongcheng returned to the hotel with his wife and children, and Ji Siyu came to the study.

Ye Dongcheng heard the sound of opening the door, he stopped his hand and opened his arm towards Ji Siyu.

Ji Siyu smiled, trot over and snuggled directly into his arms.

"Why didn't you rest for a while?" Ye Dongcheng asked his wife in a deep voice, hugging his wife.

Ji Siyu's small hand gently stroked the back of Ye Dongcheng's hand, her small face was a bit tangled, "This time I see Mr. Mu's face more haggard."

Ye Dongcheng sighed slightly. Since Yan Xuewei's death two years ago, Mu Sishen seemed to have changed himself. He first received treatment in a groggy form for half a year.

Later, he recovered from the illness, but his behavior became more and more depressed, and he often stayed alone for a month.

The Mu family was worried that something might happen to him, so they sent people to travel with him, and every time he chose country Y.

"Didn't it mean that his illness is cured? When I was eating at noon, I found him often in a daze."

Ji Siyu could see that there was something wrong with Mu Si, and Ye Dongcheng could also see it.

"Compared with his previous condition, he is much better now. I think he likes Tintin very much. We called him to get together during this time in country Y."

"Why does he like Tintin so much? Isn't it possible that his girlfriend..." was pregnant before?

Ye Dongcheng shook his head, "No one dares to face Yan Xuewei in front of him now. The Mu family only hopes that he will survive."

"Hey, how can there be such an affectionate and affectionate person in this world?"

Ji Siyu sighed slightly. Ji Siyu had heard about the relationship between Mu Sishen and Yan Xuewei in the circle of little sisters.

That's a person of absolutely cold temperament, but who would have expected that this cold person would be desperate after Yan Xuewei's accident. Even after two years, he still hasn’t left

Get out.

"The matter of their feelings, we outsiders don't know about it. The **** Mu Si is like this, he is not a lover, probably because he doesn't understand love."

"Hmph, I didn't know how to cherish when I had it. After I lost it, I went crazy looking for it. In the end, I even beautified myself ‘I don’t understand love’. This is the method you men usually use."

"..."

Ye Dongcheng didn't expect that his words would annoy his little tiger. He hurriedly lowered his tone and repeatedly begged for mercy.

Ji Siyu patted his arm, "I won't tell you, I'm going to take a nap."

"Together."

With that said, Ye Dongcheng stood up and let his angry wife leave alone. This was a big taboo between husband and wife. You must not expect a woman to calm down on her own.

"Who is with you?" Ji Siyu pushed him in disgust.

It's just that her pushing force is too small, not only did not push Ye Dongcheng away, but also made him hug him tighter.

"Wait a minute, do you think Ding Ding is awake?" When Ye Dongcheng said this, Ji Siyu really calmed down.

The couple listened with their ears upright. Ji Siyu heard nothing, and ran towards the bedroom.

Ye Dongcheng grinned, and walked towards the bedroom in a hurry.

Bring your children to rule your wife.

**

In country Y in winter, the night is exceptionally quiet and the weather is too cold. Everyone stays at home and seldom goes out.

After the dinner with Ye Dongcheng and his wife, Mu Sishen had a headache when he returned to the hotel. Even after taking the medicine, he still had a headache. It was not until the latter half of the night that the headache eased a little.

At this time, he didn't have any sleep, he put on the down jacket and left the hotel.

In the middle of the night, walking alone on the quiet street, my heart became quiet for some reason.

Suddenly two girls ran past him quickly, "Quickly, something is going to happen soon!"

One of the girls said loudly.

At this time, only a wailing sound was heard from the opposite corner of the street, and Mu Si God didn't care about continuing to move forward.

"Hurry and hold her, she will kill her!"

"Xuewei, he knew he was wrong, don't fight!"

Hearing the sound, the footsteps of God Musi stopped.

"Yan Xuewei, you have the ability to kill me!"

Yan Xuewei, Yan Xuewei, this name has long been deeply imprinted on his heart.

As soon as he heard these three words, before he had time to think about it, he ran towards the opposite street.