Cheng Xiaojun looked suspicious and responded: "I know you haven't changed your clothes. You just said that you don't need to change your clothes, Mu Zhi, can you make it clearer? What do you want me to do?"

After thinking about it, she asked again: "Do you want me to help you make-up? Then I can't do it. Besides, you are a man and don't need make-up. You look good. Although your hair is a little curly, your facial features Knowing that you are not a pure Oriental, but it does not affect your handsomeness. You can really become the best looking man in the audience without makeup."

"I want to change my clothes and go out. Go and bring me the clothes and tie!"

Cheng Xiaojun blinked again, and finally gave an oh.

Finally understood what his real purpose was for asking her to go upstairs.

He said it earlier, to be more blunt.

Cheng Xiaojun walked to Mu Zhi's closet, opened the closet, and casually took out a suit and tie.

She has not seen Mu Zhi wear a tie for nearly ten days after marrying Mu Zhi.

"No, clothes."

Cheng Xiaojun handed Mu Zhi the clothes and tie.

Mu Zhi raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Cheng Xiaojun also raised her eyebrows, but fortunately this time she went on the road soon and knew what he meant.

She threw the tie on the sofa first, turned to Mu Zhi, and took off his clothes.

She did such a thing the night he was drunk anyway.

Cheng Xiaojun looked complacent, but Mu Zhi gradually blushed.

When Cheng Xiaojun helped him change into a suit, he realized that he was blushing. Cheng Xiaojun still thought it was funny. He stretched out his hands to pinch his faces and smiled: "It was you who asked me to change your clothes. This is too innocent."

Mu Zhi raised his hand and slapped her hand vigorously. With her pinch, his cheeks on both sides became even more red.

I don't know how to put it lightly.

"Hurry up, help me tie my tie."

Cheng Xiaojun smiled and said, "Is it angry?"

Mu Zhi glared at her.

Cheng Xiaojun grinned and picked up his tie.

Two minutes later.

Mu Zhi moved a little bit crudely and snatched the tie from her, and said angrily, "I'll do it myself."

Cheng Xiaojun blushed rare and embarrassedly explained: "Sorry, for the first time, no experience."

Mu Zhi was too lazy to talk to her.

Since Cheng Xiaohui is still in the hospital, the couple rarely spend time alone at home. Now that they are alone, Mu Zhi knows that the living habits, knowledge, etc. of the two are not in the same line.

Fortunately, he doesn't care about love.

As long as there is a wife sitting in the position of Grandma Mu San, then the third aunt will not introduce him to any more girls.

That is, Mu Zhi felt a little bit lost in his heart.

Although his parents’ union is also a bit unreasonable, but they have feelings between them. After marriage, they are also affectionate, and they are both in pairs, and he and Cheng Xiaojun can never achieve affection.

"Want to change shoes?"

Cheng Xiaojun asked kindly.

Mu Zhi didn't speak, Cheng Xiaojun wittyly went to help him bring a pair of shiny leather shoes.

Seeing her so witty, Mu Zhi felt better again.

Cheng Xiaojun went to get a comb to help him comb his hair, but was rejected.

"I am leaving."

Mu Zhi stood up and said.

"Oh, I'll take you out. By the way, I haven't washed the insulated lunch box yet. Wait a minute and I'll go right away." Cheng Xiaojun also remembered Mu Zhi's words to help her pack food for her as a supper.

Before Mu Zhi answered the conversation, she had already blown out of the room like the wind.

When Mu Zhi walked to the top of the stairs, she happened to see her grabbing the stair guard with one hand, and then jumped over the stairs and landed safely on the ground.

But there are five or six stairs to go as far as she can't wait, she wants to climb the stairs to protect her hand.

Mu Zhi couldn't laugh or cry.

Cheng Xiaojun moved quickly.

The insulated lunch box at home is often in use, and she delivers meals to her brother every day.

Soon, she came out with two insulated lunch boxes and said to Mu Zhi who had just come downstairs: "Two are enough. If there are too many, I'm afraid you will lose face in the Pacific Ocean."

Mu Zhi walked in front of her and looked at her for a moment, just like she pinched his face just now, pinching both sides of her face, still pinching it very hard, and said: "You know how to be ashamed? Even if you just prepare for me I pack an insulated lunch box at the banquet, which is also a shameful behavior."

"But, didn't you say you want to pack it?"

Mu Zhi:...

He squeezed her face firmly with his fingers, causing Cheng Xiaojun’s face to be in pain, but she was holding the insulated lunch box in her hand, and when she freed her hand to deal with him, he had already released his hand and squeezed from her hand. After snatching two insulated lunch boxes, he walked outside with a blank face.

Cheng Xiaojun touched his painful face with both hands, and then followed him out, still complaining about him: "You have a strong ability to retaliate. I didn't pinch you so hard just now."

"Why do you want to get back in revenge?"

"What, do you want to fight with me?"

Mu Zhi shut up and didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Cheng Xiaojun realized that he was wrong, so he hurriedly smiled and put one hand on Mu Zhi's shoulder like a buddy. He quickly hooked up his shoulders and laughed: "Master Mu San, I didn't mean that. You have such skill. , How dare I start a war with you over my own strength, hehe, kidding, don’t take it to heart."

"Take your paws away!"

Cheng Xiaojun quickly retracted his hand, still in the shape of a hippie smile, so that Mu Zhi's anger had nowhere to vent, so he could only stare at her fiercely.

Approaching the car, Cheng Xiaojun stepped forward quickly to help Mu Zhi pull the car door and treat him as an uncle, but Mu Zhi did not drive the car and locked it, so she could not pull the car door, so she stood there a little embarrassed.

Mu Zhi walked up to her, the couple looked at the average tall, and Mu Zhi glanced at her somewhere. If it wasn't that the place was different from him, he thought he had married a man.

After opening the car lock, Cheng Xiaojun helped him open the car door thoughtfully.

Count her knowledge.

"Waiting for my return at home."

"Don't worry, I will keep my stomach waiting for supper."

Mu Zhi had a green face, "Can you stop talking about food?"

"Oh, well, I won't say, you drive carefully on the road, I'll be at home waiting for you to return.

Mu Zhi's anger eased a little, and he ignored her and drove away.

It was Cheng Xiaojun who went to open the door.

After finally sending him away, Cheng Xiaojun let out a long sigh, and when he closed the door and turned back, he was still muttering to himself: "Sometimes, he is also very difficult to get along with."

Mu Zhi was not at home. Although it was dark, it was still early. The banquet would definitely not end until late at night. She had time to return to the Yiwu Hall.

That is, she does not have a car to travel. By the way, there are so many servants in the house of the third aunt next door, and the servants should have bicycles or electric cars. She used to borrow one to use it, so she didn't have to go so far.

Cheng Xiaojun walked towards the arch, ready to borrow a car next door.