Chapter 273

Since Ning Zhiyuan was deceived into the Flame Gate by the old man, the three people followed Ning Zhiyuan to receive training. Ning Zhiyuan became the master of the Young Sect, and the three were also important figures in the Flame Gate.

"When the young sect master is overjoyed, his subordinates will come to visit him."

Ning Zhiyuan grinned: "If I get married, the three of you will run all over the world." This means that the old man will force the marriage, forcing them to abandon their old nest, and it is important to escape the marriage.

Silver Wolf:...

That's right, the young master is mainly married, so the master will focus on them. They are all non-marriage activists and don't want to be forced into marriage by the master.

So, should they pray that the young master will never get married?

That way, well, it doesn't look kind!

The arrangements were ordered, and Ning Zhiyuan rushed to the hospital.

On the way to the hospital, he called Lu Yongchun again. On a beautiful Sunday, this Lu Wingchun is still thinking about her new clothes. He said he would turn her attention from clothing to his body. But now, let's use his cousin to divert Lu Yongchun's attention.

"Hey, who is it."

Lu Yongchun asked, making Ning Zhiyuan black face, that woman must have been immersed in her design again. With so many fashion designers in their Lu family, her successor is still busy becoming a donkey. He taught her, no need to raise useless people.

"Who are you talking about?" Ning Zhiyuan's voice was gloomy. If Lu Yongchun was in front of him, he would definitely knock her down and kiss her fiercely several times.

Well, I miss the sweetness between her lips and tongue. He has to find an excuse to taste her sweetness again.

Mou always thought fascinatedly in his heart.

"Zhiyuan, what's the matter? I'm very busy. If you don't have a big deal, I'll hang up."

Ning Zhiyuan had a black face, she was busier than him. "Ye Qing had an emergency and was pushed into the emergency room again for rescue."

"Oh, what! Doesn't Zhang Xiao have to worry again?" Lu Yongchun said indifferently, and after hearing it clearly, she became nervous.

Ning Zhiyuan said, "I'm on my way to the hospital. Would you like to go with me? I can take a turn to pick you up."

"No, I own a car."

Lu Yongchun refused without thinking.

Ning Zhiyuan was depressed, it was so kind that no one would appreciate it.

He cursed Lu Wingchun's car for a flat tire!

If Lu Wingchun knew that this guy was cursing her car for a flat tire in his heart, he would definitely be with him forever.

Silently, Ning Zhiyuan hung up the phone.

Ten minutes later, he was almost at the hospital, and suddenly received a call from Lu Yongchun for help. Lu Yongchun hesitated on the phone: "That...Ning Zhiyuan, are we good friends?"

Ning Zhiyuan coldly hummed, "So what?"

"When a friend is in trouble, do you want to stab at your friend?"

Ning Zhiyuan just hummed and didn't answer, waiting for Lu Wingchun to talk down.

"My car broke down in the middle of the road, can you come to pick me up? I have already called the auto repair company, and they will come to help me tow the truck to repair it."

Ning Zhiyuan grinned.

Lu Yongchun heard his sullen laughter and cursed badly: "What do you mean by the surname Ning, do you gloat?" Her car broke down and he was laughing.

Ning Zhiyuan quickly grabbed a smile and said solemnly: "No, you got it wrong, I'm not smiling, I'm not gloating. Okay, where are you? I'll pick you up reluctantly, because we are good friends. Come on. But I'm almost at the hospital. If I turn back to pick you up, it will waste a lot of my time. You have to make up for me."

"Don't worry, I will pay the fare."

Lu Wingchun really wants to scold him, what kind of friend, and she wants her to make up!

If she knew she would call her younger siblings.

After hanging up the phone, Ning Zhiyuan himself laughed in the car. Fortunately, there was no one else in his car, otherwise he would frighten others. Ning Zhiyuan actually laughed, like the rain in the world.

...

"Hehe..."

Silver bells of laughter sounded in the Mu's mansion.

In the yard, Mu Ya was spinning in the open space, while Mu Yi pushed her wheelchair to run after her. Mu Ya felt that no matter how her uncle chased her, she couldn't catch up, and she smiled happily.

"Mu Ya, don't run, uncle will catch you." Mu Yi said with a smile while pushing the wheelchair, making Mu Ya laugh more happily.

One big and one little one had a great time.

While she was happy, Mu Ya temporarily forgot the sadness of her parents leaving her behind.

Aunt Lan smiled and kept reminding Mu Ya not to fall.

Seeing Mu Ya running profusely with sweat and her little face flushed, Mu Yi speeded up her action, stretched out her hand to hold Mu Ya's little hand, and smiled: "Mu Ya, uncle caught you." Approaching, he bent over slightly to pick up Mu Ya.

Aunt Lan hurriedly handed her a small handkerchief. Mu Yi took the handkerchief and helped Mu Ya wipe the sweat on her forehead and face. Mu Ya had no fun and wanted to struggle to get to the ground. Mu Yi refused to let her go to the ground, so she turned her head and looked up. Looking at Mu Yi, he said, "Uncle, have fun."

After wiping off her sweat, Mu Yi took the small handkerchief to Aunt Lan, and he petted Muya's head fondly, "Muya, it's hot, let's not play anymore." Muya's hair is growing Shao, he suddenly wanted to see how his little niece was wearing a pigtail, so he said to Aunt Lan, "Aunt Lan, go get me the comb and some rubber bands for tying hair."

"Ok."

Aunt Lan turned around and left.

"By the way, put some warm water in a milk bottle for Mu Ya to drink." Mu Yi added.

"Uncle, I miss my mother."

Mu Yi stopped playing with Mu Ya, and the little guy missed his mother immediately. She stepped on Mu Yi's thigh and stood up, put her arms around Mu Yi's neck, and repeated softly: "Uncle, I miss my mother."

"Mom is not free now. Mu Ya must be obedient. When her mother is free, her mother will take Mu Ya to play." Even if she told Mu Ya about Ye Qing, she still didn't understand when she was so young. Mu Yi can only tell the child that Zhang Xiao is not free now.

Mu Ya looked sad. When she was sad, she would puck her pink lips, shrug her head, and watch Mu Yi feel distressed, coaxing her: "Mu Ya, uncle will help you tie your pigtails, okay? ?"

Mu Ya didn't know what a braid was, but she still nodded.

Aunt Lan took out the comb and small rubber band, and Mu Yi took Mu Ya under the tree, which was cool. While Mu Ya was holding a baby bottle and drinking warm water, he gently helped Mu Ya comb her long hair, which was not very long.

Mu Ya sat docilely, letting him comb her hair and tie her braids.

A few minutes later, Mu Ya's head was tied with a small bunch of hair, like chicken feathers.

"All right."

Mu Yi looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, and Mu Ya curiously raised her hand and touched her hair, blinking her big eyes, so cute that Mu Yi couldn't help kissing her twice, and smiled: "Mu Ya **** her hair to make it more beautiful, she is a little beauty."

Mu Ya was praised by her uncle, she seemed to be a little embarrassed, she plunged her head into Mu Yi's arms and rubbed against Mu Yi's arms.