Chi Guang

Chapter 154 Be good, let's get married

The meeting with Yang Shushu was simple and warm.

Probably because the mother-in-law herself is more nervous than the one who is going to meet her.

On the way there, Xu Chichuan hesitated a little. What if Yang Shushu disagreed, Mu Shihai stopped him with one sentence: "She doesn't need to agree."

"I just told her."

"Not asking for an opinion."

"But she is your mother..."

The man was steering the steering wheel, his deep browbones couldn't stop his wolf-like sharp eyes.

"Nobody can."

Except for Xu Chichuan, nothing else was important, and no one could dictate.

The last bit of uneasiness in my heart disappeared when I saw Yang Shushu and Yang's father. Xu Chichuan didn't expect that Mu Shihai's biological mother turned out to be such a gentle and quiet aunt, who spoke softly, like a spring breeze in March. The drizzle that passed by made people feel good at the first sight: "Hello, Auntie, and how are you, Grandpa."

"Come in quickly," Yang Shushu took his hand and sat down, "Is the road blocked at this point?"

"No block."

"I've been looking forward to it for so long, and finally I can see you." Yang Shushu smiled at him, the smile came out from his eyes, making him blush, "He looks like a good boy."

"Of course." Mu Shihai raised his eyebrows, "I picked it."

His face was burning hotter, Xu Chichuan glared at him, the man grasped his hand, interlocking his fingers, with a look of cheating on his face: "I'm not wrong."

"That's, it's not like you." Grandpa made up the knife at the right time, "The kindergarten was mischievous, and took Ye Jing out to catch crickets without going to bed at noon."

Mu Shihai: ...

Yang Shushu laughed out loud. She had never seen Mu Shihai like this before. The old man smiled and grabbed a handful of peanut crisps: "Baby eats candy."

"Thank you grandpa."

"How old is the doll?"

"24."

"Which university?"

"Jiang Gong politics and law."

Father Yang's eyes lit up: "Study law?"

Xu Chichuan nodded, peeled a piece and ate it, the man came over and said, "I want it too."

"Don't make trouble," was glared at by his wife again, "You are allergic to nuts."

Mu Shihai raised his eyebrows, he never remembered, he only remembered when he scratched his arm after eating, Yang Shushu was a little surprised: "Allergy?"

"Peanuts, sesame seeds, and walnuts," Xu Chichuan said, "mild, not serious."

Yang Shushu suddenly felt guilty, she was really incompetent as a mother: "Is there anything else?"

"No, but very picky eater."

Yang Shushu suddenly became interested: "Tell me."

"Don't eat boiled and raw lettuce, don't eat old and frozen tofu, don't eat green beans, broccoli, lettuce, don't eat all animal livers, don't eat all sweets that are too sweet..."

After talking a lot, Yang Shushu was shocked: "I never knew Xiaohai was so picky about food."

"It's okay." I was surprised that I seemed to have said too much, and hurried back to make up for it. "When I was in junior high school, I brought him breakfast, or he can eat whatever he brought."

This time it was Father Yang's turn to raise his eyebrows: "If you pick him like this, why don't you bring him breakfast?"

"Look, I'm used to it, why didn't I starve you to death?"

Mu Shihai: ...

The meeting was even more successful than expected. After a meal, Yang's father had already regarded Xu Chichuan as a painful little lump, and at the same time worried about his ignorant grandson, who is thirty years old, so good The baby still didn't hurry up to make rice and cooked rice: "Xiao Chuan, when will you settle the matter and marry Da Hai?"

"Cough! Cough cough—"

Xu Chichuan choked on the soup, his face flushed, Yang Shushu hurriedly handed over a tissue, with a face of reproach: "Dad—"

"Let me just ask." Turning his head and aiming at Mu Shihai, "Is it because you don't want to get married?"

"How is it possible?" Mu Shihai picked up a meatball, "I can't wait."

But he had to wait until he finished looking for Shen Sijing.

"Okay, Dad, don't worry about it." Yang Shushu knew his son's personality well, and talking too much would be counterproductive. "Young people have their own arrangements."

"Besides, Xiao Chuan hasn't graduated yet, don't worry."

"I, I can do it," Xu Chichuan held the bowl, his dimples were red, "anytime."

What Lu Miaoyi said was right, he is an extroverted boy.

"Look," Father Yang knocked on the bowl, very satisfied, "I knew it."

Xu's head was so low that it was about to be buried in the bowl, like an ostrich, he missed the undercurrent floating in the man's eyes.

Before leaving, Yang Shushu hugged him very reluctantly for a long time: "Come to Vancouver if you have time off, even if Xiaohai is not free, it doesn't matter."

"Thank you auntie."

The woman shook her head: "It's Auntie who wants to thank you."

That year she told Mu Shihai, go find your sun, don't get stuck in the mud, in fact, I don't have much confidence, if there is no Xu Chichuan, maybe in those years when she was helpless, she would have already been in the mud, Swallowed in the darkness of hatred.

"Good boy," Yang Shushu choked with sobs, "you will be well from now on."

Xu Chichuan was very moved, but it didn't last long, because the young master didn't know which muscle was wrong again, or he didn't know when he touched the nerves of the man again, and when he returned home, he ignored the earl's affectionate thrashing, and dragged him He entered the bedroom, locked the dog outside, and before he could say a word, he was pushed down on the bed. He stripped off his clothes and dried them again. The sheets were torn, and his sweaty face was pressed tightly Rubbing his neck, sipping out a few dazzling strawberry marks, pressing his lower abdomen firmly against his waist, exerting force, frowning, and a violent lust, together with the man's extremely high body temperature, overwhelmingly attacked: "Ah ……elder brother--"

Mu Shihai turned him over, exposing the white back of his neck, and bit down on the most vulnerable line of defense. His sharp teeth pierced through the skin, and deeply marked him with a mark that only belonged to him.

"baby--"

The man shook his waist and bumped again and again, "Want to get married? Huh? Do you want to?"

"want--"

"With whom?"

"You—ah..."

"Who am I?" The man panted, reaching the deepest point, "Say, who am I?"

"Mu, Mu Shihai—ah... brother—"

"Good boy," Mu Shihai kissed him on the cheek, "We're getting married."

After that day, Mu Shihai remained calm on the surface, but contacted Chi Lin in private, and sent all the things back. Tong Wei saw that he had opened the courier, and there were a few thin documents inside, and couldn't help being stunned: "You Do you really want to do this?"

The man raised his head, his face pale: "Otherwise?"

Tong Wei gasped: "That's why I say you are crazy."

"What if she still refuses to agree?"

Mu Shihai hooked the corner of his mouth, his gaze became sharp and paranoid.

"Then spend it."

He has a lifetime of time and patience, entangled with Xu Chichuan.

"You forced her like this..." Tong Wei couldn't bear it, "Even if you reluctantly agree, it won't give you a good face."

The man put away the files and closed the drawer with a heavy sound.

"I do not care."

Except for Xu Chichuan, he didn't care about anything.

Half a month before the new year, the weather is getting colder and colder, the earl has grown from a puppy to a puppy, and he follows his daddy around every day, it is rare to have a winter vacation without a part-time job, and it is no longer empty In the deserted dormitory, Xu Chichuan lived a life better than a fairy, staying at home every day to play with the dog, becoming more and more presumptuous, and took the earl to Mu Shihai's company, led by Tong Wei, a bunch of beautiful sisters came over excitedly , almost bald the child's head, humming into daddy's arms, Mr. Mu finally turned pale, and took him away with him and the dog. Xu Chichuan sat in his arms, coquettishly flattering: " elder brother--"

There is nothing that can't be solved by calling brother. If it doesn't work, then call again.

Sure enough, the man pinched his nose and sighed: "You are not afraid of the earl biting."

"No," he said, "the count is very good."

"Miss you," rubbed the man's chest, blinked and looked at him like when he was a child, "I'm worried about leaving it at home."

Every time I come, I will stay for a long time. The earl is still young, so he can't be too far away from others.

"Do you want to go out and play?"

His eyes lit up immediately: "Are you fake?"

"No," Mu Shihai said, "go with the count."

"Where can the count and I go?"

"The Spike of Qu Huai's family," he said, "take it to have a look."

Xu Chichuan hesitated: "But you..."

"Not overnight," the man kissed him, "I'll pick you up in the evening by car."

"Okay," Xu Chichuan heaved a sigh of relief, "I'll talk to Qu Huai."