Chapter 1025: Companionship Is the Best Reward

He looked at her silently for a while, then handed her a tissue and stretched out his hand towards her.

She took the tissue, gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, put her hand into his hand, and let him pull her up.

"It's like you haven't grown up yet. What's there to cry about?"

His low tone sounded like a scolding, but there was no blame in it. He frowned and lowered his gaze to look at her, and raised his hand to wipe away the lingering glare on her face.

She sniffed, covered her nose with a tissue, blinked her slightly moist starry eyes, and met his gaze with misty eyes. She relaxed for a while before saying hoarsely, "I don't either. You know, just seeing my grandpa like that, saying those words, and seeing him leaving alone made me feel a little uncomfortable. "

Hearing this, Mu Yuchen was silent for a while. After a while, he slowly reached out and took her into his arms. His big hands gently clasped her thin shoulders, "Don't be sad. If you want to thank him, then stay with him." For him, only companionship is the best reward we can give him.”

She threw herself into his thick chest and nodded vigorously, "Well, companionship..."

"Okay, enough is enough. Why didn't I realize that you are also made of water? You have been a little sentimental recently." He said in a low voice, taking off his coat with one hand and throwing it over her shoulders, "This evening breeze A little cold.”

The warm body temperature came to her, and she felt that her slightly cold body suddenly warmed up. She stretched out her hand and pulled it, and said in a hoarse voice, "You weren't the one who caused it?"

When Mu Yuchen heard this, he raised his handsome eyebrows and said innocently, "Why was it me who caused this again?"

She blinked her eyes and said, "One pregnancy makes me stupid for three years, and..."

This reason...

He coughed lightly and directly put his arm around her shoulder without any excuse. Whatever she said, it was his fault!

"Okay, I admit my mistake! I admit my mistake very sincerely!"

He was very good-tempered and raised his hands slightly, smiling lowly.

Seeing this, she burst into laughter and scolded, "Stop! I can't see any sincerity in your eyes."

"You are sincere in your heart, can you see it? Go back and ask Dr. Zhong to take a look at your hands. They are soaked! There has been a drought for three years, and Fengju probably doesn't have to worry about lack of water!"

With a gentle smile on his face, he held her shoulders and walked forward slowly.

"Can tears cook? I never knew why you are so annoying!"

"Hate? That's not what you said last night."

"you……"

…

The couple walked along the street for a long distance. When passing by the flower shop on the edge of the square, Mu Yuchen bought Xi Xiaye a bouquet of light magnolias. The quiet fragrance and tender flowers made Xi Xiaye happy. Xia Ye naturally liked it.

"Many women like this kind of light little flower. I remember that my mother seemed to like this orchid very much. When I went back last time, I saw my father giving her a bouquet."

She lowered her head and smelled it, then raised her eyes to look at him.

He was hugging her leisurely while walking forward, "It's dad who likes flowers like that. Mom used to like daisies. Those flowers are tough and very similar to her, but dad looks like that kind of temperament." "

"Well, that's true, Mr. Mu, do you think that when you get older, you will be like dad, who not only retains his temperament, but also becomes more charming and gentle? In fact, I think dad looks really cool now. handsome!"

"No matter how handsome he is, he doesn't belong to you! Dad is a politician. You have never seen how powerful he is. When he shows off his power, even I will be intimidated by him."

Mu Yuchen replied in a low voice.

Xi Xiaye didn't doubt it, otherwise, with Mu Tangchuan's current status and Zhuang Shurong's current identity, how could he not have two brushes?

"Well, but in my eyes, you are the most handsome person in the world!"

"Xiao Nizi, beauty is in the eye of the beholder!"

Mu Yuchen, who was in a rare good mood, teased her.

"It's Pan An!"

"Have you met Pan An?"

"of course not?"

"You haven't seen him before and you compare him to me? Can he compare to me?"

"Mr. Mu, I found that your narcissism index is the highest in history!"

…

The couple talked to each other and walked towards the car in front.

When they returned to Fengju, the sky had darkened. Doctor Zhong and Sister Wang re-bandaged Xi Xiaye's wound, and the scar on her forehead gradually improved.

"Fortunately, there is no inflammation. If you change the dressing on time, it will be fine. But you can't touch the water yet. You have to wait for the scab to stabilize and try to do it as little as possible."

Dr. Zhong gave a few simple instructions before leaving. Sister Wang also packed her things, left the room, and went down to prepare dinner.

Xi Xiaye looked at her hands, glanced at him sitting beside him, got up and crawled over, gently took a few bags on the side, and said with a faint smile, "Mr. Mu, go, take the bags." Put on these sets of clothes, let me take a look, go quickly--"

Hearing this, he slowly looked up from the newspaper, looked at the bag in her hand with some confusion, raised his handsome eyebrows, and said in surprise, "You bought it for me?"

She pursed her lips and smiled softly, stuffed the bags into his arms, and said, "Go and try it!"

Mu Yuchen reached out and took out the clothes in the bag and found that it was actually a big white shirt. However, the one she was holding looked like a couple's shirt. He paused and raised his eyebrows even higher. !

"Go quickly--"

She motioned him to change quickly, but he quickly put down the documents in his hand, unbuttoned his clothes, took off his black shirt, and put on the new shirt in his hand...

Xi Xiaye frowned and squinted at him, then rolled her eyes and walked into the bedroom with her shirt.

After a while, she had changed. When she came out, she found that he was still reading his newspaper. When he heard the footsteps, he raised his head slightly and looked at her. However, just a glance, a surprise flashed in the depths of his pupils--

The medium-length white shirt just passed the thighs, the collar was slightly open, and the delicate collarbone was exposed. Her figure was originally a little thin, and with the black waterfall of the shawl, and the elegant face, the whole person looked like an extremely seductive angel.

She saw the amazement in his eyes that he hadn't had time to hide, and smiled proudly, "What do you think? Do you think your wife is still a bit pretty?"

His eyes were filled with a soft light of pampering, and he smiled softly, "My wife is so pretty!"

Even if she wasn't pretty, he didn't dare to say it...