Chapter 812 When Did I Tell You?

If Mu Jin had always regarded Fuchen as an enemy before, now Mu Jin felt that if they were not on opposite sides, they should become confidants.

Now, he really feels a little sympathetic to Fuchen!

"Sometimes I think about it, Fuchen is quite like the Yun Xie you pretended to be at that time. Although he has outstanding abilities, he doesn't even have anyone close to him, so he has to fight alone. He has been waiting for seven years, so he probably doesn't want to be here. Wait, he doesn't want to be dominated by anyone, he wants to be himself and do what he wants to do!" Wei Yuanwei sighed softly, feeling pity for Mr. Fuchen in her heart, but what's the use of pity?

He is always her enemy!

Wei Yuanwei thought, and couldn't help but think of their current situation. They are together now, but the situation they are facing now is extremely difficult. Who knows which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident?

Who knows what the future holds for her and Mu Jin?

Thinking of Wei Yuanwei, she suddenly felt a tightness in her waist and abdomen. She raised her head and met Mu Jin's deep and somewhat fiery eyes.

The red lips were slightly opened. Just as Wei Yuanxi was about to speak, Mu Jin leaned down and kissed Wei Yuanxi's red lips. The slightly opened lips were just convenient for Mu Jin to enter.

It wasn't until Wei Yuanwei was about to be unable to breathe that Mu Jin let go of Wei Yuanxi's lips and said dotingly: "It's still the same taste in my memory. If I had known, I should have kissed you."

"How dare you, what if it wasn't me? Didn't you kiss another woman?" When Wei Yuanwei heard Mu Jin's words, she immediately clenched her fist and hit Mu Jin on the chest.

Mu Jin looked at Wei Yuanwei, her eyes full of affection, and then said very solemnly: "I will never be separated from you in the future, not even for a day. I don't want to become the second Fuchen, so..."

Mu Jin paused when he said this, and looked at Wei Yuanwei with his dark eyes very seriously: "It is very likely that I will turn back to the Yun Xie I once was, cruel, murderous, cold-blooded, and ruthless!"

"Actually, I quite like the Yun Xie you pretend to be. In front of outsiders, he is a king that everyone fears, but in front of me, he is completely different!" Wei Yuanwei said truthfully.

She likes this contrast very much. Mu Jin has a good background and background, which determines his character. He is as gentle as jade and can treat everyone with just the right amount of propriety, while Yun Xie is the kind of person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. .

He may be cold and ruthless towards others, but he is very patient with her. He speaks ruthless words, but as long as she begs for mercy, he will immediately surrender.

Mu Jin is really cute like this!

"Then do you like Yun Xie more or Mu Jin more?" Mu Jin hugged Wei Yuanwei from behind, her voice was soft and shallow, but full of ambiguity.

Wei Yuanwei thought about the character of Yun Xie created by Mu Jin, and then thought about the real Mu Jin.

She always felt that Mu Jin, who was so elegant, noble and gentle, seemed completely different from the world, as perfect as a fairy in the sky, combining talent and peerless appearance, which was beyond the reach of an ordinary person like her.

Compared with Yun Xie, he has flesh and blood, has shortcomings and advantages, and is easier to accept.

"Yunxie, you can get angry, you can get angry and you can laugh!" Wei Yuanwei answered seriously.

Mu Jin smiled at Xie Si, then grabbed Wei Yuanwei's waist and carried Wei Yuanwei to the bed.

Wei Yuanwei was very familiar with the meaning of Mu Jin's smile. She immediately grabbed Mu Jin's hand: "Mu Jin, you know I can't do it now!"

Mu Jin took Wei Yuanwei's hand away, her dark eyes filled with a seductive smile, reached out and gently touched Wei Yuanwei's red lips like grease, and whispered a few words in Wei Yuanwei's ear. sentence.

Immediately, Wei Yuanwei's whole face was covered with blush, even the roots of her ears were crimson: "You are really a big pervert! What time is it now, are you still in the mood to think about this?"

"A spring night is worth a thousand dollars. What else can we do now besides sleeping?" Mu Jin said in an ambiguous tone, then reached out and pulled off the gauze curtain. The two of them were immediately covered by the white gauze curtain.

Su'er turned over, yawned loudly, then rubbed her hair with her little hands, and then turned over to get up.

Mu Jin, dressed in white, sat in front of the dressing mirror, holding a comb in her hand, combing her long silver hair in front of her shoulders slowly. What was reflected in front of the bronze mirror was her stunning face. , the high bridge of the nose, the graceful shape of the lips like cherry blossom petals, and the distant eyebrows as light as smoke, are really as beautiful as every stroke.

Su'er sat on the edge of the bed, dangling her short legs, staring at Mu Jin in the bronze mirror.

The sunlight outside was abundant and shone through the window, falling lightly on Mu Jin's body, perfectly outlining Mu Jin's appearance and figure. When Mu Jin turned to look at Su'er, she was so handsome and charming. Su'er's profile made Su'er stunned.

"Your mother is still sleeping. Do you want me to comb your hair?" Mu Jin's voice was gentle, with a smile on her face.

Su'er tilted her head and stared at Mu Jin with her big black eyes. Then she stuck out her little butt and jumped off the bed. She didn't even put on her shoes and ran directly to him. With her round and crystal eyes like jade beads, she stared at Look at Mu Jin's face.

Although Mu Jin is thirty-two years old, his skin is still well maintained. The youthfulness of his youth has faded away, and he has gained a mature and steady temperament, which makes him even more charming than when he was a teenager, even if it is just A simple smile seemed to be able to capture all the minds of those girls.

"What's wrong?" Mu Jin looked at Su'er with some confusion, looking at Su'er's innocent and slightly stunning eyes, which were completely different from the Su'er he saw last night.

Su'er stood on tiptoes, stretched out her little hand, and touched Mu Jin's face thoughtfully.

Finally, he said very seriously: "I feel like the young master has become more beautiful after a good sleep!"

Mu Jin smiled softly and looked at Su'er's eyebrows that were similar to his: "Really? That's not what you said last night!"

"Last night? Did Su'er talk in her sleep last night?" Su'er looked at Mu Jin with a strange expression, and suddenly remembered: "It seems that my mother came to my room to wake me up last night, and what happened next?" Already?"

Anyway, she fell asleep and couldn't remember clearly, and she didn't know if it was a dream or reality.

"No, didn't you tell me about your mother and Mr. Fuchen last night?" Mu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, and her picturesque face became more vivid.

Su'er thought seriously for a moment, then denied: "Young Master, when did Su'er tell you about Master Fuchen? Su'er fell asleep last night, and Young Master hasn't even gone to bed yet!"