The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 105 Extra: You don't have to come back for three days

  The wedding of Mu Junchen and Ruan Youan is a classical Chinese wedding, a traditional custom with a thousand-year-old heritage.

   He chose the Western style when he proposed marriage, because he wanted to give everything to her.

   Ming media is getting married, three books and six ceremonies, eight carrying a large sedan chair, a good relationship between gold and jade, a phoenix crown and a robe, and ten miles of red makeup.

   I would like to write a letter to Hongjian with a white-headed covenant, so that the alliance of red leaves can be written down.

  The girl is dressed in a wedding dress, the skirt is embroidered with gold, the breeze gently swaying the jade sleeves, and the Hunan skirt is slanted and rippling.

   The feet are against the red lotus, the red clothes are plain and the hands are under the brocade cover. It is the smile and shyness of the daughter's family.

  The candles flickered, reflecting the happy words.

   Mu Junchen lifted her hijab, almost overflowing with joy and tenderness when he lowered his eyes.

"gentlemen."

   Ruan Youan looked at him and smiled.

  …

   One day after marriage.

  The girl was wearing a knitted sweater, casual and soft, and picked up Mu Junchen's commonly used shower gel in the bathroom.

   is always the same brand, never seen him change it.

   Ruan Youan also liked it very much, the light woody fragrance, and later used it directly with Mu Junchen.

but--

   She remembered the first time she met after she lost her memory and felt that he smelled good, so she asked once.

   The other party suddenly changed his face.

   She doesn't rob him. One more person can also increase the performance of the brand side. Isn't that everyone's joy!

  Is it…

   Ruan Youan pondered for a long time, her eyes dignified.

  The case is solved!

  She got it! !

  Maybe this shower gel was the brand his relatives used before he died?

   He has been using this to miss those who have left. Maybe it has something to do with his previous car accident to be so sensitive.

   Ruan Youan relied on the actor's self-cultivation, and made up countless tragic and miserable versions, with tears in her eyes.

   He is so miserable!

   She must treat him better!

   The sky is getting dark, and it is more than eight o'clock in the summer night.

  Hua Lin Club.

The box was dimly lit, and a young man sat on the main seat. He had an expensive and elegant suit, long overlapping legs and shiny leather shoes. He wore a wedding ring on his slender fingers, and the color was cold and shiny. He casually buttoned his mobile phone for several times. Look to time.

   "Mu Junchen, you've been here for 20 minutes, and you've looked at your phone 20 times." Chu Ke changed back to her suit, which was burgundy and very coquettish, and finally couldn't help saying.

  Is this a loneliness?

   "Really?" Mu Junchen didn't feel anything, and swiped his chat record with Ruan Youan.

   He told Ruan Youan half an hour ago that there was a reception tonight, and he might go back later.

   The girl replied very generously: [It doesn't matter, you can not come back for three days, as long as you are happy. 】

  Mu Junchen: "..."

  The sense of crisis came instantly.

   There is a feeling that I will be swept out of the door in the next second.

   He replied: [Be home before nine o'clock]

Madam   : [No, you come back later, have fun! ! 】

   Mu Junchen couldn't sit still, he straightened up and said in a low voice, "I'm going back."

   "What? Brother! How long have you been here?!" Chu Ke was incredulous.

   "My house has a curfew." Mu Junchen replied slowly, "If you go back late, Madam will be angry."

   "What's there to be angry about? It's not even nine o'clock."

   "No way, Madam is clingy."

  “…”

   All the business tycoons in the box and the sons of noble families fell silent.

   They really want to, you've only been here for twenty minutes.

   Just to show affection? !

  Chu Ke clutched her heart and forced herself to calm down, so she didn't punch Mu Junchen.

   This person is amazing after marriage, and he is showing off on people's faces!

   Sooner or later you will die! !

   Shameless!

  Chu Ke took a sip of wine, originally wanting to suppress the shock, but when he lowered his head, he glanced casually, and immediately spit out a sip of wine!

   Fortunately, Mu Junchen avoided him in time and looked at him blankly.

"You, you—" Chu Ke coughed piercingly, her face flushed red, unable to say anything, she glanced at the man's ankle in a complicated way, then glanced again, "If you are kidnapped, blink, pink Are socks fashionable?"

The voice    fell.

  The other business bosses looked over subconsciously, staring straight at Mu Junchen's socks.

  The atmosphere was dead for a moment.

   A pair of pink, fluffy, little sheep socks are faintly exposed under the black trousers.

  “!!!”

   Did they see something they shouldn't see! !

Will    be silenced! !

   "My wife gave it, and I think you should have it too." Mu Junchen said lightly, paused for a moment, and said in a light voice, "Forget it, you are all people without a family."

  's calm tone was a bit ostentatious.

   Those business elites: ? ? ?

   has been insulted!

   They decided that they are going to snap up pink sheep socks tonight!

  #Fashion vane

  #Please, pink socks are so cool

   "Mu Junchen." Chu Ke looked at the ruthless dictator who used to be a businessman in a complicated way, and said slowly, "From now on, we will end our relationship."

   Damn! He doesn't like this kind of man!

  Mu Junchen was indifferent, and even said, "As you wish."

  Chu Ke: "..."

   It was a wrong payment after all.

   Mu Junchen, with a long body and a neat tie, was cold and abstinent, and asked, "Who of you knows a professional photographer?"

   "I, I know someone, Mr. Mu, do you want to take a picture? His skills are pretty good." The upstart businessman raised his hand, feeling that his chance to climb the Mu family had come.

   "No, I want to learn photography."

  “?”

   "Taking pictures of my wife."

  “???”

   Until Mu Junchen was satisfied and got the photographer's contact information and left, the box was still quiet, as if six crows flew over his head.

   After a long time, someone's voice broke the silence.

   "I suddenly want to get married."

   "Don't think about it, you don't even have a girlfriend by your side."

   "I also want to think a little..."

   "This married man is different."

   "Tsk tsk tsk."

   When Mu Junchen got home, it was 8:56 pm.

   It wasn't past nine, he breathed a sigh of relief and stepped into the house.

  The living room is bright and warm, and the overall decoration adopts the style of the little daughter's girlish feelings, which is very cute.

  The girl is reading a book on the fabric sofa. The knitted sweater is soft and soft, her hair is not tied, and she is casually draped behind her back, making her face smaller, as if it is only the size of a slap.

  Mu Junchen didn't drink alcohol, and he didn't let them smoke when he was in Hualin. He walked over after confirming that he didn't have any odor on his body, and hugged the girl lazily: "I'm back, I miss you."

   "Why are you so early?!" Ruan Youan was hugged, deeply shocked, and looked at the man in front of him, "Didn't I let you play outside?"

   She wants to be super nice to him!

   "No, go home."

   One second later, Mu Junchen was afraid that he would not be able to enter the house.

   "You are so clingy." Ruan Youan muttered, thinking of Mu Junchen's previous experience, she sighed again, looked at him kindly, and said with a heavy heart, "I'm sorry, I won't ask again in the future."

   Mu Junchen calmed down for a few seconds: "...Tell me, what did I do wrong?"

   (end of this chapter)