The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

"No need." Mu Yuansheng reached out to her, "Help me."

Naturally, Meng Ying would not refuse.

Helping him into the house, he asked Ah Da to leave first.

"Where did the old wound come from?" Meng Ying stared at the place where he covered his hand, always feeling a little strange.

Nansang was injured here today.

She began to doubt again.

"Let me see." Meng Ying went to pick up his clothes.

Mu Yuansheng didn't stop him, letting her drag him.

Meng Ying pulled her clothes apart and stared at his waist.

There, there are no obvious wounds.

Only a little dark red.

Meng Ying looked to the other side again, white and white, without any problems.

not him!

Why is it so coincidental?

Meng Ying stared at his waist, always feeling something weird.

"What on earth do you want to see?" Mu Yuansheng said helplessly, "Are you trying to see if I bleed?"

Meng Ying sat next to him, and a bold idea came to mind.

She stared directly at Mu Yuansheng, "Do you know how to do this?"

Mu Yuansheng: "..."

"What are you thinking?" Mu Yuan laughed at her.

"Really not?" Meng Ying was a little persistent.

Mu Yuansheng shook his head.

Meng Ying did not give up suspicion because of his response.

She felt that Mu Yuansheng and Nan Sang must have some kind of connection.

...

The next day, Meng Ying directly said to Mu Yuansheng: "I'm going to find Nan Sang."

"That man?"

"Ok."

"Don't you think about how I feel?"

"If I didn't think about it, I would go quietly."

"..."

Meng Ying glanced at him, "If you worship me, I will definitely be with him."

"He is your spare tire?"

"You can get positive at any time."

"Heh." Mu Yuansheng sneered, but he didn't say anything else.

Meng Ying stared at him.

Mu Yuansheng said: "If you want to find it, you can let Ah Da accompany you."

Meng Ying will not refuse.

Han Jinyang didn't succeed last night, and Old Man Qu was so eager to give her to another man. There must be a trick.

She can't guarantee that Nan Sang will be by her side at any time.

"You are so magnanimous." Meng Ying held his face, a bit vicious.

Mu Yuansheng grabbed her wrist, seriously, "That's not allowed to go."

Meng Ying shook his hand away, turned and left.

Looking at her back, Mu Yuansheng's mouth evoked a spoiled smile.

...

At the hut, I still didn't see Nansang.

She turned her head and asked Ah Da, "How powerful is your Jiuye?"

"do not know."

"Have you been with him for a long time?"

"Ok."

"Then how good is he, don't you know?"

"Anyway, better than me."

"..."

Meng Ying didn't care about him anymore.

She climbed onto the roof and looked into the distance.

She really missed Nansang a bit.

He didn't speak, but he felt very at ease for her.

It was like... Mu Yuansheng gave her the same feeling.

How could two people in this world give her the same feeling?

She couldn't understand.

Sitting on it for a while, she jumped down.

"Go to the composer."

...

Qu Xiangyi knew that things were unsuccessful and did not sleep well all night.

She also thought about Han Jinyang's success. She recorded it and sent the video to Mu Yuansheng.

In this way, Mu Yuansheng would never like his wife again.

Unfortunately, Han Jinyang failed.

"Miss, Miss Biao is here." A Qing knocked on the door and came in.

Qu Xiangyi raised her eyebrows in the mirror, pursed her lips, took a deep breath, "Come on."

At this point, Qu Chuanfeng was not at home, but Qu Xiangyi was there.

Qu Xiangyi came downstairs, she was still gentle.

"Yingying, you are here." Qu Xiangyi went downstairs and greeted her with a smiling face.

Meng Ying stood there with her hands behind her back.

With a smile, "Did you sleep well last night?"