Madam, She’s Abusing Scum Again

In the bathroom, it was misty, and Xu Yan's cheeks were stained with crimson.

She was soaking in the bathtub with white bubbles all over her body, like a snow doll.

After soaking for about half an hour, Xu Yan's fingers started to turn white, and she could not bear it.

Putting on the white bathrobe, Xu Yan blew her hair to a half-dry state and returned to the room.

At this moment, Mu Nanfeng was standing on the balcony with a glass of red wine, blowing a breeze.

Spring is the most charming season.

The mysterious and vast night sky is filled with stars, moonlight and shadows, and the air is full of mysterious sweetness.

The moonlight shone on Mu Nanfeng's handsome silhouette, making his profile particularly sexy.

The straight bridge of the nose, straight sword eyebrows, a pair of agate-like dark eyes exuding the aristocratic arrogance, as bright as the starry sky, and as quiet as a mountain spring.

Xu Yan looked at his back, her clear eyes sinking unconsciously.

She walked over, hugged him from behind, and put her head on Mu Nanfeng's broad back.

Quietly, full of security.

Xu Yan likes holding him like this the most.

Mu Nanfeng was taken aback for a moment, and immediately became happy when he saw the jade hand around his waist.

He raised his head and drank the last bit of red wine in his hand, then put the glass aside, quietly enjoying Xu Yan's embrace.

Neither of them spoke, just enjoying the beauty of the moment quietly.

I don't know how long it took, Xu Yan was finally willing to let Mu Nanfeng go. She walked up to him, watched the scenery with him, and blew the cool breeze.

Mu Nanfeng put his arms around Xu Yan's fragrant shoulders, and asked lazily: "Are you sleepy?"

Xu Yan leaned on his shoulder and shook his head.

Mu Nanfeng asked again: "Where did you go today? Why come back so late?"

His voice is very gentle, without a trace of jealous questioning, just a caring tone.

Xu Yan answered truthfully: "I went to the barracks and met many old friends."

Mu Nanfeng lowered her eyes and saw a complex expression in her eyes.

It is joy and sadness.

Mu Nanfeng pursed his lips: "After that, I will often take you there."

"Well, good." Xu Yan didn't refuse, she happened to have the same idea.

Mu Nanfeng didn't speak any more, so he hugged her gently.

It was not that Ye Xingchen was ignorant of the rebuilding of this barracks, and he also helped a lot in funding for the establishment of this barracks.

It can be said that now the seventh special zone can be re-established, and there is also his contribution.

Thinking of Ye Xingchen, Mu Nanfeng's face gradually became clearer.

In the past two years, Ye Xingchen has undergone more than ten skin-replacement operations. At first it went well, but it became difficult in the middle.

Ye Xingchen suffered severe burns on his right cheek, and Bai Ruiqian had failed several consecutive operations.

They seem to be stuck in a bottleneck stage and can't make it through anyway.

Bai Ruiqian is not less worried about this.

Almost all the burns on Ye Xingchen's body were healed, and 60% of the burns on his face were almost healed.

Now he is missing his right cheek.

As long as the skin on his right face is changed, Ye Xingchen will be able to restore his former appearance, and he can come to Xu Yan's side and recognize Xu Yan.

Mu Nanfeng waited every day for good news from Gusu.

He hoped that Ye Xingchen would recognize Xu Yan more than anyone.

"Nan Feng, what are you thinking about?" Xu Yan looked up and found that Mu Nanfeng was in a daze. He couldn't help being a little curious.

Seeing Mu Nanfeng's expression, he seemed to be worried about what happened, Xu Yan couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Mu Nanfeng's eyes darkened for a few moments, and she stroked her black hair slowly, "I miss you."

"Poor mouth!" Xu Yan curled her lips when she heard his words.

The wind suddenly rose at night, and the person's hair was messy. Mu Nanfeng put his arms around Xu Yan, "Go into the house and sleep."

Xu Yan nodded and turned around abruptly, but didn't want a pair of big hands to hit her and hugged her horizontally.

She instinctively hooked Mu Nanfeng's neck and leaned against his arms.

Putting Xu Yan on the bed, Mu Nanfeng kissed her on the forehead, "Go to sleep."

He turned off the light, ready to lie down.

A pair of icy hands hooked his neck and pulled him down.

A pair of soft lips pressed on, Mu Nanfeng's heart palpitated.

This night, it was destined to sink.

The next day, Xu Yan woke up with soreness all over, and the man beside her slept peacefully.

Xu Yan got up and went to the bathroom to wash. When she came out, Mu Nanfeng brought breakfast directly and fed her personally.

Such a happy time lasted for two years.

Xu Yan lives a happy life every day, but she always has some regrets in her heart.

Whenever she feels happy, she always thinks, if the child is still there, it will be fine.

Once this thought came out, Xu Yan couldn't help but feel sad.

It's the same today.

After breakfast, she went out to the company.

Mu Nanfeng has nothing to do today, so he will play golf with his father at home.

Xu Yan had been busy in the company all morning, and received Luo Yaer's call at noon.

She came to the gallery on that street corner.

The gallery business of Luo Ya'er, a great painter, is getting better and better, and now he can sell more than 20 works a month.

"Yan Yan, you are here." Luo Ya'er saw Xu Yan coming in with a bag slung, and immediately stepped forward to greet her.

She took Xu Yan to their girlfriend's secret hut and greeted Xu Yan to sit down.

Xu Yan raised her eyes, "Is there something good about you calling me in such a hurry?"

Luo Ya'er sat beside her, "No, I have some amazing news for you."

Hearing what she said, Xu Yan was really curious, "What good news?"

Luo Ya'er smiled and trembled, "Why don't you guess first?"

Xu Yan thought about it seriously, "Could it be that you have become a rich little wife?"

"Um...it's not..." Luo Yaer shook her head playfully, "Guess again."

Xu Yanliu frowned and looked at Luo Ya'er with a playful look, "Are you going to start an exhibition?"

As a painter, everyone wants to have a private exhibition of their own, which is what Luo Yaer dreams of.

Xu Yan could only think of this.

"No..." Luo Ya'er shook his head again.

"Then I can't guess." Xu Yan knew this best friend so much. Apart from these two things, she really couldn't think of anything else that could make Luo Ya'er so excited.

Luo Ya'er was a little discouraged. She thought Xu Yanneng would be hit by just saying it. She lowered her eyes and just prepared to speak, but she didn't want Xu Yan to speak again.

"and many more……"

Suddenly, Xu Yan had an inspiration, and seemed to have discovered something more important.

It's not about money or dreams. Could it be about lifelong events?

Xu Yan suddenly opened her eyes, staring at the girl aside blankly, "Could it be that you..."

"Are you going to marry?"

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