Chapter 289

It seems that she can't act too fast now, otherwise, Leng muxun is the most uncomfortable in the middle. She will understand from his previous performance in the hotel.

All of a sudden, Leng muxun felt a little distressed. Maybe he didn't want to see her, just because his eyes were hurt. Besides, it was Ning Ziyu's coercion.

That night, she couldn't sleep, so she got up at dawn and sat in front of the window. He said she would meet her today, so she would get up early and wait for him to tell her all the causes and consequences.

In fact, when she saw Ning zisu's reaction to Leng muxun for the first time, she thought that Leng muxun might not be Ning zisu's son, but she didn't think about it. At that time, she just thought about it casually. Now it has become a fact, and her mother has confirmed it, which is absolutely true.

All morning, she sat quietly in front of the window, but the mobile phone in her palm never rang.

So quiet, let her more uneasy.

After waiting for three years, the result is like this, which makes her really unwilling.

Just when she felt that she was going to collapse, the mobile phone in her palm finally sounded the SMS tone.

I'll wait for you downstairs, Xun.

She almost rushed out, regardless of the surprised eyes of her mother and father in the living room, and even more regardless of their shouting behind her: "late autumn, what's so urgent?"

"I'll go out for a while and come back very late," she said casually

Then he disappeared in the lintel, and behind him was the clatter of the door.

The driver's seat in the car downstairs was empty. She sat on it impolitely, then tied her seat belt and turned her head to Leng muxun and said, "don't let Xiao Wu follow me."

"Good." He should, Mou Guang Zheng Zheng of fall in front of a certain point, can't see of he but still stir her heart, the lake is all ripple, and still a circle of expansion.

There is no need to ask him where to go. He can't see it. Therefore, the scenery of Shengdi is the same as that of him. She drives the car to the outskirts. When she releases the accelerator and stops the car, she has opened the window.

The fresh smell of the countryside soil came into her mouth and nose, but she didn't feel it. She opened his car door and pulled him to sit in the grass growing under a tree. "Ah Xun, my mother is not a fox spirit. Really, ah Xun, don't ignore me."

She flustered kisses to his lips, embraces his waist, and leads him to lie down with her in the grass. Her eyes close gently. He hears his whisper in his breath, "if you want to ignore me, I won't look for you."

After those words, sucking and kissing swept wildly, and his words were vaguely in his ear: "you are your mother, your mother is your mother."

Her eyes suddenly burst out of tears, salty and astringent a heart, but only for a moment, then warm.

It's enough for her to have him in her life.

No matter what, he kisses her, crazy and overbearing.

On that day, my mother said that he could marry anyone, but it could not be late autumn. If she did, he would be punished, and even he would not be allowed to touch him.

Mother said very seriously, with tears streaming down her face, but he not only touched her yesterday, but even kissed her. Now he is fine, nothing happened.

Grass is the shop, he is the cover.

When he covered her, her body was as soft as water, just as before.

All of them are sent but not received.

Quiet suburbs, warm wind, torn clothes scattered on the green grass, dotted with the mountains, looking like a colorful flower from afar.

Fortunately, there is no one in the mountain.

Before her, he had countless women, but after meeting her, he felt that all the women were not as entertaining as she brought him.

She is the God specially sent to subdue his goblin, let him even sensitive autumn all left behind.

"Ah Xun..." she called softly, but felt the shade on her arm. That feeling made her open her eyes suddenly. At the same time, Leng muxun ejected like an arrow. At the moment when he ejected, he picked up her body and stood up with him.

"Where's the car?" He roared.

She immediately jumped from his arms, eyes looking around, everything is so quiet, she does not know what he is afraid of, "ah Xun, what's the matter?"

"Where's the car?"

"Over there." Pulling his finger at the car she drove, he immediately ran to the car, then opened the door and sat in. In late autumn, he had already picked up all the clothes and sat in the car confused.

He has an extra gun in his hand.

"Someone?" She asked suspiciously, but there was no half figure in her field of vision except Leng muxun.

"Get dressed and drive." Leng muxun is alert to everything around him. Just now, he clearly feels a cold air. The deep cold air seems to exist not far away from him and late autumn.

But then he felt that it was impossible. If the breath was to do harm to him, then the man should have done it just now, but why didn't he do it now?

He was perplexed, but suffered from seeing nothing and being unable to make a correct judgment.

"Ah Xun, what's the matter with you? Neurotic. " Late autumn said while wearing clothes.

"All right?" He reached over and fell on her shoulder, touched the clothes on her shoulder, and then he put down his heart and said, "drive, let's get out of here."

Late autumn obediently drove away the car. She didn't know what was wrong with him. However, she believed him, so she thought he was right in everything he did.

The car drove out a long way, and also drove out of the mountain forest. When the car was driving on the road, he was finally relieved. Maybe his feeling was wrong, and nothing just appeared.

But the cold breath is

Late autumn has completely relaxed, turned on the radio, the radio magnetic and sweet voice of men and women are hosting a very lively program, she listened, "ah Xun, how about going to my home?"

But Leng muxun shook his head, "in late autumn, let's have a few days."

"Why?" She was annoyed. "My mother is not a fox." She suddenly remembered what Leng muxun had said, and she was very uncomfortable.

"Late autumn, I don't mean that. I want to see your parents when my eyes are ready. Otherwise, they will worry and worry about you when I let them see you like this."

"No, my mom and dad are not like that."

"But I don't feel comfortable." He finally said this sentence, because, eyes can't see is him, "late autumn, I don't want you to misunderstand, also please believe me, when my eyes are good, I will go to see your mother and your father." If he went, if his mother knew it, he was afraid that it would be another row. It was his mother. How could he?

Some things are actually quite tiring to do.

"Well, if you don't go, you won't go, but you should go and see the poems and fruits. They miss you."

But he still shook his head, "no, late autumn, in fact, I can hear their voices once a month."

"Leng muxun, since you can get close to them and hear their voices, why can't you be cruel and not see two children? You are cruel You know, poetry and fruit are talking about their father every day. They miss him so much, but he doesn't seem to miss them at all.

Leng muxun's brow slightly wrinkled, "I don't want them to worry about me."

"But the children miss you. Ah Xun, let's go to pick them up." It's still early. It's just after noon. Suddenly, she is eager to pick up the children from school and go to a place like the park. It's just good to sit down. The feeling of a family of four sitting together must be very good. She hasn't enjoyed that feeling for a long time. Suddenly, she misses those days on the volcanic island.

"Late autumn, no, just let me listen to their voices from a distance."

She wanted to refute it, but she thought that he was invisible. Maybe he had low self-esteem. After thinking about it, she nodded and agreed.

So the car drove to the school.

She didn't know how he would hear the children's voices, but when he got out of the car, he walked slowly down the road into the reception room.

Obviously, he comes here a lot and is familiar with it.

Late autumn walked in with him, the old man in the reception room saw that it was him, so he laughed and pointed to the door behind him, "go in."

Looking at the old man's mysterious smile, late autumn really didn't know what kind of oboe they were playing, but he took her into a small room inside.

The door is still open, and the window is open. Leng muxun sits quietly in a chair, and does not ask in late autumn. She will do whatever he does.

She sat next to him and reached for his hand. There were some tiny cocoons between her palms. As before, they had never changed.

Just then the bell rang.

In the ear also fluttered chirps the primary school student when the school leaves school habitually fights noisily and the dialogue.

Soon, when the late autumn was still confused, the old man in the reception room called out two names: "Zhong Shishi, Zhong Guoguo, come here for a while."

"What's the matter, grandfather? The dumplings you gave us last time are delicious. "

"Well, there are also the small cage bags last time, but grandfather, we can't always eat your food. Let's go first."

The old man spread his hand, "poetry, fruit, you see, this time my grandfather has nothing."

"Well, Grandpa, do you want us to talk to you again?"

"Well, it'll be ready in a minute, five minutes."

Shishi looked out through the window, "what if my grandfather comes? He'll be worried if he doesn't see us. "

"I'm not afraid. He'll find it by then, and then you can follow my grandfather, won't you?"

The old man and shishiguoguo talked like this, and Leng muxun sat there quietly all the time. His head in late autumn leaned against Leng muxun, and he still had a smell of her. When she thought of the scene in the countryside, her face turned red, "ah Xun..." her forehead rubbed against his clean chin, "if children knew you were here, They must be very happy. " She felt that he was so stupid. Maybe he appeared, and the children wouldn't do anything because he couldn't see. However, she turned to think that the crux of the problem was that he was invisible, not herself. So she grabbed his hand and continued to lean against him without saying anything. In the reception room next door, the children's voices were clear and sweet, "Goodbye, Grandpa." VIP chapte