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When Huo Muchen left in 1986, he happened to see Jiang Jingxing at the door.

Seeing Huo Muchen bringing Song Ci out, he took the initiative to open the car door for them, put away the toothpicks in the corner of his mouth: "Get into the car, I'll take you back."

Huo Muchen did not refuse and took the person across his long legs to the back seat.

Jiang Jingxing closed the door with a slam, sat in the driver's seat and worked as the "driver", stepped on the accelerator and drove towards Huoyuan.

On the way, he looked at Huo Muchen's tense expression from time to time in the rearview mirror and almost broke into Hanchuan. He asked casually: "Tell me, what are the requirements? When I apologize to you and your little wife in 1986 today!"

"She is not allowed to come to 1986 to drink in the future!"

"Okay." Jiang Jingxing responded and asked again: "Just this request?"

"Yeah, it's gone."

Huo Mu hugged Song Ci, raised his fairly clean hand and stroked her cheeks covered with tears, and kissed her tears little by little until Song Ci opened his eyes in a daze, staring at the handsome man who was close to him with a small red face, and said in confusion: "Why are you?"

"Not me, who else do you think it would be?"

Huo Muchen gritted his teeth.

"Where is Yan Baichuan?" Song Ci's voice was particularly hoarse because he had drunk strong wine. He could only speak with two coughs. I don't know if it was drunk or not: "I haven't taught him a lesson yet!

Why should he hold my hand?"

Song Ci sat up from Huo Muchen's thigh, rubbed his left wrist, rubbed it around, and murmured to himself: "He paid for the money for drinking later, I don't have money! I must not let my husband know that he touched my wrist, otherwise my husband would punish me!"

Huo Muchen heard it and ignited a cluster of anger in his eyebrows. He raised her chin with his fingers, forcing her to look up and meet his dark eyes, and asked in a voice from his throat, "Has he touched you?"

"I won't tell you who you are, why are you hugging me!" Song Ci slammed her cheeks. She was so cute when drunk, showing a fierce look. She slapped Huo Muchen's fingers and said, "I tell you, don't touch me! I'm already married!"

After saying that, the little girl proudly showed her wedding ring: "Did you see it? This is the ring my husband made for me. I'm envious and jealous! You single dogs, hahaha!"

Huo Muchen's anger when his finger was slapped off was instantly relieved by Song Ci's word "marriage".

"Mrs. Huo, fortunately you chose the correct answer just now."

Jiang Jingxing squeezed out two embarrassing smiles from his teeth, teasing the man who was the Leng Yan King just now, but now he is a crazy wife who loves his wife: "Okay, third brother! Your little wife has a strong desire to survive. It seems that the project you trained by your wife is very successful. When you teach Lu Ziyan one day, you can avoid hooking up with women in 1986 every day!"

"He is going to get engaged." Huo Mu's deep voice fell into Jiang Jingxing's ears.

Jiang Jingxing's face was calm and he had no special thoughts: "Who!"

"Su Family." Huo Muchen mentioned the word "Su Family", and a stern and murderous look rose in his eyes.

"Su Xuening, Su family? It turns out that the marriage partner should not be you? They have changed their targets." Jiang Jingxing stepped on the brakes and waited for the traffic lights, and then said about the family: "Can Lao Liu agree?

If he really married Su Xuening, that would be really interesting!”

How disgusting it would be to keep a woman who covets herself next to her brother. She would look up and look down every day when she would look down at me!

When Song Ci heard the three words "Su Xuening", he suddenly raised his head, looked at Jiang Jingxing fiercely, and pouted with great dissatisfaction: "Don't marry me!"

Our family is not allowed to marry Su Xuening!

Lu Ziyan doesn’t like Su Xuening!”

Listening to Song Ci's "clear arrangement" and "ambiguous", Jiang Jingxing asked questioningly: "Is your wife drunk or not? I think this is similar to your drunken state?

Even if this girl drinks, you won’t be taught step by step!”

"no!"

Huo Muchen vetoed with a cold face.

He comforted the woman who was restless in his arms, lowered her head and rubbed her wrists wildly. He picked her forehead, rolled her throat twice, hugged her tightly, and then looked up and returned to Jiang Jingxing.

"Well, I have destroyed the foundations of the Su family and the Huo family!"

"Damn! Are you waiting for the entire business circle to diss you tomorrow?" Jiang Jingxing narrowed his eyebrows, seemed to not understand the reason, and asked in a deep voice: "It has something to do with Song Ci."

“Not related.”

"The expression on your face made me unable to believe it! The Lu family's case has appeared a little bit. Last time I followed your wife's clues to investigate, that person was indeed related to the Lu family, but I still have to wait for a while to close the net." Jiang Jingxing sneered and brought good news to Huo Muchen: "Anlina is pregnant."

"I know."

Huo Mu Shen said.

After waiting for 60 seconds, Jiang Jingxing rebooted the car: "That's what you did. Lu Huai can't get pregnant, but Anlina is pregnant. What do you want to do?"

"Wait for a few months, don't worry... Are those people dead?"

"No, I originally wanted to find your wife to draw the portrait today because I found that they are indeed doing underground business, and these are illegal acts. You know, what am I doing!

When this case is over, your wife will be the hero.”

"Oh."

Huo Muchen was not grateful at all, but just held another arm of Song Ci to stop her from rubbing down, looking at the red marks of her fair skin with distress.

He put her finger on her lips and kissed her, and then gently coaxed her: "It's okay, it's very clean, I don't dislike you anymore."

Huo Muchen's voice fell into Song Ci's ears. Song Ci raised his head fiercely again and looked at Huo Muchen, as if he knew each other and seemed unfamiliar. He just looked up at Huo Muchen and said, "Hmph! I'm super fierce!"

"Don't touch me, I can't kill you, my husband kills you!"

"Yan Baichuan, I tell you, you thought you had successfully plotted against me, but in fact you failed, I believe my husband. My husband said everything, no need to do anything for the mistress, he would help me fight!"

Song Ci's words were full of pride, and he heard it so much that Huo Muchen and Jiang Jingxing wanted to laugh.

Jiang Jingxing had a thought in his mind: "Damn it, give birth to a daughter!"

Huo Muchen weighed Song Ci's long arms, put the person on his legs, and a hint of doting on the corner of his lips: "Well, my little Ci is very fierce."

"You called Xiaoci, let me go!" Song Ci swung his fist and smashed it on Huo Muchen's chest. After only two hits, Huo Muchen held the palm of his palm.

He said, "Don't mess around."

"Yan Baichuan, let me go! If you don't let go, I will bite you to death!" Song Ci stared at him fiercely, as if there was a bad guy in front of him.

I got it, but I was drunk!

Huo Muchen was extremely disliked this punishment method and scolded with a cold face: "Don't do it yourself to outsiders!"

Song Ci said fiercely again: "Hmph!"


Chapter completed!