Sweet Love Reborn: Mu Ye Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Chapter 266 Can't Make Time for the Power-Up Ceremony

The next morning, Luo Wanning woke up in a daze.

Because it was too late last night, she couldn't cheer up when she first woke up, so she just groped around and gave her son a good morning kiss.

After the kiss, she suddenly realized that something was wrong. Why did the little guy in her arms suddenly grow bigger?The feel is not so Q bomb.

Opening his eyes abruptly, a handsome face carefully carved like a god came into sight unexpectedly.

The man closed his eyes lightly, the tails of his eyes were raised, and his thin lips curled up slightly.

"Good morning, Mrs. Mu!"

At the end of the sentence, those long and narrow eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of eyes as bright as a galaxy, with the laziness of the first awakening, like a fox monster who woke up from a thousand-year sleep, mesmerizing.

While Luo Wanning's eyes were hooked, she also felt a sharp gaze behind her, which made her feel like a light on her back.

Soon, a resentful voice sounded behind him——

"Hara, I'm sick, and you still want to occupy my seat."

After finishing the words, Luo Wanning kicked the man off the bed reflexively, and the wooden floor was smashed with a muffled sound.

The next second, she rolled over and got out of bed, and saw Luo Xiyan nestled on the beanbag next to him with a bunch of miscellaneous hairs on his head, his gaze was as resentful as his voice.

"Yui Bao, is there anything wrong with you?"

She walked over and tried to pick up the baby, but the first attempt failed.

How long has it been, how does it feel like the little guy's weight has doubled?
"I don't feel well anywhere, especially in my heart." The little guy buzzed.

Luo Wanning: "..."

Uncle Mu, who was kicked off the bed, got up from the floor, rubbed his arm that had not recovered from the wound and said, "It's not that I want to occupy your seat, but that you are pressing your mother's wound."

The little guy puffed up his cheeks and looked at his father, with a few words written all over his eyes: Just make it up!

The current situation reminded Luo Wanning of the big bump on the back of her head a while ago, and she secretly glanced at Master Mu, but the latter looked like a gentleman.

At this time, Jiang Lin called her to remind her not to be late for the opening ceremony at ten o'clock in the morning.

Putting down the phone, Luo Wanning pinched her fingers to calculate something, and when she finished the calculation, she fell down and sat down in a daze.

"Oops!" she said to herself.

It is more than eight o'clock in the morning, and it takes about four to ten minutes to go back to Qinjiang Dijing from Zhuluyuan, and it takes about an hour and a half to go back to change clothes and make up.

The venue for the opening ceremony was set at the Jinding Hotel in the eastern suburbs of the city, and it would take at least an hour to pass through the city from Qinjiang Dijing.

No matter what, I can't catch up with the opening ceremony.

Mu Shihan asked her what was wrong, and the latter truthfully told him the troubles she was facing.

"Today at ten o'clock the opening ceremony will be held at the Eastern Suburb Jinding Hotel."

"What a big deal I am!"

Mu Shihan raised his hand to signal her to take it easy, then found his cell phone, turned and walked out of the room.

Luo Wanning went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, then went downstairs holding Luo Xiyan.

Regardless of whether the opening ceremony can be caught up or not, we should always do our best.

The living room downstairs was in a mess, especially the kitchen looked like it had been blasted, the walls were scorched black, and the microwave oven on the bar was seriously deformed.

Luo Wanning didn't care about these things, but planned to leave after explaining the situation to Meng Hena.

As soon as he walked to the courtyard, a man in a strange costume was following Mu Shihan striding into the house.

The man was wearing a pair of ripped jeans, a gray T-shirt and a denim vest, a granny-gray chicken nest head, and a pair of big sunglasses on his square face.

He followed Mu Shihan's footsteps and stood still.

Luo Wanning stared in surprise at the person who came, Peeple, the best stylist in the industry, claimed to have plastic surgery-like makeup skills.

Usually, I either don’t go out of the mountain, or I only do modeling for some famous people when I go out.

And this person has a quirk, he is very picky about models——

As long as he is pleasing to the eye, no matter how ugly he is, he can put on fairy makeup for you;
He wants to dislike people, no matter how beautiful you are, people don't bother to add beauty to you.

How did Mu Shihan find him?

(End of this chapter)