Mu Shao proposed again today

Chapter 331

Mu Yingchen's eyes narrowed slowly, he stared at the word Wan Wan in a daze, his deep eyes were unclear...
"Brother Ah Chen, how are you doing? Do you want to see it?" Na Wanwan looked at Mu Yingchen staring at the words without speaking, and reminded her a little impatiently.

Mu Yingchen suddenly came back to his senses, and brought the letter written by Su Wanxia to his eyes, and a flash of light flashed across his eyes.

The obsidian-like pupils were slowly stained with a layer of mist, a little misty and hazy.

A gust of wind blew, and the piece of paper left his slender fingertips with the wind, and gently floated into the blue lake water.

"Brother Achen..." Na Wanwan couldn't help but whispered.

Mu Yingchen looked at the white rice paper soaked in water, his eyes became clear for an instant, and after a while, black ripples rippled around the paper, and then disappeared without a trace mixed with the blue lake water.

"It's a pity that my words..." Su Wanxia, ​​who came here after hearing the news, couldn't help feeling sorry for the paper that sank to the bottom of the lake.

Mu Yingchen looked at the blue lake, slightly curled his lips, then looked sideways at Su Wanxia beside him, and said softly, "It's not a pity..."

Su Wanxia rolled her eyes at him, and curled her lips: "Why is it not a pity? Good words, you lost them just like that."

Mu Yingchen laughed: "Then I'll pay you another..."

Su Wanxia raised her eyebrows: "Okay..."

She remembered that this man's handwriting was awesome. When she was in school, looking at his handwriting was like appreciating a painting. The more you look at it, the better it looks.

Mu Yingchen nodded with a smile on his eyebrows, then walked to the stone table, took the brush, and without sitting down, just bent slightly like this, and began to write gracefully like a lotus.

After a while, the six big characters of flamboyant and phoenix dance appeared on the white rice paper.

Mu Yingchen.

Su Wanxia.

He straightened up and looked at the handwriting, nodded in satisfaction, and then handed the piece of paper to Su Wanxia who was standing beside him.

"Send you off..."

Su Wanxia's sweat, did you give her off?Can this be given as a gift too?
"What is there to give away..." He muttered in a low voice and took the piece of paper over.

In fact, when Mu Yingchen wrote it, she was watching it intently. Looking at it now, she couldn't help but feel admiration in her heart. Oh my god, this word is really beautiful...

It's not easy to get President Mu's autograph, and it also has my own name attached to it. It's not bad, it can be used as a souvenir.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but put the piece of paper on the stone table again, and said to Mu Yingchen, "Add the date here..."

Mu Yingchen raised his eyebrows, then picked up the brush and brushed twice to add the date.

Su Wanxia propped her chin, and then said: "Add the address, the weather..."

As she spoke, Mu Yingchen wrote with vigor.

When Mu Yingchen made the last stroke, Su Wanxia spoke slowly again: "Well, and then add three more words—Gift Wanwan..."

As soon as her words fell, Mu Yingchen's hand holding the writing brush suddenly paused, and in a split second, he wrote the three small characters "广wanwan" in the lower right corner again.

He wrote the words Wanwan very lightly and softly, as if he poured all his tenderness and love into it, such infatuation, such nostalgia...
"All right..." He put down the brush, straightened up and looked at the masterpieces of the two on the stone table with satisfaction.

Su Wanxia stretched her head to look, and then smiled.

"And mine..." She picked up the brush as she spoke, and added after the word Mu Yingchen - holding hands, and after the word Su Wanxia - growing old together.

"OK!" She put down the brush and picked up the rice paper with a smile on her face.

"How is it?" She asked Mu Yingchen with a smile.

Mu Yingchen looked tenderly at the middle of the flamboyant handwriting, reflecting the eight characters of Fengshen and unrestrained.

"it is good···"

After hearing Mu Yingchen's good word, Su Wanxia narrowed her eyes proudly.

In fact, what Mu Yingchen said was good was not the shape of the words, but the meaning of the words.

Holding the hand of the son, grow old with the son--
"Brother Achen, I want it too, so you can write one for me too." Na Wanwan yelled enviously when she saw the two's works.

Su Wanxia smiled, and said to Na Wanwan: "Let Nars write it for you, I think he will be willing to help..." After speaking, he said to Nars sitting at the stone table: "Yes No, Nars?"

Nars shook his head helplessly and chuckled, he was very happy, but the little girl still doesn't understand his heart.

"Brother Ah Chen wrote yours, why did I ask Nars to write mine?" Na Wanwan was unhappy, and challenged Su Wanxia with her neck straightened out.

The corners of Su Wanxia's eyes twitched, this little girl!

"Because I'm husband and wife with your brother Achen, so he gave it to me. Why do you ask him to write it for you? Nars is the most suitable one for you. Go ahead, be good..." After finishing Su Wan Xia was still gesturing to that Wan Wan, let's go.

I can't help being so Wanwan, "Brother Ah Chen is my fiancé!"

Su Wanxia spread her hands: "It's a pity, he is my husband now..."

"He is not···"

"he is···"

"no!"

"Yes!"

"It is not!"

"that is!"

The voices of the two had slowly mixed with a trace of gunpowder, as if they could no longer tell the reason, and they immediately started fighting.

The two men shot at the same time this time, Nars pulled Na Wanwan to his side, and Mu Yingchen directly pulled Su Wanxia into his arms.

His actions immediately stunned everyone.

Su Wanxia looked at Mu Yingchen in astonishment. This was the first time since he lost his memory that he took the initiative to pull her.

And Nars and Na Wanwan also looked at Mu Yingchen in amazement, some didn't understand why he suddenly became so domineering, you know, from the moment he woke up, he was indifferent to everyone, even to Su Wan Xia, has never been like this.

But Su Wanxia smelled a familiar scent, she raised her head, and looked suspiciously at Mu Yingchen who was holding her.

Mu Yingchen smiled slightly, and let her go gently: "I was too anxious just now..."

After listening to what he said, Nars and Na Wanwan nodded in understanding, that's right, just now, the two of them seemed to be about to fight at any time.

"Really?" Su Wanxia looked at him to investigate.

"Well, what else can I do?" Mu Yingchen asked softly.

"Did you remember anything?" Su Wanxia looked at him hopefully.

Mu Yingchen blinked, then shook his head innocently at her.

"No..." He said calmly.

"No?" Su Wanxia doubted.

"Really not..." Mu Yingchen looked at her indifferently.

"Okay..." Su Wanxia instantly felt like a deflated balloon. For a moment, she thought he had remembered.

(End of this chapter)