Sky-high engagement: Pick up a cute wife and bring it home

Chapter 311 she left

Mucheng said as she said, but her heart was full of joy. Sometimes, Di Yao was really a little childish. This kind of childishness made people feel very cute.

And I really want to love him well.

Everyone has a disguise, let alone someone like Di Yao.

He was willing to abandon everything, and in front of her, that's how he looked.

Mucheng felt very happy, very happy.

"That's natural!"

Di Yao said again proudly.

Mucheng hid in her arms, pursed her lips and smiled.

After staying in the hospital for a few days, Mucheng was finally discharged home.

As soon as the car entered Mingshan Villa, Mucheng felt her heart was already floating.

It feels really good to be home.

After getting off the car, Xiaoxue and Xiaoju surrounded her.

Xiaoxue also brought over the dessert she had researched.

While eating dessert, Mucheng played chess with her grandfather under the corridor.

The day passed quickly, and at night on the rooftop, I nestled in the hanging chair with Di Yao and looked at the stars.

"A Yao, I think I'm so happy!"

Mucheng read it.

Happiness that is lost and found will often make people cherish it even more.

"I also feel that I am so happy!"

Di Yao nodded, and kissed Mucheng on the mouth.

Until now, thinking of Mu Cheng lying on the hospital bed and unable to wake up, his heart still trembles.

Fortunately, God did not disappoint him, nor did he forget him.

Neither of them spoke, and the rocking chair rocked slowly.

On the dark sky, dots of stars twinkle and twinkle.

The eyes of the two of them also seemed to be dyed with the light of stars.

Happiness is slowly spreading.

The next day, Di Yao still went to work.

Mucheng played chess with Di Fanshen in the morning, and after noon, Di Fanshen went to take a nap.

In the design room, Mucheng began to look through the orders that her assistant had received for her.

Picking up the one I like the most, I started to listen to the songs and draw on the snow-white paper.

The pencil is like an elf, and it starts to dance on the paper.

The music in the ear, the singer who sings, the voice is also very ethereal, Mucheng always likes it.

When designing, when you hear the voice of cover, you will feel that the whole person is a little different.

Soon a design draft has been drawn.

She held it in her hand and looked at it carefully for a while.

In the end, I modified some of it with a pencil. Finally, I signed my name and put it in the folder beside it.

Going downstairs to get something to drink.

Who knew, when she turned around, she saw Qingzhi sitting on the sofa, looking at her bright smile.

"You're here, why don't you talk."

Seeing Qingzhi coming over, Mucheng was pleasantly surprised.

She sat down beside Qingzhi, and looked at the tea table, where there were prepared black tea and snacks.

At that time, I just poured a cup of tea and drank it in small sips.

"I see that you are serious about painting, so I don't have the heart to bother you."

Qing Zhi smiled and took a bite of the macaron.

"You look like you're in a good mood."

Mucheng looked at her and pinched her face.

"Well, Song Jiaren has left."

Qingzhi said suddenly.

"Uh... um!"

Mucheng froze for a moment, then nodded again.

That day, it was already played on TV.

She was saved by Dihuang Entertainment, and the person Di Yao refused to ask for was naturally banned by Xuezang, and others naturally dared not ask for it anymore.

(End of this chapter)