I'm in a maid of honor

Chapter 174
The next day was the wedding, and the man in the house didn't even know about it. He didn't know that the yard was already covered with red lanterns and pasted with happy words.

Everything is ready, and the wedding dress has also been delivered, and they are waiting for tomorrow's auspicious time to make a good couple.

When Mu Sheng came back, he always looked at Wu Chen with a smile on his face, thinking that the man in front of him would soon become his dinner.

Wuchen thought that the wife-lord was still making fun of him for what happened that night.

Some people are happy and others are sad.

Where no one else could see, Ze Dong was nestled alone in the small medical clinic, sleeping on the floor alone.

There are jars of wine next to him, his body is as drunk as a pool of mud, but his spirit is indeed becoming clearer.

He didn't understand why he was so sad all of a sudden, obviously, obviously they were husband and wife, but asking him to participate in this scene was like killing half his life.

Out of breath, Zedong poured wine into his mouth desperately, and the wine spilled on the ground. He didn't look like the young man in white clothes in the daytime at all.

"Mu Sheng ~ Mu Sheng ~".

He called Mu Sheng's name over and over again, but couldn't say anything, how pale and powerless it came out of his mouth.

How much he wished that he had never met Wu Chen, had never been in contact with Mu Sheng, had nothing to do with the two of them, and lived alone in the courtyard that he had watched the fire burn to ashes with his own eyes.

But do you really want to do that?The indescribable admiration for Mu Sheng, the lingering brotherhood for Wuchen, and the family affection for this family that has been part of it all made Zedong's mind extremely confused.

These seem to be calculated and planned step by step.

It's all because of the unspeakable and uncontrollable feelings for Mu Sheng, in order to stay close to that woman.

Does he deserve what everyone has given him?
A complex emotion spread wantonly in the bottom of Chairman Mao's heart.

Suddenly, he remembered the poem Mu Sheng gave him.

It's a nice poem, although it doesn't suit me very well.

Get out of the mud without dyeing, licking and not demon.

How beautiful, how exciting.

It is clean and white, unique, and does not collude with mundane diseases.

Chairman Mao seemed to feel that he was like a drunkard in such an image, lying on the ground unbearably, the wine and the soil on the ground made his white clothes dirty.

When reading this poem, her mind is full of every move, so she must not be what she wants to see.

He wanted to match the poem she gave him, even though it was only in her eyes.

Chairman Mao got up staggeringly, resisting the physical discomfort, and bit by bit tidied up the messy ground he had made.

Packed himself up, and sat on the edge of the bed blankly, as if the scene just now had never happened.

He will attend his and Wu Chen's wedding tomorrow, at least he must be decent, at least not let her and him see the clues.

Mao Zedong was sober and half-sober, he took the hangover medicine for himself, one after another, and sure enough, he was still infected with irrationality.

My mind was running fast, thinking of many things and many people.

Before it was too late, Mu Sheng began to urge Wu Chen to go to bed, after all, he was a groom who had to get up early tomorrow.

"The wife is still early today."

Wu Chen walked step by step in front of Mu Sheng, trying to show his hard work and hard work, so as to win the opportunity to leave the room as soon as possible.

Now the two legs are still one big and the other small, but fortunately I can walk, but if I walk too much, my muscles will still feel sore and weak.

Mu Sheng looked at Wuchen's legs, and it shouldn't be a problem for tomorrow's itinerary.

But it is also a time-consuming and labor-intensive project. I am afraid that I will be tired, so I urge to go to bed quickly.

"I'm tired, I've been busy recently, and I'm so sleepy."

After speaking, he yawned.

This will easily trick the man into bed to sleep.

Wu Chen just wanted to get better soon: "In a few days, Wu Chen will also go out with his wife-in-law. I got to know a lot a few days ago, and I can help."

Mu Sheng nodded, and when his legs recovered, she could just pin him to the waistband of his trousers and forget it.

My husband only feels happy when he sees her from time to time.

But there is no need to help, as long as he can find something he likes to do on weekdays.

The reason why she worked so hard was not for him to live a better life, to live easily and without worries.

Then he lived peacefully on the belt of his trousers.

This is Mu Sheng's only request and wish for Wu Chen.

The next day, before the rooster crowed, Mu Sheng got up early to wake Wu Chen up.

Stretch his hair into his nostrils to scratch.

Wuchen opened his eyes with difficulty and took a look. The inside of the room was lit by candles, and the windows were pitch black, obviously it was still night.

Drowsily hugging Mu Sheng, half asleep and half awake with a hint of coquettishness, "wife master, it's still very early."

Mu Sheng smiled and didn't say anything else, he directly scooped up Wu Chen with his hands, carried him to the dressing table and sat down.

"Wake up, after today, no one will care about you when you sleep until the sun rises."

Wu Chen was so dazed that he lost the ability to think. He just wanted to sleep at this moment, and he didn't even notice the words in his wife's words.

Mu Sheng took the comb and combed Wu Chen's hair one by one.

While reciting: "One comb to the head, two combs to the tail, three combs to white hair and eyebrows."

As soon as the comb fell out of the door, the sound of eleven and twelve came.

"Master's bath water is ready."

Mu Sheng let them in, and a few people behind him moved the tubs and brought a lot of things to give the Lord a bath.

And on the top of Eleven Twelve's hands are the two sets of wedding dresses drawn on Mu Sheng's drawings, as well as the groom's and bride's jewelry.

Wuchen was stunned, but it wasn't because of sleepiness, it was because of these things that came out of nowhere.

After the things were ready, Mu Sheng signaled everyone to go out, watching Wu Chen's reaction with a smile on his face.

But Wuchen always looked in the mirror without blinking.

this!This is a dream, right?Wuchen couldn't believe it and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Mu Sheng watched Wu Chen's series of actions, this kid was so rare.

"If you don't say that the bath water is cold, you will miss the auspicious time."

Then Wu Chen suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up and looked at the wife-master, and touched the head of the wife-leader very boldly, it was real and not a dream.

I pinched myself again, it hurt so much!

This is real!Really?These days, I was locked in the house not because the wife-lord was angry, but because I was the groom.

"He is the bridegroom of the wife-owner. This is a wedding gift. He is no longer sold out. He is an upright husband who complies with the rules and etiquette."

Undressing him while responding: "Yes!".

Wuchen finally woke up and realized the reality.

I was moved and cried again.

"Wife master, are you good or bad! Does everyone know, but I don't know."

Mu Sheng avoided questioning, and just wanted to stop the tears back, which was obviously something to be happy about.

Wiping away his tears, he threatened: "It's not good to be swollen from crying, I will dislike it."

(End of this chapter)