Chapter 135

Although Liu Faxi has made a proper regression, he still can't accept her. For example, his expression is very cold when eating, sneering when watching TV, and being wronged by Su Qianmian everywhere.

If the old housekeeper hadn't told her something about Liu Faxi that day, she might have treated her future parents-in-law with another attitude, but no.

At that time, Xun Shiping's overseas expansion business encountered many problems. In the years, he met the shrewd and strong Liu Faxi, so he went up and down together.

But rich families are generally dog-blooded. For example, Xun Shiping finally married Xun Mochen's biological mother, but the two did not love each other. They even wanted to see the two and divorce peacefully. They left Xun Mochen to the Xun family and moved overseas and began a new life.

Then, Liu Faxi married into the Xun family, and in a blink of an eye, it was now.

Once upon a time, the relationship between Xun Mochen and Liu Faxi was also very good, just like a real mother and son.

However, Liu Faxi is too serious about his career. Under the circumstance that Xun Mochen's life and death are unknown, he has begun to prepare for the second heir. Even if she really loves Xun Mochen, this love will be broken.

I don't know what she feels in her heart. Do you regret it? Stick to the original decision?

It's hard to say, but the fact is that Xun Mochen is still a minor and has successfully seized Liu Faxi's equity and got it all under his own name. Is Liu Faxi, who has always been shrewd, become stupid? Or has Xun Mochen been able to do this? Does his father still let him do this?

Su Qianmian picked up a chopstick of bitter gourd and sent it to Liu Faxi's bowl. In Xun Mochen's stunned eyes, he said to Liu Faxi with a smile, "The bitter gourd is the best for the body and can also beautify. Auntie, eat more."

Liu Faxi threw a sentence to her, "Do you think I'm old?"

Xun Mochen put down his chopsticks, and Su Qianmian didn't care about him. He just regarded it as a normal move, and then laughed and said, "No, auntie is very young." Then he seemed to say helplessly, "Actually, I need to eat more most."

Xun Shiping laughed, but Liu Faxi still ignored her.

Xun Mochen was really aggrieved, but Xun Shiping said that as long as he and Su Qianmian lived peacefully in Nice and Liu Faxi for a week, he would agree to their marriage and would persuade Liu Faxi.

It doesn't matter to Xun Mochen. If you get married, why do you have to agree with Liu Faxi? But considering Su Qianmian, he agreed.

So he watched Su Qianmian show his goodwill to Liu Faxi in every way. There was no other way but to persuade his woman.

When there were two people, he couldn't help saying, "Qianqian, I've wronged you."

Su Qianmian looked up with a vigorous smile, and her eyes were full of starlight, as bright as the vast starry sky, warm but clear, with a kind of tenacity and sharpness that cannot be ignored.

"Actually, I'm very grateful to her for raising my good husband."

This is really... a pun that hit the nail on the head.

The pace of life in Nice is very slow. How can you coax Liu Faxi to let go when you eat and bask in the sun all day long?

Eat, drink and chat with her. No matter how cold she is, she looks like a smiling face. As the saying goes, he reached out and didn't hit the smiling face. Liu Faxi looked at Su Qianmian's innocent and bright smiling face. A resentment rolled and rolled in his chest, and he couldn't get it out.

Seeing that it was going to be a week, Xun Mochen took Su Qianmian to the villa to pick fruit.

The villa is their own, but it is managed by professionals. The two said hello to the person in charge and got into the forest.

This is really a big forest with many branches and leaves, and you can't see anything in the distance.

Xun Mochen and Su Qianmian carried a basket. One of them grabbed it and walked leisurely, picking fruits and eating them while talking nonsense.

Su Qianmian picked a big one, yellow, orange and orange, wiped it clean, and handed it to Xun Mochen.

Xun Mochen raised his eyebrows: No, she just wiped it with her sleeve.

Su Qianmian also despised him: "I don't understand the amorous feelings."

How can the romantic Xun Mochen be tolerated by being put on this hat? So he bit the fruit in Su Qianmian's hand with a bang. Listen to the sound, clear, crispy, thin and juicy...

Su Qianmian looked at Xun Mochen's thin lips. With the gentle movement of chewing, his face was intoxicated. He unconsciously grinned, and his round and big eyes stared straight at him. His black and white eyes flashed brightly, and his eyes seemed to be fluently immersed in water, like a pine lion wagging its tail.

Xun Mochen was moved for a while, and his heart was as uncomfortable as a cat scratching.

But he still pretended to be calm, raised the fruit in his hand, and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Wow! Su Qianmian nodded.

Xun Mochen handed it to Su Qianmian. Su Qianmian opened his mouth happily and took a big bite.

Then his face turned green in an instant, and he quickly spit out the pulp, and his mouth was sore.

Xun Mochen smiled and was out of the evil, and the mountains and rivers were five colors - he was tricked.

Su Qianmian was so scrky: "Why do you let me eat it so sour?"

Xun Mochen looked innocent: "You want to eat it yourself."

"I thought it was delicious to see you eating so happily!"

Xun Mochen smiled more and more unscrupulously: "I didn't say anything."

Su Qianmian was angry. He didn't lose the fruit in his hand, and he didn't lose it. He asked depressedly, "What is this called? Why is it so sour?"

"Eh..." Xun Mochen frowned and thought.

Su Qianmian smiled and said, "You have lived here for so many years, and you don't even know anything about this?"

There were some suspicious blushes on Xun Mochen's face. But he immediately counterattacked: "You said that you don't eat the fruit in the yard. Why do you have to eat the fruit in my hand?"

"This..."

"The fruit in the garden, why did you pick such a sour one casually?"

"This..."

Xun Mochen: "..."

I don't know where a water pipe comes from. It flows into the grooves around the fruit tree and is watering, just like in China.

Su Qianmian ran over and asked for it. He picked up the water pipe from the ground and pretended to help divert water. The one who plays with water is the most loved!

Xun Mochen put down the frame and picked a few big and good-looking ones. He washed the water pipe in Su Qianmian's hand, found a shade to sit down, ate the fruit full of pulp, and looked leisurely at Su Qianmian standing foolishly with a water pipe under the scorching sun.

Su Qianmian: "..."

Xun Mochen just looked up at the sun, huh! The crystal water fell from the sky and fell all over him. The depression of the fruit that was bitten was also full of who.

Su Qianmian dragged the water pipe, looked at him happily, and gave him 'sincerely' advice; "When he went back, he said that he accidentally fell into the pool. It's okay. No one will laugh at you."

Xun Mochen raised his eyes and his eyes flashed.

Su Qianmian's heart tightened, turned around and ran away with the water pipe in his arms.

She is a weak woman who has no power to bind chickens. It is really a very stressful thing to be chased by a tall and strong young man. Her brains are not enough. The water pipe she is still splashing out, all of which are just sprinkled on Su Qianmian, who is running forward in the wind. Su Qianmian only ran for his life, and he didn't notice it when he was covered with water. In the end, he was really forced to do nothing. He took the water pipe and squeaked on Xun Mochen.

An old farmer with a straw hat came from the branches of the shadow. He could faintly see the light blue cloth through the branches, but his voice was loud: "Who?"

Su Qianmian's whole body is soaked, and there is still water dripping on his hair. His eyes are watery and full of wanton youth.

She quietly put down the water pipe, looked around the embarrassed, and looked at the more embarrassed two people.

Xun Mochen's expression was a little unnatural, and his lips opened and closed silently: What should I do? Run.

Before the old farmer caught them, the two quickly got into the fruit forest and fled the crime scene.

Running out of the orchard and running to the hillside, Xun Mochen held her in one hand and the wet fruit in the other. Su Qianmian finally laughed uncontrollably.

Xun Mochen's ears began to turn red little by little because of her smile.

"The vigorous and famous president Xun unexpectedly... hahahaha! Escape, multi-garden worker? Hahahaha!" Su Qianmian laughed out of breath and tried to calm himself down. He couldn't stand it for a minute, and then burst into a loud laughter.

Ouch, I have a stomachache~!

The hillside is very slow. It has not been rested. It is full of wild weeds and wild flowers, a soft layer, swaying and swaying in the wind.

Su Qianmian couldn't get up in the grass. He giggled. His big eyes were squeezed into a slit, and his white and tender face was wrinkled into a ball, just like the little flowers all over the mountains.

Xun Mochen simply lay down next to Su Qianmian, and the cotton fabric was soft and soft on his body, showing a strong chest.

Su Qianmian broke the grass and sat next to him, attracting cats and dogs to sway in front of him. Xun Mochen looked at the white clouds in the sky: Today's post-90s generation is really... lawless!

As soon as he turned over, he threw Su Qianmian down, with a brilliant and dangerous breath in his eyes, blowing on her face.

Su Qianmian was excited for a while.

Xun Mochen smiled ambiguously, and his palms covered her thighs... Er, a burst of wet/slip...

Xun Mochen pulled away slightly, oh! It turned out that her clothes were all wet.

The weather in Nice is mild. The weather in March has reached 26 or 27 degrees, and it doesn't feel cold. Because of this, everyone wears relatively thin clothes, and it is a little transparent when it gets wet, especially when it is attached to the body, which is still this kind of ambiguous posture.

Xun Mochen frowned and muttered to himself, "Will it be uncomfortable to wear wet clothes?"

Then he gave a solution without waiting for Su Qianmian's response: "It won't take it off."

The two of them made a mess again.

When the two walked back hand in hand, it was already the setting sun. The golden afterglow of the sunset covered them with a warm color. The continuous creak of insects in the grass was clear and far away. The Alps in the distance were still standing unchanged, with snowy mountains and green mountains, like a burning sky. The breeze is blowing, and all the good things seem to last forever.

The silhouette outlined by Yuhui is linked with ten fingers.

After many years, Su Qianmian looked back. At that time, every word and every move had been broken in nothingness, leaving only an indescribable calmness and satisfaction. The visual openness and dazzling and the warm molecules in the air touched by the skin. This kind of vision and touch are more durable than memory. The longer it lasts a lifetime, the more Clear.

Su Qianmian suddenly said, and Xun Mochen looked at her: "What are you doing?" He thought she was going to make another moth.

Su Qianmian said with a bitter face, "Auntie asked me to pick some fruits and cook for cooking. I forgot..."

There was nothing he could do. Su Qianmian pulled Xun Mochen back to the garden and hurriedly picked some back.