After I made a biography for my scumbag ex, I was on fire

Chapter 120

"Hey, what are you talking about?!"

Mu Song shook off Lu Yuan's arm holding him, and muttered in a muffled voice, but for some reason, his face turned red. Seeing that Lu Yuan's chest was burning hot, he wished to take out his heart on the spot and force Mu Song to accept it. .

"Why, are you shy? Didn't you tell our father about us? Our father asked me to take good care of you, so that you will not be wronged in the future. "

"I...I'm not here to explain, how can I get so much money?"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, my dad has already 'betrothed' you to me. I will go back today to discuss with my parents and arrange marriage proposals..."

"You, you, you... stop talking nonsense! What kind of kiss are you talking about!"

Mu Song blushed, looked at Lu Yuan's smirk, gave him a hard look, and quickly walked out of the restaurant.

Lu Yuan smiled and followed, and as soon as he got in the car, he hugged Mu Song again, leaned softly to his ear, and whispered softly like a baby.

"Otherwise, you can come to my house to propose marriage, anyway, the dowry and bride price are the same."

Mu Song turned his head and looked at Lu Yuan in surprise, but he couldn't see what was going on in this dog man's head, but his eyes full of love couldn't be clearer.

"Okay, let's stop teasing you. You told Dad just now that you want to take me around City B. Is it true?"

Lu Yuan put it away when he saw it, with a warm face, he rubbed Mu Song's palm once in a while, and brought up another topic.

Feeling the strength of Lu Yuan's fingertips sliding down and down in his palm, Mu Song felt crisp and itchy, but he couldn't bear to take his hand out of that big warm hand, so he could only yell at Lu Yuan in a cold voice.

"Yes, please make this trip, don't you want to show your kindness to the landlord?"

Lu Yuan didn't care about his unexpected tone, he was still good-natured, and even a little excited, as if looking forward to it.

"Then where are we going? I've been to City B many times, but I haven't visited the attractions, such as old palaces, city walls, museums..."

"Fourteen Tombs Reservoir."

"What? What kind of attraction is that?"

"The geomantic treasure land where the last royal family is buried."

"Eh... Anyway, it's a mausoleum. There are so many good places, why do you have to go there?"

"Because, I want to take you to the reservoir-swim-swim."

As Mu Song said, he leaned over and leaned in front of Lu Yuan, looking at him with a smile on his face, which made Lu Yuan palpitate and nervous.

"I, I can't swim."

"I know, that's why I just kicked you in, lest you keep talking nonsense!"

Mu Song giggled, and the evening sun, which penetrated through the car window, just sprinkled on his smile, which looked extraordinarily warm and brilliant, and Lu Yuan was stunned.

It took a long time before he realized that Mu Song was teasing him. He was angry and funny, and he got it right without saying a word.

"Okay, now I'm so courageous that I dare to murder my husband, huh?"

"Oh, oh, don't scratch me, itch, itch..."

Having been together for ten years, the two of them are even more familiar with each other's bodies than they are with themselves. Lu Yuan climbed up Mu Song's ticklish waist and scratched him, making him out of breath and limp in Lu Yuan's arms.

Hugging the warm person in his arms and looking at his rosy face, Lu Yuan felt his body and mind were full. Even though Mu Song hadn't nodded clearly so far, the dawn of returning to the past seemed to have arrived.

So, in a moment of excitement, he lowered his head, and kissed Mu Song's smooth forehead little by little, which made Mu Song panic.

"You, what are you doing, you're still in the car."

Mu Song glanced at the raised baffle, his heart pounding, not knowing how much sound it could block.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to kiss you. If you want to do business, you still have to choose a good place and go home..."

"Bah! Don't be silly."

Mu Song broke free from Lu Yuan's embrace all at once.

"I'll clean up the guest room today, you, you move there to live."

In the past few days, Mu Song was busy helping his father with the follow-up matters, and Mu Song didn't spare any energy to sort out his relationship with Lu Yuan, and the two of them slept together in the same bed for several days.

Although he didn't do anything, Mu Song even deliberately kept a distance from Lu Yuan, but every morning, he would wake up in Lu Yuan's arms.

Looking at the lover who was once deeply in love, with a nearly perfect sleeping face, to be honest, it is hard not to have thoughts fluctuating, thinking of the sweet time.

But at the moment, Mu Song still didn't think it over, let alone prepared to accept Lu Yuan again. After thinking about it, it is still necessary to keep a distance.

"No, I don't want to, don't try to drive me away."

Lu Yuan's strength was domineering, and he hugged Mu Song into his arms again.

Seeing Lu Yuan play a scoundrel again, Mu Song was not very happy, but there was nothing he could do.

"What? Are you still relying on me?"

"Yes, I'm depending on you. From now on, I'll depend on you."

Mu Song laughed back angrily.

"Why you?"

"Because I am your man."

Lu Yuan's tone was loud and righteous, and Mu Song's heart trembled when he heard it. He lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.

Mu Song didn't speak, and Lu Yuan also fell into silence. After a while, he hugged Mu Song tightly and whispered quietly.

"After grandma left, you lived in that house by yourself. You should be very sad...

I don't want you to be alone anymore, no matter when, I will be with you. "

Mu Song was taken aback, he didn't know whether it was Lu Yuan's warm embrace or his gentle words that wrapped his body and mind in the gurgling warm current, and the matter of cleaning the guest room was over.

In the next two days, Mu Songzhen took Lu Yuan on an in-depth tour of City B as promised.

It's just that I didn't go to the Fourteen Tombs, nor did I go to other famous scenic spots. Instead, I followed Mu Song's growing memory and went to places that really represent the characteristics of City B that many tourists don't know. Get what you eat.

In the depths of the alley, in front of the condiment counter of a time-honored snack shop, Lu Yuan was staring at the large and small bottles and cans in a daze, when an old man came over beside him.

"Young man, this tea needs to be sprinkled with pepper and salt, here is this pot."

After receiving the seasoning bottle handed over by the uncle, Lu Yuan thanked him, and just after sprinkling it twice, he was stopped by the uncle loudly, snatched the seasoning jar, and started to demonstrate it to him.

"It's not like you sprinkle it, you have to spread it like this, go around in circles, eh, look, it's all sprinkled."

"Really, thank you very much."

For such an enthusiastic old man, Lu Yuan has seen a lot in the past two days, and quickly thanked him with a warm face.

Holding the dinner plate, Lu Yuan found Mu Song with a smile on his face.

"I heard before that the people in City B are enthusiastic, and it really lives up to its reputation."

Mu Song pursed his lips with a smile.

"That is, the good people at the root of the imperial city, of course they are out of control. But..."

Mu Song approached Lu Yuan and lowered his voice.

"If you offend someone here, the enthusiastic people of City B will not be ambiguous at all when they scold them."

"Haha, then I have to follow you closely. If you accidentally violate someone's taboo, you can scold me back for me."

With a smile on his face, Lu Yuan approached Mu Song, as if he was begging for help.

But Mu Song turned back and raised his eyebrows.

"Hmph, I'm not going to help you. We people in City B have the most discerning eyes. You are taboo against criminals. If I help you again, won't I become two hundred and five?"

Seeing Mu Song's complacent appearance, Lu Yuan felt like a cat scratching his head, and didn't care that he was running on him again, and leaned against Mu Song with his face still warm.

"What does that matter? You are two hundred and five, and I am two hundred and five. Together, we get five hundred. No one loses, and we are in perfect harmony."

Mu Song rolled his eyes at Lu Yuan, with a cold face, he tapped his bowl of cold noodle tea with his chopsticks.

"Come on, hurry up and eat, I think your eloquence is quite good, you don't need my help, you can kill a hundred and eight rounds."

After all, he ignored Lu Yuan and ate his favorite pea yellow.

After dinner, the sky was getting dark, Mu Song took Lu Yuan along the alley, and saw a small signboard in a particularly inconspicuous corner.

"Hongchen? What is this place for?"

After seeing the words on the signboard, Lu Yuan turned his head suspiciously and looked at Mu Song.

"Let's go, you'll know if you go in."

Mu Song didn't bother to answer him, he stepped into the door, and Lu Yuan hurriedly followed.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see a square courtyard with red and green ambient lights hanging in front of you.

"This... this place, shouldn't it be?"

Lu Yuan looked at the visual color scheme of a dance hall in the 70s and 80s, and then thought of the words on the signboard, and an indescribable place popped into his mind.

"What are you thinking?!"

Mu Song gave him a hard look, and went straight into the small room in the middle. Lu Yuan followed closely, only to find that it was a nostalgic Qing Bar.

After finding a seat in the corner and asking the waiter to order two glasses of wine and snacks, Mu Song explained to Lu Yuan who was looking around.

"This store has been open for many years. There are often folk performances. When I was in school, I always came to listen to it."

"Oh, that's how it is. It's not easy. After so many years, it's been on all the time."

"There are a lot of college students in City B, and there are also a lot of literary and artistic youths. It is more than enough to support such a few shops."

Mu Song turned to look out the window.

"We came early, and if we came later, we would probably have to stand."

After a while, the waiter brought up the wine and snacks. Mu Song asked if there would be a performance tonight, and got an affirmative answer.

"Good luck, listen to a few songs here before going back."

Mu Song was very happy, and Lu Yuan was also in a good mood. The two chatted without saying a word until the resident band came tonight.

After singing a few warm and literary folk songs, the whole venue gradually heated up, and the band began to interact with the audience, and began to order songs for a fee.

Taking advantage of the gap between collecting songs, Mu Song got up and went to the bathroom. When he came back, there was no one at their table, only wine and food left in the original place.

Just wondering where Lu Yuan went, he suddenly heard a familiar voice from the stereo.

"Hey, hello, yes."

Mu Song turned his head in shock, and saw Lu Yuan standing on the small stage in front, auditioning under the guidance of the lead singer of the band.

sleep... trough...

Although he didn't know what Lu Yuan was going to do, Mu Song always felt that something was wrong, and wished he could escape in the chaos, but Lu Yuan's eyes caught him through the crowd.

There was no other way, Mu Song could only lower his head, sit back in his seat, try to eliminate his sense of existence as much as possible, feeling terrified and uneasy, wondering if there would be an embarrassing scene of being confessed by Lu Yuan with a loudspeaker.

Fortunately, President Lu, who is over [-] years old, also seemed to feel a little embarrassed to confess in public. After the audition, he didn't say anything more.

After explaining to the band, he stood on the stage, waited for the music to start, and slowly hummed a song that Mu Song was so familiar with.

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The author has something to say:

Lu Yuan: Wife, I finally mustered up the courage to come on stage and sing, what are you hiding? /Wronged

Mu Song: If I don't hide, I will fall into the three-bedroom and one-living room I dug out with my feet... /悲