Chapter 1919 (1/2)

”This girl, she even took care of me.” Mu Zixuan helpless smile, continue to go downstairs.

As soon as he arrived at the first floor, he was hugged by mu Mingyao.

”Daddy, my brother bullied me.” The little guy pouted and complained pitifully.

”Is it? How did your brother bully you Mu Zixuan patience, while asking the side of the Mu Ming night, but his eldest young master is cold sneer, very disdainful look.

Let him be a father, very depressed, feel his authority in this family, suffered provocation.

”He called me a fool again.” This is almost the reason why Mingyao complains every time.

Muzzixuan's corner of the mouth, mercilessly twitched, thinking, do you want to give this boy directly to pat dizzy to calculate, in order to avoid their IQ to pull down together.

”Are you going out?” Ouyang Ruixi came over, took Mingyao from his arms, and directly put it on the ground.

”Well! Zhe Ting's phone can't get through. I'll look for it. ” Mu Zixuan is really good to his brother-in-law. This is not only due to Xia Xinfei's face, but also because he is closer to his own personality.

”Alas! This child is also a kind of infatuation Ouyang Ruixi sighed and looked at Mr. Mu who was on the phone not far away.

”Then I'm out.” Mu Zixuan said, and continued to walk out, and Mingyao saw this, also crying to follow, but in the eyes of Ouyang Ruixi, closed his mouth, did not dare to repeat the second half.

It seems that Ouyang Ruixi is the most afraid person for this little guy.

The place where Xia zheting can drink quietly is estimated to have no other place besides the fire dance. Therefore, Mu Zixuan drives directly to the fire dance.

”You are here.” In the moment of pushing open the box door, Mu Zixuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But Xia zheting just looked up at him, and then continued to fill his glass with wine. He was driven by the idea of drinking himself to death.

”How much did you drink?” Mu Zixuan reached out and grabbed his glass. He had drunk too much. This can be seen from the two fallen red wine bottles on the table.

”Give me back the wine.” Xia zheting said that he made a drink and reached out to grab his glass.

”That's enough. Do you really think the cotyledons will feel comfortable when they see it?” Mu Zixuan low roar, there is a sense of hate iron not steel in it.