Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

Chapter 1209

"Xianyang!"

Su Muying smiled slyly, and the address she called was very gentle.

"What, what's the matter?"

But An Xianyang felt that the smile was somewhat malicious, so he asked with some precaution.

Su Muying was obviously very dissatisfied with An Xianyang's attitude, her complexion changed, she no longer liked An Xianyang, turned her head and left.

An Xianyang hugged the child, hurriedly ran two steps, and caught up with Su Muying.

But don't say, this woman got angry and walked away really fast.

"I'm going to the Town God's Temple to ask for a peace talisman for my son, will you come?"

Su Muying stretched out a finger and poked An Xianyang's chest, commanding him.

The two were wearing down jackets for couples, but Su Muying felt that An Xianyang's one was more comfortable, because it felt very soft when poked, so she couldn't help poking it again.

An Xianyang looked at Su Muying's small movements with some amusement, smiled indulgently, and said: "My wife has orders from adults, so of course the young ones dare not disobey!"

After finishing speaking, he held Xiao Shunlai in one hand and Su Muying in the other and strode forward.

The figures of a family of three were reflected on the ground after being illuminated by the sun. They kept walking, as if they were going to walk forever together.

Su Muying felt that sincerity is spiritual, so she insisted on walking to the Town God's Temple. Although An Xianyang was in excellent physical condition, he was on duty all night without sleep, and played with his wife and children all morning, feeling a little powerless.

"Xianyang, you only have this little physical strength."

Su Muying looked at An Xianyang, who was showing some fatigue, and felt very distressed, but she also knew that even if he was tired, he was willing to accompany her, so she planned to say something to divert An Xianyang's attention, but she didn't expect that she would blurt out So there are, er, provocative words.

Sure enough, after hearing this, An Xianyang raised his eyebrows, then raised the corners of his lips slightly, and sent Su Muying slightly into his arms, then lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Is it because I have this little physical strength? Isn't it the clearest, huh?"

An Xianyang's words can prevent people from thinking in a wrong way, and when he spoke, the breath that he blew gently from his mouth sprayed into Su Muying's ears, and soon Su Muying's face turned red as if steaming.

Su Muying knocked An Xianyang coquettishly, then leaned towards him unconsciously, Xiao Shun came to look at her parents, although she didn't know what happened, she kept giggling.

Talking and laughing along the way, time seemed to pass faster, and the three of them quickly appeared at the gate of the temple.

An Xianyang is an atheist, and actually scoffed at this kind of superstition, but Su Muying insisted, and he had no choice but to go with her this way, and with the child in his arms, it was inconvenient to perform some kneeling rituals, so Su Muying ordered him to come to the door Waiting outside.

When Su Muying was about to enter the temple, An Xianyang stopped her, kissed Su Muying's lips lightly, and said, "Come out quickly, I'll wait for you at the door."

Even if the two have been married for a while, they can be regarded as an "old couple", but Su Muying would still feel shy every time she did such a show of affection in public. Now, she blushed slightly, nodded, and lowered her head He ran in and slammed into the door halfway.

"Be careful!"

Seeing Su Muying's reckless appearance, An Xianyang's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help exhorting loudly behind her.

Watching Su Muying enter the temple, An Xianyang smiled indulgently, and whispered: "Fool."

Then he shook Xiao Shunlai in his hand, teasingly said: "Isn't it, let's Shunlai."

What answered him was a series of saliva from Xiao Shunlai.

Facing the huge statue of Buddha, Su Muying swallowed nervously. This was her first visit to the temple, and she was not very familiar with everything here, and this time she came here on a whim, so she had to observe secretly How do the tourists around me do, and I also follow the gourd.

She first knelt down in front of the Buddha statue, clasped her hands together, and made a sincere wish. In fact, it wasn't just Xiao Shunlai, she hoped that An Xianyang could also live in peace, grow old together with her, and spend a lifetime together.

Su Muying closed her eyes, as if imagining the happy scene of a family living together in the future, the corners of her mouth kept rising, her face was full of happiness.

After praying to God, Su Muying came to the lottery area, meditating on her wish in her heart, flicking the bamboo tube lightly, hoping it would be a good lottery.

But no matter how you shake it, the one that fell out was blank. Su Muying's complexion was pale, and some cold sweat gradually broke out on her body, and was blown by the cold wind, which made her shiver.

There was a woman next to her who saw all this, looked at Su Muying's anxious face, she seemed a little unbearable, so she stepped forward and asked: "Miss, are you okay?"

Hearing the voice, Su Muying suddenly raised her head, looked at the woman with a kind-hearted face, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and asked anxiously: "Hello, I would like to ask, why do I ask so much?" Every time, it shows a blank sign? Isn’t it, is it a sign of something bad.”

The woman frowned after hearing Su Muying's description, looked at the bamboo stick in her hand with some seriousness, and then said to Su Muying: "Girl, how can I say this?"

Upon hearing this, Su Muying grabbed the woman's sleeve anxiously, and said beggingly: "Please tell me, please?"

The woman nodded, picked up the blank bamboo stick, pondered for a moment, and said slowly to Su Muying: "Girl, according to common sense, blank sticks should not appear repeatedly, unless"

"Unless what?"

Su Muying twitched his heart suddenly, and asked as if he was about to cry.

"Unless something very bad happens to the applicant's family, this will happen, girl, please take care of yourself."

After finishing speaking, the woman put the blank bamboo stick in Su Muying's hand, turned and left.

Su Muying stared blankly at the bamboo stick in her hand, she didn't know what to do for a moment, after a while she felt her eyes blurred and her hands were wet, and then she realized that she was crying unknowingly.

She hurriedly wiped away her tears and planned to stand up, but her legs were already numb from kneeling for a long time, and before she could straighten her legs, she fell back hard.

This fall, she seemed to have figured it out a little bit, this old lady is not a fortune teller, why should she believe her one-sided words.

While Su Muying comforted herself, she got up slowly from the ground. Several kind-hearted people wanted to go up to help her up, but they saw that she was muttering something all the time, looking nervous, and there was no one there. Dare to step forward.

"Yes, I can't trust her. I'll beg you a few more times."

After finishing speaking, he knelt down again with a "plop" and asked for a lottery.

But the next bamboo sticks were either written down or blank, Su Muying didn't dare to ask for any more, put the bamboo sticks away with a pale face, and got up to go out.

At this time, a man dressed as an old monk stopped her, and said mysteriously to her that she should pay more attention to her family, and something big would happen to her, but before Su Muying asked, she turned her head and left .

Su Muying was even more puzzled, she walked out of the gate of the temple uneasily, looking in the direction of An Xianyang and Xiao Shunlai, her eyes were full of worry.