Rebirth of Sweet Love: Master Mu Chases His Wife to the Crematorium

Chapter 719 Look how beautiful the night is
Attic, someone's secret space with the door open.

The crisp sound of wind chimes is mixed in the melody of the serenade, which looks so refined in the quiet atmosphere.

After experiencing all kinds of physical and mental exhaustion, such beautiful and moving notes have a kind of charm that cleanses people's hearts.

Luo Wanning walked in slowly, and the skylight had been opened.

The wind of winter night poured in, and it didn't seem so icy cold.

On a moonless night, a beam of light and shadow still casts from the skylight, hitting the tea table below like chasing light.

However, there is no tea smoke on the tea table. A long-necked and pot-bellied wine decanter is filled with dark red liquid, exuding an attractive color under the soft warm light. Two transparent crystal goblets are placed on both sides , as if inviting.

Looking around, this small space has undergone earth-shaking changes from the last time she came in.

All the antique porcelain disappeared from the huanghuali bookcases and storage cabinets, replaced by Doraemon figures and dolls that are completely incompatible with this space full of strong historical atmosphere.

Standing in the middle of the room, Luo Wanning suddenly didn't know where to turn her gaze. There was only one question in her mind——

What the hell are these?

At some point, the man who racked his brains to arrange these quietly appeared behind her.

"Look how beautiful the night is!
"Red wine, candlelight, music, do you have the honor to invite Miss Wan Wan to spend the night together?"

As soon as the words fell, the lights in the room that were like fireflies suddenly went out.

The man wrapped the girl in his arms from behind like a big dog, resting his chin lightly on top of her head, and smashed it down with a sound like a chime.

"Wanwan, I have always regretted not being able to be with you during the New Year's Eve, so shall we watch the New Year together this New Year's Eve?"

Luo Wanning's facial expression twitched a little.

For some reason, the combination of this romantic atmosphere and Master Mu is always infinitely weird.

She didn't know how many brain cells Mu Shihan had killed in order to create a so-called romance for her.

He even gave his son a sleeping candy when he was taking a bath just now so that no one would disturb him tonight.

After a while, Luo Wanning gently broke away from him.

She knew that the other party might feel uneasy because of what Feng Shaoan and Xuanfeng said, and he was afraid that he would leave again.
Just right, then take this opportunity to end their current messy and complicated relationship!
"Late night~"

"Did you prepare the wine? Can you drink it?"

Luo Wanning sat down on the futon beside the tea table, the halo from the skylight made her complexion extraordinarily rosy.

She picked up the decanter and poured wine into two goblets, shaking the glasses in her hand.

The man sat down opposite her, and lit the scented candles on the tea table, and the flickering candles shook the room beautifully.

Luo Wanning raised her head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Mu Shihan, do you really want to go back to five years ago?"

These words were more or less tentative, and seemed to have dug a hole for the other party invisibly.

But Mu Shihan blurted out without thinking, "I don't want to!"

The girl tilted her head, waiting for his explanation with great interest.

He stared at her intently.

"Go back five years and I'm still that bastard, I'm still that powdery scum.

"I don't want to go back to the past with you, I just want to share the future with you!"

Luo Wanning once again picked up the decanter and shook her hand, and the dim candle seemed to jump along with it.

The eyes when they looked at each other seemed familiar, and it was like seeing each other for the first time, with a glance of ten thousand years.

"Well, tonight's night is quite beautiful!" She suddenly raised her head and said.

The man also followed her gaze.

Where is there any wonderful night, through the skylight the size of a bullet, all you can see is a sky like thick ink.

"Look at the end of the night, you obviously decided to face our relationship seriously, but you started to avoid the critical moment again."

He lay down on the spot, his tone relaxed, and his voice was as gentle as ever.

(End of this chapter)