The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 12 He asked her to change his shirt
Seeing Jiang Na'er and Ning Fu fleeing in fear, Tang Xinyan was secretly startled.

This handsome and dignified man is really cruel and cold-blooded.

He easily twisted a woman's wrist without even frowning.

Although she didn't sympathize with Ning Fu, she felt a little more afraid of this man in her heart.

When she poured red wine on him earlier, would he break her wrist too?
Tang Xinyan quietly hid her hands behind her back. She drooped her thick long eyelashes and stepped back calmly, trying to leave while he was not looking.

Taking two steps back, the man whose eyes never fell on her, looked at her with his black eyes slightly narrowed.

Tang Xinyan's heart skipped a beat.

Even though he just stood there and did nothing, the cold and intimidating aura of a mature man, without anger and prestige, made people daunting.

Those who know the current affairs are Junjie, Tang Xinyan dared not provoke him anymore, she pulled the corners of her lips, and her voice softened a little, "Mr. Okay?" This man is too dangerous, she has to stay away as soon as possible, and don't have any contact in the future.

Mo Chiwei threw away the pocket towel that he had wiped his palms, put his left hand wearing an expensive watch into his trouser pocket, and looked at Tang Xinyan with a clear and cold expression, "Come with me."

Tang Xinyan, "..."

Mo Chiwei took two steps forward, seeing Tang Xinyan standing still, his beautiful sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, "Don't want to?"

The clear voice was somewhat dark and dangerous.

Tang Xinyan looked at the man's dark and narrow eyes like midnight, she pursed her lips, and just about to say something, she heard his indifferent voice, "I didn't want you to sleep with me."

Tang Xinyan had no choice. She took a deep breath and followed the man into an empty box.

After arriving at the box, the man Xin sat on the sofa with a long body, his slender legs elegantly folded together, he lowered his head to light a cigarette, and began to puff.Tang Xinyan stood at the door, she looked at the man's handsome face hidden under the curling mist, she didn't know why he asked her to come here, she really couldn't figure out his deep thoughts.

About 10 minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Tang Xinyan opened the door, and a handsome young man handed her a delicate bag, "Young Master Mo's shirt." After speaking, he left quickly.

Tang Xinyan roughly understood why Mo Chiwei called her here.

She took out a man-made white shirt from the bag, walked up to Mo Chiwei tactfully, "Your clothes."

Mo Chiwei extinguished his cigarette butt, and Xin stood up from the sofa with a tall and straight body.

He didn't take the shirt from Tang Xinyan's hand, his black eyes were fixed on her, "Change with me."

When Tang Xinyan heard this, she secretly despised him in her heart.

It's not that he doesn't have long hands, but he actually asked her to change with him.

"Can I leave after changing shirts with you?" She looked up at him.

The four eyes met, and her delicate and pretty face was reflected in his deep black pupils, making him even more inscrutable.

He pursed his cold thin lips slightly, with the calmness and indifference accumulated in the mall for many years between his brows. Being watched so closely by him, Tang Xinyan's breathing became slightly disordered.

She knew it had nothing to do with love.

In this world, there is always a kind of man who can exude a strong male hormone aura from every look, which makes people confused.

(End of this chapter)