The emperor's wife is addicted to seducing his wife: his ex-wife is captured

Chapter 92 On Young Master Mu's Mood
With hurried steps, Mu Shao was a little out of breath when he walked in front of Jun Ling, "Jun Ling!"

"Huh?" Miss Jun was leisurely, still leaning quietly on the pillar, stuffing popcorn into her mouth unhurriedly, and occasionally stuffing it for Zhuo Tianhao who was next to her.

Just as Zhuo Tianhao took the popcorn from Jun Ling, before he put it in his mouth, he felt a burst of coldness. He looked up and saw that Mu Shao was staring at him coldly. He waved his hand, "Don't, don't look at me, I'm just acting as a background wall, yes, a background wall!"

Jun Ling rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Is the background wall of your house like this? Do you treat Young Master Mu as a suckling child?"

Well, let alone a three-year-old child, he degenerates directly to breastfeeding!

Mu Shaocheng couldn't help but tore off Jun Ling's suit jacket, but Jun Ling didn't move, allowing him to tear off the jacket and throw it directly on Zhuo Tianhao, "It doesn't matter if Master Zhuo wants to play, you better find out if this person is you I can move!"

Zhuo Tianhao pretended to be scared and shook his shoulders, "Yo yo, you scared the baby to death, please don't be so serious, Young Master Mu. Jun Ling is just wearing the label of Mu Shaocheng's wife, and he didn't say anything. It must be your woman, isn't your woman inside."

He pointed to Bai Shiyu standing inside a floor-to-ceiling window, and seemed to say in a harmless tone: Everyone in Jiangzhou knows that the person you like, Young Master Mu, is Bai Shiyu, not your wife Jun Ling. !
Mu Shaocheng's expression darkened immediately, and he grabbed Jun Ling's shoulders and brought her into his arms, "My wife is the only woman, you'd better..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly. He frowned and lowered his head. Only then did he realize that Jun Ling's body was cold, and his gloomy face suddenly turned a little cold. He looked at Jun Ling displeasedly: "What's going on? ?”

While talking, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket to make a call, "Lin Chuan drove the car to the hotel entrance and turned on the heat."

Jun Ling watched him take off his coat and put it on himself before saying, "It's nothing, it's just that someone accidentally poured a glass of wine, it's been resolved."

"You... why don't you talk when you're so cold?" After speaking, he felt that rushing up to act like a baby when he saw him was really not something Jun Ling could do, so he simply sighed, "You..."

"Isn't it because I was so busy watching the show that I forgot about my own business?" Jun Ling stuck out his tongue, as if he didn't care.

Frowning tighter and tighter, Mu Shaocheng bent over to help her fasten the buttons, "Go home first, and I'll take care of the rest."

After finishing speaking, he stopped entangled with Zhuo Tianhao, turned around and left with his arms around Jun Ling's shoulders, and within two steps, he heard footsteps behind him, accompanied by a soft voice: "Ah Cheng!"

Mu Shaocheng's steps beside him stopped, Jun Ling stopped and turned around to look, Bai Shiyu's eyes fell on the hands that they held together, Jun Ling still didn't move, but he felt that he was being held more strongly some.

"Ah Cheng, can't we really be together again?"

Jun Ling lowered his head slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, should this be called a stalker?Or should it be said that the infatuation does not change?
"Yes." Mu Shaocheng said.

The simple and crisp words seemed to have broken all of Bai Shiyu's fantasies, Jun Ling shrugged and muttered in a low voice, "It's really unfeeling!"

The next moment, she felt the man shake her hand harder as punishment, and bared her teeth, she said to Bai Shiyu: "Miss Bai, if you have time, you might as well go to the party and have a look. I thought a lady might need your help."

Bai Shiyu was taken aback for a moment, as if surprised by her gentle words, but she didn't expect that Mu Shaocheng would suddenly hug Jun Ling in the next second, "Miss Bai, I have something to do with my wife, so I will take my leave first."

After speaking, he turned around neatly with Jun Ling in his arms, and strode away, not at all procrastinating.

Bai Shiyu stared at Mu Shaocheng and Jun Ling's leaving back in bewilderment, the tears in her eyes shed for whom.

The flower of love sometimes doesn't bloom for your infatuated waiting. Some people's flowers are destined to bloom only for certain people. It's a pity that Bai Shiyu doesn't understand this truth.

"It's a good show?" Mu Shaocheng put down the fender and unbuttoned his suit as soon as he got into the car with Jun Ling in his arms. He pulled out a towel from somewhere to help Jun Ling wipe it off.

"Unfortunately, it's a pantomime." Jun Ling's tone was more regretful, as if there was no trace of jealousy or anger.

Mu Shaocheng frowned, his hands paused, "You can't..."

"Your matter is really settled?" The tie on the chest was suddenly grabbed by a small white hand, pulling him to lean in his direction. There is not much space in the carriage. The people got closer, and Miss Jun still didn't think it was enough, so she pulled on the tie and pulled it again and again.

Mu Shaocheng was pulled so hard that he couldn't breathe, so he simply raised his hand to loosen his tie, and then nodded seriously, "It's settled."

"Then what if I say that you are not allowed to see her in the future?"

Mu Shaocheng was taken aback, and unconsciously clenched the towel in his hand, "Are you jealous?"

"Answer the question!" Jun Ling said threateningly as he tightened his tie again.

"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult." Mu Shaocheng didn't hide anything, and explained seriously: "After all, she has been with me for so many years. If there is someone who needs my help in the future, I can't stand by and do nothing."

"Hmph!" Jun Ling snorted coldly, "You're not afraid of me being angry if you tell the truth?"

"If I don't tell the truth, I will let you know when the time comes, and you will be even angrier."

"..."

Mu Shaocheng was quite uneasy, looked at Jun Ling's expressionless face, and said, "I'm so angry...uh..."

The lips suddenly bumped against the soft lips, and before it could react, there was a tingling pain, and the bloody taste began to spread on the lips.

Jun Ling snorted, turned his head away arrogantly, moved his body away, grabbed the towel from his hand and began to wipe it himself.

Touching his blood-stained lips, Mu Shaocheng smiled wryly. Is this the price of telling the truth, or should it be a surprise?After all, this was Jun Ling's first "kiss" on his own initiative.

"Are you really angry?" He leaned over and rubbed her head, knowing that she didn't like such a formal dress, so he took the initiative to let her long hair down.

Jun Ling shook his head, "It says in the book that there is no true friendship between a man and a woman, it's either the beginning of love or the remnant of love, Young Master Mu, what do you think is between you and your little Qingmei?"

Her serious and innocent eyes did not seem to be angry at all, but rather seemed to be confused due to not understanding the question.

Mu Shaocheng: "..."

When he once again lamented his endless pursuit of his wife, Mu Shao helped her button up again and said, "It doesn't count."

"..." Jun Ling froze, and suddenly wanted to ask him, if it really doesn't count, then what are the seven years you spent together?

At this moment, Jun Ling suddenly realized that people who break into the forbidden area of ​​love will be like this, happy for him, worried about him, and even feel sad for a long time because of his casual words.

As if knowing what she was thinking, Young Master Mu sighed, and stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, "Jun Ling, sometimes I don't know how to tell you about my past, my feelings seem to be locked in The most secure safe in the world, you are my key, only you have this magical power, no one else can."

Jun Ling raised her head and looked at him. From her perspective, it seemed that she could only see his firm chin and the trembling of his Adam's apple in his voice. For a moment, she only felt sexy.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, until when they were about to get home, Mu Shaocheng suddenly asked, "What's the matter with Zhuo Tianhao? Why are you with him?"

"By chance."

"..."

Mu Shaocheng gritted his teeth. He hated these four words. The last time he met at night, he could still say that he met by chance. This time, he must go and find out why the party sent an invitation letter to Zhuo Tianhao. .

Unexpectedly, when he was gnashing his teeth, he heard Miss Jun say in a light tone, "I'll ask Ling Zichen later, it's not a big deal who is watching the fun, it's obvious that Miss Bai is studying abroad, and she went out of her way to send an invitation letter." , is really too ignorant."

Mu Shaocheng: "..." This guy is fine!
It was not too late to return to the villa, but around 09:30, the two got out of the car, and Mu Shaocheng hurried upstairs. When Jun Ling changed his shoes and went upstairs, he saw Mu Shao coming out of her room. She raised her eyebrows, and heard him say, "I put hot water on it. It's been cold recently. You take a bath, and I'll go get something to eat."

A little surprised at his thoughtfulness, seeing that the man had already stuffed the change of clothes into her hands, Jun Ling couldn't help laughing, "Young Master Mu, it's not bad, but I'm curious, what kind of mood do you use to be here?" I choose my underwear from my closet."

"Damn!" Mu Shaocheng cursed in a low voice, and instantly felt the wound on his lips hurt even more. "I want to know what mood I am in. I will sleep in this room at night. You should feel it well. Now go in and give me a bath!"

Throwing her into the bathroom, the frosted door slammed shut, I could only vaguely see someone shaking, but I couldn't see it clearly when I looked closely, but my mind was thinking about that person like a demon How undressed and untied, how delicate and soft is that body...

"Fuck, I'll go cook."

Scratching his hair with a headache, Mu Shaolian took a deep breath and walked outside resignedly.

Jun Ling was in a great mood, humming a song, took off her clothes and jumped into the bathtub. The large bathtub even allowed her to swim. Hearing the sound of the door closing, she thought of the distraught look on Young Master Mu's face before entering the door. She smiled even more heartily.

Downstairs, Mu Shaocheng made a phone call while cooking, "Deputy Bureau Li asked me out? What time?"

Jiang Xiaoshan on the other end of the phone said hurriedly: "Tomorrow morning, he seems to be in a hurry."

"No time to."

Jiang Xiaoshan is also very hard-working, not to mention she has to work in the middle of the night, Mr. Mu, you obviously don't want to see her, and you still ask me about the knitting time.

(End of this chapter)