Hidden marriage sweet wife, husband can't help it

Chapter 118 Make a wedding dress for him with your own hands ([-])
When she got off work in the afternoon, Mu Wanqiu found that Huangfu Shaoqing was still busy. Today was her first day at work, but he let her sit idle for a whole day. Apart from listening to gossip, she bought a lot of things online , and those things are all given to one person.

Mu Wanqiu originally wanted to remind Huangfu Shaoqing that it was time to go home from get off work, but when he thought of his saying that he was extremely annoying to her, don't cause him unnecessary trouble, she became angry.

After leaving the company, she remembered that she made an appointment with a tailor online today to learn how to make a suit from him, and she wanted to make a suit for him by herself.

Mu Wanqiu finally found that shop, she never expected that the designer who claimed to be an old tailor on the Internet was a post-[-]s little fresh meat, and he was so handsome that he didn't talk well, and his skin was tenderer than a girl's. It can be broken with a single blow.

Already starting to choose fabrics, Mu Wanqiu still asked in disbelief, "You really know how to make clothes? You're not lying to me, are you?"

The handsome designer stopped what he was doing, looked Mu Wanqiu up and down carefully, then shook his head, and said very seriously, "You are not my type." He gestured with his hands as he spoke, "I prefer women with bumps and curves, at least they can wear the clothes I design to the fullest."

Mu Wanqiu was speechless, being told by a brat that he had no figure? !Although a bad guy once satirized her, but she felt very uncomfortable when she despised such a brat.

"Little brat, how many women have you met who dare to say so arrogantly that my sister has no figure? Let me tell you, my husband praises me for my first-class figure every night."

Mu Wanqiu, by the way, don't you blush when you say this?

Mu Wanqiu swallowed guiltyly, bit her fingers and muttered softly, she just didn't want to lose face too much.

Haha.

The designer of Xiaoxianrou sneered disdainfully, "Do you believe what men say on the bed?! It seems that you not only have no breasts, but you don't even have a good brain."

"Hey, this is a personal attack. Believe it or not, I won't make clothes here anymore. Your price is already much more expensive than others."

The little handsome guy shrugged indifferently, "It doesn't matter, please go ahead."

"I..." She may come because of his family's name, and she will never forget you.

eternal love.

"I don't care about you, a little kid." Mu Wanqiu found a step for herself.

That little kid looked much darker than her, he looked at Mu Wanqiu, just smiled, and found the best piece of cloth in their house, and it was also a piece of cloth that he didn't take out easily.

"This one, it should be quite suitable for your husband."

Mu Wanqiu didn't know much about fabrics, but she believed in the little kid's vision and opinion. After choosing the fabrics, Mu Wanqiu gave the size of Huangfu Shaoqing to the handsome guy. After a while, a complete piece of fabric was in his hands. into pieces of cloth of various shapes.

"What's your name?" Mu Wanqiu asked curiously.

The little handsome guy looked up at her inexplicably, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "You can just call me Shaoxi."

Mu Wanqiu couldn't help laughing, "Relax, I'm still standing at attention."

Shaoxi stopped teasing Mu Wanqiu, and continued with the work in hand. After a while, Mu Wanqiu, who was sewing clothes stitch by stitch, heard him call her, "Mu Wanqiu."

The needle stabbed her fingertip in a jerk, but she didn't care about the pain. She raised her head and stared at Shaoxi, who was still drawing the design seriously, in bewilderment.

"How do you know my name?"

Shaoxi didn't answer her question directly, but said what she wanted to say, "Your husband is going to marry another woman, but you sew a suit for him stitch by stitch. The ability to self-torture is really high."

Is it abusive?In fact, Mu Wanqiu doesn't think so, she feels very happy if she can help her sew a suit by herself, no matter who he will be with in the future, he will be happy, that's all.

"Don't you think I'm selfish? Let him wear the clothes I gave him on his wedding day." Mu Wanqiu smiled wryly.

Shaoxi said like an adult who has experienced a lot, "In fact, there are many ways to love someone besides letting go."

Mu Wanqiu is not stupid, of course she can understand what he said, but between her and Huangfu Shaoqing, there is really no other way but to let go.

That night, she actually chatted with the little kid she didn't like at first all night. She found that Shaoxi, a boy who looked like he was only 20 years old at most, actually saw the world more clearly. She is also thorough.

Before she knew it, it was dawn. Mu Wanqiu was woken up by the alarm clock of her mobile phone. She didn't know how late she was before falling asleep. She only remembered that she and Shaoxi had a very speculative chat last night. Every word he said could speak to her heart.

She looked at the fabric with only one sleeve sewn on in front of her. She was so lazy that when Huangfu Shaoqing got married, she probably could wear a vest at most.

Mu Wanqiu stood in front of the window sill and stretched her waist. She fell asleep lying on the workbench last night, and now she wakes up feeling that all the bones in her body are dislocated, which is very uncomfortable.

There are actually large roses planted outside the window, and this season is when the roses are in full bloom, Mu Wanqiu couldn't help but be fascinated looking at it.

"We spent the night together." In the early morning, a clear voice was as attractive as a newborn sunrise.

Mu Wanqiu turned around and smiled at the clean and fresh Shaoxi, "Handsome guy, then you have to be responsible to me."

"no problem."

The two looked at each other and smiled. It was indeed the first time they met, but they seemed to have known each other for a long time. There was no distance, only casualness.

Regarding Mu Wanqiu's failure to return overnight, Huangfu Shaoqing almost demolished the entire city, and disappeared without a trace without saying hello. He even went to Huo Zimo's hospital in person last night, but he couldn't find it. That woman Mu Wanqiu.

Mu Wanqiu carried the breakfast she bought from Fuji into the president's exclusive elevator. She didn't care what the colleagues around her thought of her. She was the president's special assistant, so it was reasonable to take the president's exclusive elevator.

Just as the elevator door was about to close, Mu Wanqiu stretched his arm in. She was so frightened that she hurriedly pressed the button to open the door. When Huangfu Shaoqing came in safely, "What are you doing? You don't want your hands anymore, you want to be the hero Yang Guo?"

Huangfu Shaoqing didn't even bother to listen to Mu Wanqiu's words, he stood in front of her and stared at her coldly, and said in a cool and angry voice, "Where did you go last night?"

She can't tell him that matter for the time being, she just needs to blink her big eyes, then open her eyes and say nonsense, "Hotel."

Huangfu Shaoqing sneered coldly, exuding a chilly aura all over his body, "Mu Wanqiu, you are doing well."

hotel? !Last night, he asked someone to search all the big and small hotels in the city, but he really couldn't find her, Mu Wanqiu.

Mu Wanqiu was startled by his hostility, just when she was embarrassed and wanted to explain more, Huangfu Shaoqing had already grabbed her slender arm.

He frowned fiercely, his black pupils were deeply condensed, and his low voice sounded like resentment suppressed for a long time, "Aren't you afraid that I won't save your old lover who is still lying in the hospital? Huh?"

Mu Wanqiu only felt a sharp pain in her heart, "Don't be like this, please?" This kind of him made her afraid, made her want to escape, and made her heart ache even more.

The hand clamped on her arm was tightened, and the cold voice was like an ice cellar from a thousand years ago, "Then don't force me."

The elevator door opened, and he left without showing any emotion, leaving Mu Wanqiu alone in the closed space, dazed and dazed.

At noon, Huangfu Shaoqing wanted to go to the east of the city to prepare for the newly developed resort. Mu Wanqiu also knew that there were still many villagers living there. From the current point of view, it was impossible to move. This project was originally because Yan Siqi was too difficult. It was pushed to Huangfu Shaoqing.

"Shall I go with you?" Mu Wanqiu followed Huangfu Shaoqing with the documents in his arms. He walked a little fast, his legs were already long, and his strides were so big that Mu Wanqiu almost trotted to follow him.

Huangfu Shaoqing didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either. Mu Wanqiu took it as his acquiescence, and followed him into the car. After getting in the car, she handed him the information on the resort development project.

Huangfu Shaoqing didn't answer, and leaned lazily on the back of the chair like a king, pinching the space between his eyebrows with one hand, as if he had a headache.

(End of this chapter)