Hidden marriage sweet wife, husband can't help it

Chapter 162 Help Her Warm Her Feet
"Why don't you go?"

"I don't want to go."

She is like a naughty child, more like a cute little woman.

Huangfu Shaoqing didn't speak anymore, she could only hear his deep breathing through the receiver, is he angry?Angry that she was not obedient enough, angry that she stayed at his door and refused to leave.

Mu Wanqiu was weak like a puppy pleasing his master, and begged him nonuo, "Can you not hang up the phone, I'm really afraid, if Tang Fei'er is around, it's inconvenient for you to talk, it's okay if you don't talk , I will not speak, as long as you don't hang up the call."

He really didn't speak anymore, she smiled, and tears followed the arc of her mouth, and fell.

"Click." There was a sound, the sound of the iron door being opened by remote control.

Mu Wanqiu squinted his eyes, staring blankly at the slowly opening door, his low and hoarse voice came from the phone receiver, "Come in."

The tone was completely commanding, but Mu Wanqiu didn't dislike him talking to her like this at all, she wanted to stand up stupidly, and ran inside desperately.

It may be that my legs have become numb after squatting for too long, or it may be that it is too cold and my feet are frozen.

She hammered her ankle hard with her frozen hands and managed to stand up. She was really afraid that the door opened for her would be closed if she was delayed for a second.

Every movement of her, getting up with difficulty, and her frozen body, all fell into his eyes, and the center of her brows was already twisted into a deep river.

After entering the yard, the door inside had already been unlocked. She walked into the house smoothly, and the heater inside rushed towards her. Breathing the warm air, she felt her whole body warm up in an instant.

Standing at the door, she looked around like a thief. Huangfu Shaoqing was sitting on the European-style sofa in a smoky gray home dress, looking in her direction coldly and calmly.

At the moment when the four eyes met, Mu Wanqiu felt her heart thumping and beating vigorously. She licked her lips nervously and walked in small steps, every step Very light and careful.

When she was about to reach the living room, she asked him in a low voice, "Is Tang Fei'er asleep?"

Huangfu Shaoqing sneered mockingly, seeing each other in four years, she has no other skills, but the skill of stealing people is practice makes perfect.

He didn't answer her question that didn't need to be answered at all, he patted the seat beside her with his big palm, "Come and sit here."

Domineering and undeniable, deterrent like an emperor.

Mu Wanqiu pouted, a little timid in her heart, but since he asked her to sit there, she sat there obediently, who made him a patient, even in her heart she hoped to sit with him. Closer, even if she is complacent, it's not too obvious on the surface.

Sitting next to him, she realized that it was only three days since I saw him. He had lost a lot of weight and haggarded a lot. He was really sick. His face was dark and sallow, and he was still having a high fever.

She stared at his side face without hesitation, he was thinner, the edges and corners became more distinct, the bridge of the nose was straighter, the stubble was a bit darker, and even those deep obsidian eyes seemed to have lost what they should have. Sheen through.

Mu Wanqiu only felt that his heart felt very uncomfortable for a moment, his eyes were sour, as if something was about to flow down uncontrollably.

She felt distressed and wanted to put her hand on his forehead to try, whether her body temperature was still high, but as soon as her hand was in the air, he opened it indifferently.

Mu Wanqiu felt aggrieved, endured the tears rolling in her eyes, and said distressedly, "I just want to try, do you still have a fever?"

Huangfu Shaoqing ignored her words, bent over, lifted her feet on the carpet with both hands, and put them on his lap authoritatively, without saying anything, he took off the snow boots on her feet up.

"What are you going to do?" Mu Wanqiu didn't resist, but he didn't know what he wanted to do with this series of actions with a sullen face.

He hasn't answered Mu Wanqiu's doubts yet, he has already taken off the cotton socks on his feet, and his icy cold feet inadvertently touched his scorching palm, warming her heart a tingling sensation.

In the next second, her feet, which were colder than ice cubes, were already placed on his warm abdomen, and Mu Wanqiu shrank back suddenly in fright. Maybe he had realized that she would hide, and his overbearing hands were in the shackles. Her ankles, don't allow her to dodge.

It was really warm, very warm, so warm that she wanted to shed tears, and so warm that her heart ached unbearably.

She said in a crying voice, "Don't be like this, I'm not cold." With big watery eyes, she looked at him with guilt, regret and distress.

Huangfu Shaoqing didn't look up at her, but leaned back on the back of the sofa as if very tired, took a deep breath, rested his head on the pillow, and closed his eyes slightly.

Mu Wanqiu still wanted to take back his cold feet, but he heard him say in a hoarse voice, "Don't move, this will lower my body temperature, so you can treat it as my fever."

Hearing what he said, Mu Wanqiu felt even more uncomfortable. He was clearly trying to help her warm her feet, yet he insisted on being so duplicity.

The moonlight outside the window softly sprinkled on the sofa in the living room, and the body of the man and the woman seemed to be coated with a halo of blur. She sat there, staring at the man she had missed for four years with moist eyes. His feet were placed on his warm stomach, and he was lying there quietly and half-lying, his eyes closed slightly, and his thin lips slightly pursed...

In fact, he doesn't want much, so that's good, really, enough, simple is good, but this simple is such a luxury for them.

Mu Wanqiu looked like a child who did something wrong, with her head bowed, her cold hands clasped together, the mixed feelings in her heart made her want to cry, she wanted to hide in his warm arms, and cry a lot.

Not to cry about missing him in the past four years, but to cry about his unspoken love for her in the past so many years.

She dug her nails on her fingertips in self-blame, and she murmured in a low voice as if talking to herself, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

The fault was that she didn't understand his heart at the beginning, the fault was that she didn't take her own heart seriously at that time, the fault was that after four years, she came back again, the fault was that she still wanted to love him, and continued to love him.

Huangfu Shaoqing, who had his eyes closed, frowned, was it wrong?Who was wrong among them, and when did they start to be wrong?
Right, their first meeting was already a mistake, he shouldn't have jumped into the lake to save her regardless of his life, he shouldn't have allowed her to be a runaway bride, he shouldn't have married a woman he didn't love for her .

What could be done?All this, he never regretted.

She's picking her fingers again, doesn't it hurt?Stupid, fool, he will feel bad.

The big hand held her little hand, it was still very cold and icy, he held it tighter, bowed slightly forward, and said in a very displeased tone, "Can your paws be any cooler?"

This man... what is a claw?Is he an animal?Well, it can be considered an advanced animal.

The little feet covering his warm belly scratched his sensitive waist punishingly, pouted and said aggrievedly, "If you hadn't been refusing to open the door for me, would I have been frozen like this?"

That being said, there is no blame at all, it's more like acting like a baby.

Huangfu Shaoqing, who was leaning on the back of the sofa, slightly opened his beautiful and charming eyes and stared at her, not displeased, but helpless, helpless to the coquettish woman in front of him.

Mu Wanqiu bent over and leaned into his arms, "Do you live here by yourself? Do you live separately from Tang Fei'er?"

She was curious, and she had a guilty conscience of being a thief from the very beginning when she came in, but it was impossible for Tang Fei'er to be here if he warmed her hands and feet like this.

Her question made him very angry. What did she think of herself?What do you take him for?This brainless stupid woman.

Huangfu Shaoqing said coldly and angrily, "Don't care about your business."

Mu Wanqiu pouted and didn't care about his coldness, and continued to ask him many things, "Is there no nanny to take care of you? Do you cook for yourself?"

She didn't have too many thoughts, she just wanted to know more about this man who always kept his thoughts in his heart.

He ignored her this time and refused to answer with silence.

Mu Wanqiu tugged at his sleeves with small hands, "You live in such a big house by yourself, don't you think it's too empty? If it's empty, you'll feel lonely, don't you think?"

When did she become so talkative? What did that guy Yan Siqi say to her?
Huangfu Shaoqing opened his eyes, his eyes were not so sharp, maybe he was really uncomfortable, which made him feel tired even talking.

He looked at Mu Wanqiu who was like a curious baby indifferently, "Mu Wanqiu."

"En." Mu Wanqiu waited for him to speak with great interest.

He said, "Keep your mouth shut, or get out of my house."

Did he not like her coming?Do you have to drive her away in the middle of the night?

Really, if she had the little temper she used to have, she would definitely turn around and leave without looking back, as if someone cared about him and refused to leave, although, indeed, she really wanted to stay at his house and not leave.

"I'll start moving in with you tomorrow." She said suddenly, she was very serious, not a question, she had clearly made such a decision in her heart.

After finishing speaking, she nodded firmly to her proposal.

Is your heart moving?

Are you moved?

When you heard her say these words, Huangfu Shaoqing, why is your heart jumping with joy and wanting to nod so much.

But what about reality?Is it allowed?

Mu Wanqiu, did you drink too much?Your mind is so blurry, did you forget what you said tonight when it dawns tomorrow?
"Mu Wanqiu." He stared at her deeply, his brows slightly frowned.

"Hmm." Looking at each other, she was more frank, showing her heart of wanting to be with him frankly to him.

I only heard him say coldly and with displeasure, "As I said, I'm not interested in married women. Even if I really need to find a lover, it's not you."

This is considered a rejection, yes, the request to live together was rejected coldly.

But it doesn't matter, she has to work harder, work harder to let him bring that deep heart back to the original point bit by bit.

She was not angry or sad and continued to lean against him, playing with his big hand with her two small hands, she continued to talk.

(End of this chapter)