Doting Wife Excessively: President Tsundere, stop!

Chapter 312 Hold her, kiss her, and take advantage of her...

It was the first time for Qin Huanxi to enter Xiao Moqian's study.

When she hadn't resolved the misunderstanding with him before, she stayed in the bedroom all the time.

Afterwards, the misunderstanding was resolved, but many changes occurred, which prevented her from fully integrating into his world.

It was the first time she had seen such a huge and weird painting.

There is no artistry, and it is impossible to tell which master it came from.

In such an important place as Xiao Moqian's study, the things used must be extraordinary, right?
Seeing the little woman's eyes lingering behind him, Xiao Moqian looked sideways, and saw the bed sheet he brought back from the hotel when he and her were together for the first time.

At that time, he specially asked Xiao Ran to frame the bed sheets.

Every time he sees it, he can think of the beauty of that day.

Qin Huan saw that Xiao Moqian also turned around, pointed at the painting tremblingly, and asked, "Xiao Moqian, what do I think, this painting is very strange, is there blood on it?"

No matter how she looked at it, she didn't think it was painted with paint.

"Ok!"

Although the man answered softly, in this empty and quiet study, Qin Huanxi could hear clearly.

real!of!yes!Blood!

Qin Huanhuan's bright eyes widened. What is Xiao Moqian doing hanging a bloody painting in the study?
He...he, shouldn't it be?

In Qin Huan's mind, he made up the picture of Xiao Moqian killing someone and keeping it as a souvenir.

Thinking about it, I suddenly shivered.

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Moqian said suddenly, rubbing her hair.

"Ah!" Qin Huanxi, who was immersed in his own thoughts, was taken aback by his actions.

Looking at her expression, Xiao Moqian knew that she was thinking wildly.

The thin lips evoked a helpless smile.

This little woman is good at everything, but she loves to think too much.

With a smile on his face, he said lightly, "Want to know whose blood is on it?"

Qin Huan nodded desperately, his eyes were full of your desire to speak quickly, to speak quickly.

The smile on Xiao Moqian's face was even bigger. This little woman is really curious. I thought she would be afraid.

He raised his thin lips, and said each word with a pause, "The blood on this is yours."

After the words fell, Qin Huanhuan's eyes widened with a surprised expression.

"You you you..." Qin Huan pointed at him, "Why are you so perverted!"

No wonder, no wonder she thought the painting was weird at first sight.

This, couldn't it be the blood she shed the first time with him?
Xiao Moqian's dark eyes were deep, like bright stars, his voice, with an uncontrollable smile, approached Qin Huanxi, "I have something even more perverted, do you want to try it?"

"No."

Qin Huanxi reacted violently and directly pushed Xiao Moqian away.

She was in a complicated mood, and she didn't know whether she should be happy or dislike Xiao Moqian.

How could anyone... treasure such a thing like a famous painting?
Moreover, it is still hanging in such a conspicuous position...

"Huanhuan." Xiao Moqian approached her suddenly, the breath sprayed on her face while speaking, "This is our memory, don't you like it?"

Ghosts like it!
Qin Huanhuan rolled his eyes again.

The man didn't wait for her to respond this time, and directly hugged her up again.

The blood in his body has been on a rampage for a long time.

When he hadn't tried it before, he hadn't thought about it.

But ever since he met Qin Huanxi frankly, he couldn't restrain himself. He always wanted to hug her, kiss her, and take advantage of her...

　Went to dinner today, even later!

　　Thanks to the little cuties who voted for me.

　　


(End of this chapter)