Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 3 His little wife is a little different

On the edge of the dark marble bar counter, on a high chair, a tall and dignified man leaned on the bar counter with one hand and held a wine glass in the other. His slender legs wrapped in black trousers naturally overlapped, indescribably noble grace.

A pair of ink-stained black eyes fell on her body following the sound, and then the corners of her brows furrowed indistinctly.

Mu Ge tightly tightened the bag in her hand, and then exhaled indiscriminately, secretly thankful that she was prepared when she went out, otherwise she would have been caught today.

Pushing the mirror frame on the bridge of the nose, Mu Zhenge came in after changing into slippers, and said as he walked, "You're back."

It was as clear and cold as two years without any ups and downs in the tone.

Huo Yichen didn't answer, just glanced at her lightly, and finally his eyes fell on her face, as if he was examining something.

Mu Zhenge felt uncomfortable when he saw him, and thought to himself that he didn't see anything, so he heard a voice that was as mellow as fine wine.

"Going to be a thief?"

"Ah?" Mu Zhenge reacted purely on instinct, and then stepped forward with a flattering face, regardless of whether his current attire was unappetizing, "Are you a heart thief?" his chest.

Huo Yichen lowered his eyes to look at the messy hands on his chest, his eyes darkened, his mind flashed to the alluring figure he saw in the imperial palace tonight, he put down his wine glass and immediately took her into his arms .

I don't know whether it's a guilty conscience or something, looking at Huo Yichen approaching, Mu Geunge unconsciously pursed the corners of his mouth, and the clear pupils under the black frame flashed the dark light, and then leaned against his arms, covering his eyes. Natural countenance.

Jin Yaoyao, if you don't share half of my property after the divorce, we will break up!

I haven't done any "bad things" in two years of marriage. If I do it today, I will catch my bag.

Huo Yichen hugged her and sat down beside her, his sharp eyes were like gamma rays, and his bony long fingers pinched her chin, "What are you doing out at night?"

Mu Ge's heart skipped a beat, but her face was full of innocence and innocence, "I just met my classmates."

"Male classmate?" Huo Yichen raised the hand holding her chin, forcing her to look at him, her eyes staring at the black-rimmed glasses felt more and more obtrusive.He reached out his hand to take it off, but Mu Geange avoided it wittily.

"It's a female classmate. Is the third young master jealous?" Mu Geunge despised herself for three seconds in her heart, and then continued to coquettishly say in that goosebump-like voice: "Without glasses, people can't see my husband clearly. "

Huo Yichen raised his handsome brows lightly when he heard this, and seeing that she was supposed to be pretty at this moment but because of this "scary" look, his eyes darkened a bit, "Are you short-sighted?"

Mu Geunge was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly, and even put on her glasses in a pretentious manner.

In Jin Yaoyao's words, "Your eyesight is high-definition and uncensored, who are you going to lie to wearing this?"

Of course it's the third young master of her family.From the first time I met the third young master of his family, apart from being very satisfied with her "obedient and well-behaved", she has now looked like this.

As long as you persist for one year, you can persist for one year.

"How many degrees?" The hoarse and sexy voice sounded again.

Mu Ge was stunned again, the astonishment in her eyes could not be blocked under the black-rimmed glasses, her crimson lips parted slightly, and her breath was like blue, with a little fragrance.

Mu Ge's heart was a little fuzzy, how could a man who hadn't been interested in anything about him for the past two years have so many problems tonight?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!With San Shao's intelligence, he wouldn't see anything, right?

Huo Yichen looked at the past two years in front of him, would a woman who would not change her face even if Mount Tai collapsed would panic sometimes?
The bottom of the eyes as deep as the sea flashed secretly, Huo Yichen pursed his lips playfully, a handsome face was almost pressed against her face, and his low, hoarse and sexy voice shamelessly touched someone's heartstrings, "I'm hungry."

The sudden reversal made Mu Geunge, who wanted to continue lying, stunned for a moment, and then pretended to go to the kitchen, "I'm going to cook you food now."

Faintly, Mu Geunge feels that Huo Yichen is very dangerous today.

But as soon as he moved his feet, his waist was grabbed by someone. Huo Yichen's delicate chin rested on her shoulder, and the tangy fragrance of shower gel made him close his eyes comfortably, whispering softly and sexy, "I'm hungry, very hungry."

The thin lips were already pressed against her neck, and the tip of the fiery tongue teased her sensitive nerves.

If Mu Geunge didn't know what his phrase "very hungry" meant, it would be a waste of her 180 IQ.

The corner of his mouth twitched almost inaudibly, and his body stiffened uncontrollably.Even though she had been intimate many times before, Mu Geunge still couldn't accept him calmly.

But she also knew that she was not qualified to refuse.

Try to accept it as relaxed as possible, but when the man's big palm with well-defined bones landed on her waist, she couldn't help holding it, her voice was soft and shy, "Go back to the room... go back to the room, okay?"

Every time, she would ask to be in the room and turn off all the lights, as if trying to cover up something?
Huo Yichen raised his eyes and looked at her thoughtfully. His elegant and dignified handsome face made it impossible to see his emotions, but the inexplicable Mu Jinge felt his heart constricted, and then his body suddenly got up, and he saw Huo Yichen hugged her up without a word, and walked quickly to the master bedroom on the second floor.

Entering the bedroom, before Mu Zhenge could speak, the man could not wait to kiss her lips, and without giving her any chance to say "no", he attacked the city forcefully.

Knowing that tonight was doomed, Mu Geenge made psychological achievements over and over again. She didn't know why the calm and elegant man was so eager tonight. The image is completely different.

After Huo Yichen decided to let her go, Mu Geinge had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Staring at her sweat-soaked face, with messy makeup and hair sticking to her face, Huo Yichen frowned in disgust.I don't understand how I was able to eat just now, and I ate quite happily.

He took out a wet tissue from the head of the bed and dabbed it on her face, wiping off all the things that were bothering her eyes.

Mu Ge, who was in a daze, felt something disturbing, her brows were tightly frowned, and she waved impatiently, she underestimated something, turned around to avoid the disturbing thing, and continued Fall asleep deeply.

Huo Yichen lowered his eyes to look at the back of his hand that was red from being photographed, and then looked at the shoulder-length short hair that seemed unreal now, his quiet phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

——Little white-eyed wolf!

The big palm with well-defined joints stretched out to the short hair that became more and more unpleasing to the eye...

The hand stopped suddenly, and a pleasant music bell sounded from the floor not far away.

Standing up, picked out a nightgown and put it on, Huo Yichen picked up the pants on the ground and took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket to connect.

"Boss, I got what you asked for. Is it going to be sent to you now?" A very respectful voice said.

Huo Yichen turned his eyes and glanced at Mu Ge, who was sleeping like a pig, and ordered coldly, "Send me an email."

"Yes."

After cutting off the phone, Huo Yichen walked directly to the study next door.

Turn on the notebook, turn it on and log in to the mailbox. An unread email will be sent tens of seconds ago.

Ruyu slid her fingertips lightly, clicked on it, and when the screen went dark, there was a burst of colorful light flickering.

There were feasting, handsome men and beautiful women, and the most conspicuous one was the flirtatious beauty in leather clothes and waist-length hair.

It was the video of Mu Geunge appearing in the corridor of the ground not long ago.

Often only a few minutes, read quickly.

Huo Yichen was sitting on the executive chair, with his legs crossed, his chin in one hand, and a playful curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His little wife seemed a little different.

(End of this chapter)