CEO Loves Wife Everyday

Lu Xuan sighed. Just after taking a bath, the doorbell rang.

I wonder who will come here so late. Lu Xuan is wiping his hair with a towel in one hand. As soon as he opens the door, he is surprised by the cold pride of the man in front of him.

Lu Xuan doesn't talk to Zhan Beirong. He knows what his intention is. His hand is still on the doorknob. They look at each other with four eyes. Neither of them speaks.

Before long, Zhan Beirong pushed Lu Xuan away without saying a word, and walked to the inside.

"Fight Beirong!" Lu Xuan is a little angry about Zhan Beirong's behavior. As a president, can he break into other people's houses like this?

"It turns out that Zhan's president has the habit of breaking into other people's homes in the middle of the night." Lu xuandang in front of Zhan Beirong, face stiff said, words are full of irony and provocation.

Zhan Beirong scanned the living room, did not see the figure of Mu Metasequoia, and immediately fixed his eyes on the guest room whose door had been opened in front of the left.

When he saw Lu Xuan's eyes and unhappy face, Zhan Beirong's frosty face was even colder, and his thin lips slowly lifted.

"What's your purpose in bringing her here?" Every word, no politeness.

Zhan Beirong's deep and dark eyes scan Lu Xuan's appearance in his pajamas. The next second, the fist in his hand unconsciously grasps it tightly.

Zhan Beirong ignores Lu Xuan and walks toward the guest room with long legs. When seeing Mu Shuishan lying on the bed drunk, he turns around and gives Lu Xuan a punch.

According to Zhan Beirong's idea, it's not good to be alone in a room! What's more, at the moment, the Mu Metasequoia is drunk and has no thoughts at all.

Lu Xuan didn't expect that Zhan Beirong would suddenly wave a fist at him. In addition, Zhan Beirong didn't have a soft heart. Lu Xuan suddenly fell on the table, touched the corner of his mouth with his hand, and immediately got up and gave Zhan Beirong a fist again.

"Zhan Beirong! You are so unreasonable! You don't deserve a shirt at all Lu Xuan is full of anger toward the war North Rong shouts a way, and usually that image is completely different. At the thought of this man being so overbearing and unreasonable, Lu Xuan is extremely dissatisfied with him.

"You'd better die thinking about her!" Zhan Beirong doesn't start with Lu Xuan any more, but stares at Lu Xuan with an imperative tone, which is full of anger.

Lu Xuan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. He didn't pay attention to Zhan Beirong at all.

"I thought about giving up on her before. Now, it's impossible!"

Lu Xuan can accept Mu Shuishan and other men together, but can't accept Mu Shuishan and this kind of man together.

Hegemony, selfishness, indifference, ruthlessness, extreme emotions

These extremely biased and cold words are Lu Xuan's impression of Zhan Beirong.

"In those days when I was involved, you didn't have time. In the future, I will continue to be with her. " Lu Xuan see war North Rong did not speak, continue to say word by word.

Zhan Beirong's handsome and indifferent face didn't have any waves. He gently raised his mouth with a bit of fun, and his cold eyes slowly opened his mouth: "then you try."

With that, Zhan Beirong turned around and picked up Mu Shuishan, who was lying on the bed. He frowned and looked at the woman who didn't know anything“ I want to sleep. Don't touch me This sudden embrace, body hanging in mid air, Mu Metasequoia some displeasure, casually patted Zhan Beirong.

"Don't move!" Zhan Beirong is in a bad mood. He obviously feels the wine smell of the woman in his arms. He says to Mu Shuishan without pity.

Lu Xuan stands on one side, Junlang's face is helpless and unhappy.

He wants to take her away, at least now he has no way.

Mu Shuishan admitted in his heart that Zhan Beirong was aloof but as cold as frost.

Looking at Zhan Beirong's arrogant and invincible figure, Lu Xuan hammers hard at the wall. The calm sea in his heart sets off a surge of waves,

It's just that he didn't expect that Zhan Beirong had all kinds of serious hobbies. Most of the time, he didn't do anything and showed no obvious performance. This is often the most terrible thing.

After the calm of the storm, than those suddenly more people caught off guard, hard to accept.

The next day, Mu Shuishan woke up from sleep. He had a bad headache. He held his forehead with one hand. It seemed that he had drunk too much yesterday. He didn't even know how he was drunk.

Mu Shuishan slowly opened his eyes, leaving only a thin gap to look at the ceiling above his head.

In the summer of July, the sun has already risen, shining all over the earth.

Mu Shuishan side head, one eye then saw the back to her Zhan Beirong.

Zhan Beirong is smoking in front of the French window. He just looks at his back and thinks that his face should be clean and handsome, but his tall back is lonely and proud.

Mu Shuishan didn't speak. She just stared at Zhan Beirong's back. She was fascinated by what he said last night. She remembered that she was eating and drinking with Lin Yue at the stall last night. Later, she didn't remember much. She seemed to see Lu Xuan's shadow. She didn't remember when Zhan Beirong appeared. Mu Shuishan has a headache. He stands up in his slippers and doesn't dare to talk to Zhan Beirong. He is afraid that he will scold himself because he was drunk last night. After hearing the movement behind him, Zhan Beirong slowly pretended to be over and looked at the woman quietly without saying a word“ I... yesterday... "Mu Shuishan side head, whispered. Zhan Beirong held the cigarette between his fingers and said, "well." Mu Shuishan saw Zhan Beirong smoking there in the morning. He didn't know what was wrong with him. Did he smoke again? Or was it because... I drank yesterday and I was not happy? Mu Shuishan walked towards Zhan Beirong with some trepidation, and took the cigarette from his hand without hesitation. "I smoke in the morning, so I'm not afraid of pneumonia?" As soon as the cigarette was twisted off, Zhan Beirong held her from behind. Suddenly, Mu Shuishan felt strange and at a loss“ What's the matter? " Mu Shuishan turned around and slightly looked up at the man who was not in a good mood in front of him“ What happened to the company? " Mu Shuishan saw that Zhan Beirong didn't say a word. This idea came out of his mind and asked tentatively. Mu Shuishan opened his eyes, and found that Zhan Beirong's mouth had a trace of cyan, as if he had been beaten. He couldn't help touching, "what's the matter with you? Didn't you fall to the ground in the middle of the night? Or was it beaten? It's not right. Who else dares to do it to you? " Zhan Beirong doesn't speak. After staring at Mu Shuishan for a while, without saying a word, he bows his head and kisses Mu Shuishan. He looks like a dragonfly skimming the water. He gently makes Mu Shuishan doubt whether this man is really Zhan Beirong“ I didn't brush my teeth. " After a while, Mu Metasequoia ghost very evil scenery said, especially want to laugh. Zhan Beirong frowned and looked at Mu Shuishan. This woman was always so surprised.