Chief husband, strong love!

Mu Beichen stood by the tea table. The light made his shadow fall on the tea table. His face was against the light.

The bottle of medicinal wine just dropped was tilted to one side. The bottle broke and spilled out.

Su Yan just watched the amber liquid fall.

"What the hell are you doing?" The man's voice is low and steady, but it shows great pressure.

Mu Beishen's expression seemed unchanged, still as light as smoke and cloud, which made people feel elusive and profound.

But the black eyes staring at her are as cold as the water in the deep pool.

Men who rarely get angry even have some signs of anger.

"You said you would live in another place." Mu Beishen glanced at her face that can make many men crazy. "This is the way you live well? Why can't you do it? You have to go to that place?"

"Didn't you also say that this face can be valuable." Su Yan's finger slid gently across his cheek, "I really can't think of any other way, and I can't get through anything. If you hadn't * * me at last, maybe I'd be worth more than this face."

The last sentence clearly meant that it completely angered him.

Mu Beishen's eyes looked at her motionless, as if the green tendons on his forehead burst out.

Su Yan's eyes finally moved to him and smiled lightly, "president Mu, what's the matter? If it's all right, I'll go."

"Try and see if you can get out of this door today."

She stopped suddenly.

"Then I'll have a rest first." Without another look at Mu Beishen, she turned and entered the room.

He unconsciously squeezed his fists very tightly until she disappeared from sight.

Mu Bei lowered his head and distinguished the waves of his emotions from his stiff fingers.

He closed his eyes for a moment, then calmed down again and called someone in to clean.

When he came out after taking a bath, there was no shadow of Su Yan in the bedroom of the suite.

She found a quilt, slept on the sofa and carried him on her back.

All the lights in the living room are off, only a little light on the other side of the room.

He went to the living room and watched her breathe steadily. He only stood for a moment and finally went back to his room.

*

The next morning, Mu Beishen came out of the room. Su Yan sat on the sofa and turned through the magazine.

He looked at her, she was still in that dress, and sent a message to his subordinates.

Before long, the subordinate sent a suit of clothes.

In a low voice, "the plane is ready and Mu Xier is still there. There is no problem this time. But in order to avoid long dreams, we should start back to Victoria city. The group of people yesterday seemed to be looking for someone. They just encountered some obstacles and failed to disperse their energy."

Mu Beishen took the handbag and said, "start soon."

He closed the door and threw his handbag next to Su Yan. There was a trace of disgust in his eyes for her black skirt. "I changed my clothes."

Su Yan neither wanted to provoke him nor disobey him. He took his clothes and went into the room.

Mu Beichen waited for several minutes and didn't see her come out.

He looked at the time and opened the bedroom door.

Su Yan just put on his coat and the woman's beautiful back flashed by.

"Put it on right away." She was too lazy to look back and buttoned her head.

Mu Beishen didn't wait. He came forward and put a check on the desk next to her.

Su Yan couldn't help laughing, picked up the check and turned around, "president Mu, what's this?"

He lazily copied his pocket and said in an indifferent tone, "you can take it as my spiritual loss compensation for you."