Cute baby in charge: President don't mess with my mommy

"Is there something wrong? I know I may not be able to help you, but you can tell me not to keep everything in your heart alone." She was a little anxious. She wanted to help share his mood, but he always liked to show a strong side in front of her.

However, how can there always be strong people in this world? She doesn't mind his depression or his failure, as long as he is willing to share the ups and downs of the way with her.

When Ye Hao opened the door, the sunset fell on his deep outline, bright and dark, making people unable to see what he was thinking.

Stiff for a moment, he returned naughty and looked at her clear eyes.

At first, he liked MuQing because she had clear eyes. Every time he saw her eyes, he would move.

An imperceptible bitter smile floated to Ye Hao's mouth. He approached her, pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

A quiet sigh appeared in her ear. He hugged her tightly, and there was guilt and apology in his chest. "MuQing, I'm sorry for ignoring you during this time."

"Nothing. I'm sorry. I know you're busy. Are you unhappy because of the company?"

"Maybe I've been too tired recently." Ye Hao's fundus flashed a complex light.

If he could start over, that night, he wouldn't betray her so foolishly... He wouldn't make mistakes again and again

"Let's not go to the restaurant. Let's go to your house. I'll cook something light for you." Mu Qing raised her mouth and raised her head from his arms.

She thought that he had many social gatherings and always ate out. Eating too much greasy food was bad for his health.

"OK." He smiled and opened the door to let MuQing get on the bus.

At this time

A pair of dark and deep eyes are looking at the direction they leave. The thin and cool lips are tight, showing a frightening chill.

In the black Lamborghini in the distance, Lu Shaojun put his elbow against the window, and the smoke burned lonely at his fingertips.

West Coast villa area.

The light hit he MuQing's God, and her black and beautiful hair poured down behind her, making her particularly soft. She focused on frying eggs and didn't notice that Ye Hao behind her had been watching her silently for a long time.

Ye Hao's body leaned against the door, with infinite tenderness in his dark eyes.

He likes to see her busy and focused for herself. She always has a sense of happiness.

Suddenly, he approached her.

From behind, he clasped her in his arms and put his chin on her thin shoulder.

"MuQing." His voice was low and hoarse enough to sound bewitching.

"MuQing." The burning breath passed by her ears, which made her tremble all over and quickly turned her head, "don't make trouble, I'm frying eggs. The eggs will be burnt later."

He could not smell it, and felt the softness and faint fragrance of her body.

He sniffed the smell of her body, the faint smell of the body, the pungent smell without perfume, and it was very comfortable to smell.

He fell in her ear, "fool, I don't want to eat eggs, I want to eat you." His voice was full of emotion. He quickly turned off the fire of the gas stove, turned her body around and leaned against the flow management table.

"But..." she looked nervous, but he blocked the following words with his fingers.

His finger abdomen depicts her lips, and Ye Hao's black eyes are filled with blurred colors.