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

"MuQing."

"What are you doing standing there with your back to me?" He Manjun muttered and came to her, "how's it going? Is it nice?"

Mu Qing nodded, "it's good-looking. It's very suitable for you."

Hearing the speech, he Manjun smiled sweetly, leaned close to MuQing's ear and whispered, "really? I also think the bright color is more suitable for me. I don't like the color of the clothes given to me last time."

Seeing he Manjun so happy, MuQing couldn't smile.

"What do you think? Otherwise, let's buy one?"

"No!" She quickly refused, "I can't wear such clothes. I put them in the wardrobe when I buy them back."

"Look at you and dress yourself up. Are you afraid that others will find your beauty and marry you home? A face with many signs will toss you like this. Women should know how to dress up. They should dress themselves up a little better while they are young now. When you are old and old, see who dares to want you." He Manjun took her hand and dragged her to the dressing mirror. He took the skirt and gestured on her, "I think you are quite suitable for this skirt."

"Sister Manjun, I really don't need it."

"No! If you go shopping with me today, you must take this skirt as a reward."

"I..."

"Oh, why are you so wordy." He Manjun smiled, pinched MuQing's face, pushed her into the dressing room, "go and try."

In desperation, she still put on a skirt of the same style as he Manjun. However, the zipper on the back of the skirt was pulled to half and was caught by the cloth.

She can't take it off, and she can't go out wearing it. MuQing has been busy in the dressing room for a long time, but she can't fix the zipper.

Quietly opened the door, looked around, did not see he Manjun's figure, only saw Lu Shaojun's indifferent back.

Where's sister Manjun?

She bit her lower lip anxiously and whispered, "President Lu."

"President Lu."

Hearing the sound, Lu Shaojun turned back, slightly turned over and looked at her suspiciously.

Mu Qing stretched out her hand and made a 'come here' posture, "Mr. Lu, come here."

"Where's sister Manjun?"

"She went to the beauty shop opposite. What's the matter?"

“……”

Mu Qing's face was as red as a ripe tomato. She looked at him embarrassed. "Can you help me call the shopping guide?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her up and down. "Is the skirt broken?"

"No, No."

"Then why don't you come out? Hide yourself?" He grabbed her hand and wanted to pull her out of it. Mu Qing was surprised, grabbed the door with one hand and shouted, "no!"

"The zipper of the skirt is broken. Don't pull me out!"

Staring at her face, his lips raised a faint arc, then he walked into the dressing room and locked the door with his backhand.

She was so frightened that she stepped back, her back against the wall, and her eyes stared like a copper bell. "What are you doing in here?"

He approached step by step, suddenly turned her around and successfully zipped up for her.

The effect of the upper part of the skirt is very good, but the color

She is more suitable for simple and elegant colors, not publicity, not exaggeration

In the narrow space, his hot eyes focused on her, like a fire, slowly burning her. MuQing felt uncomfortable all over. She pulled her skirt and collar for a while, "don't look at me like that!"

She went to the door, ready to go out, but he held her wrist.

Just gently, she pulled her whole person into her arms.

"Are you crazy!" She pushed him hard, "Mr. Lu, this is a public place. If sister Manjun finds out..."

"If you speak louder, everyone will find out!"

“……”

Sure enough, she stopped talking.

He knew that she was afraid of these rumors and always worried too much.

He just doesn't have the heart to hurt the woman who is about to marry him. If not, what kind of woman will he be with? Who can interfere?

Glancing at her slightly red and swollen eyes, he raised her jaw, "Why are you crying?"

"I didn't."

She humbly lowered her head, but he stubbornly provoked her jaw and forced her to look up to him.

"Don't lie to me!"

"I... I didn't cry. I just got something in my eyes when I went out in the morning."

He sneered, "he MuQing, do you take me as a three-year-old child?"

Mu Qing stared at him and clenched her lips. She hated him for always being able to understand her mood. She hated him for always forcing her. Couldn't she have a little secret?

His warm fingers rubbed her lips. He approached her and said, "loosen!"

"Remember, don't bite your lips next time!"

"You are very overbearing!"

What does it matter to him that she bites her lip? It doesn't get in his way.

Strong eyebrows slightly pick, thin lips gently open, "it's only for you."

For a moment, her heart flowed an inexplicable current because of these simple five words, and even beat irregularly. The smile rippling in his dark pupils also made her have the impulse to escape.

Don't open your face. He wanted to avoid his eyes, but he held her face in both hands and leaned over to kiss her.

He MuQing opened her eyes as bright as glass and was surprised that since he dared to kiss her here, he had not reacted. He was aggressive and disturbed her breath.

She struggled to get away, but he turned around and put her against the wall, so that her legs were around her waist, and she had to put her arms around his neck to make each other close.

"No, not here." She was breathless with his kiss and still pushed him, "President Lu, President Lu!"

It seemed as if he hadn't heard of it. His big hands were restless. He was so frightened that MuQing immediately grabbed his hand, "young gentleman!"

Her eyes were blurred and intoxicated. She was as angry as a hairspring, but she shook her head resolutely.

Lu Shaojun looked up at her. He was buried in her neck.

"I beg you, don't be here!" She strained herself nervously.

"Don't worry, I won't continue."

He gave an answer and then raised his head. His narrow black eyes seemed cold, but they were shining. His eyes seemed drunk, which made people feel a little hazy and wonderful.

"Shall we go out?"

She was afraid to spend more minutes alone with him.

Lu Shaojun loosened her and helped her tidy up her clothes. A faint blush appeared on her face, which was particularly intoxicating.

As soon as the door opened, he bumped into a shopping guide, which scared MuQing's heart to miss a beat.

The shopping guide's eyes inspected he MuQing and Lu Shaojun back and forth, looked at them suspiciously, and he naturally walked ahead without MuQing's guilt.