Good evening, My flash marriage husband

When an Xiaoxiao came back to listen to zhuxuan, it was already early in the morning. It was strange that Jiang Muye was not at home. Housekeeper Zhou, who was waiting in the living room, said to her.

"I'd like to tell you, sir, about a temporary business trip."

An small nod, see Zhou Yun and handed her a tube of ointment, said: "Sir said for you."

She looked puzzled and took a look, and found that it was the ointment of traumatic injury.

She took a picture and sent it to Jiang Muye and said, "my foot is almost healed. Your plaster is very effective, so don't you need to apply it?"

At that time, Jiang Muye was dressing his face with ice. When he saw an Xiaoxiao's wechat message, he felt a little more burning on his face.

He bowed his head and replied: "it doesn't have to be used on feet, it can be used on hands!"

"And the effect of hand cream?" Ann replied to him.

Jiang Muye's lips couldn't help hooking: "Hmm!"

"That's good!"

An Xiaoxiao always trusts Jiang Muye's words, or obeys his instructions. Even she doesn't know why she is so obedient.

At this time, a message from Jiang Muye came into the mobile phone: "wipe it quickly, wipe it and send me photos!"

Command means a lot!

Ann small pie pie pie mouth or obediently washed hand, even like spread hand cream, put the ointment on the hand.

Ice cold is very comfortable, because the force is too strong and slightly swollen fingers feel very comfortable.

So a few minutes later, another message came into Jiang Muye's wechat, a pair of delicate hands

Jiang Muye: "the little girl is really obedient!

the young man is promising and worthy to be taught!

No longer waiting for the news of Jiang Muye, an Xiaoxiao went to bed with her mobile phone. Naturally, in her mind, the scene of the coffee shop, the deep and clear black eyes of the man appeared in front of her from time to time.

Very familiar, very familiar!

……

In the early morning, Jiang Muye was leaning against the sofa in the living room to read a book. Suddenly he heard something moving at the door. He looked up and his eyes were bright.

Through the open door came a woman in pajamas. Her long hair was floating and slightly messy, and her figure was slim and slightly plump. She rubbed her eyes and looked drowsy.

The woman didn't seem to notice that she was in the wrong room and yawned straight into the bathroom by the door.

Jiang Mu wild cold face looking, a moment saw a woman face flustered from the toilet.

"Jiang Dong? Sorry, I'm in the wrong room. I'm sorry

The woman took a few steps forward, biting her lips, looking like she wanted to cry.

I feel sorry for it.

Jiang Mu Ye cold hook lips, droop eyelids, a word wrapped in ice toward the direction of the woman: "roll!"

Feng Fangfei was shocked by his cold voice, but the man is really handsome. His eyebrows are as resolute as fine brushwork, and his temperament is as daunting as the snow on the top of a mountain, which has fatal attraction.

She took two steps forward: "Mr. Jiang, don't you know me?"

Jiang Muye ignored her. Feng Fangfei said to herself, "I'm Feng Fangfei, an entertainer of Jiangda entertainment."

Her tone was gentle and gentle, but her tone was obviously a little proud.

As the first sister of Jiangda entertainment, Feng Fangfei naturally has this self-confidence. As China's youngest TV star, her popularity is naturally extraordinary.

As the president of Jiangshi group, Jiang Muye is confident that he will remember himself.

"How did you get in?" Jiang Muye didn't look up.

Feng Fangfei a Leng, how to explain his excuse lost room card and brush face to the front desk to get this room card thing.

"Well?" Jiang Mu Ye raised his head, and his sharp eyes were full of unpredictable cold.