Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

He was "taught a lesson" in disguise.

Lu Mian restrained his arrogance and willfulness and stroked his messy hair pitifully.

"Now do you know the difference between your home and your company?"

Lu Mian, who was too angry to speak, nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

A hero doesn't suffer immediate losses. He can endure the calm wind and waves for a while. A big husband can bend and stretch... She can just endure it.

…………

In the hotel suite, high heels make a slight noise when they step on the carpet.

Zhining cat leaned over and sneaked towards the second bedroom.

At this point, Mu Shaoyan should have rested, right?

He won't find himself sneaking out and coming back, will he?

With a fluke mentality, Zhining continues to move forward to the second bedroom

Click.

The sound of metal doorknobs turning.

When Mu Shaoyan opened the door, he saw a figure, flexible as a dolphin jumping into the sea, plopping to the ground, rolling several times, and rolling to the door of the second bedroom.

"What have you done?"

Zhining endured the pain, turned her back to him, lay motionless on the carpet and pretended to be dead.

The man approached and kicked her in the ass, "talk."

I really can't fit it anymore. Zhining got up from the carpet with a cry of ouch.

Grin at him, silly white and sweet, like... Iron Han Han.

She looked up and down. Mu Shaoyan's handsome face showed a very obvious displeasure. His deep eyes were even more angry, "where are you going in the middle of the night?"

This dress, what is it

He seems very angry.

Zhining bowed her head and took a look at herself. She wore a golden Sequin hip skirt, exposed her legs in winter, and wore a pair of silver pointed thin heels on her feet

The more you look at it, the more guilty you are, holding your hands and wringing your fingers, "benefactor, why haven't you slept yet?"

"I fell asleep and was woken up by you again."

Zhining suddenly raised her head, a pair of almond eyes like a cat, filled with panic, "I'm sorry, benefactor..."

"An apology is useful. What do you want the police to do?"

"Well... You hit me."

Zhining silently stretched out her palm.

His head hung low, like a pupil who made a mistake. He went to the back of the classroom to be punished by the teacher's palm beating.

Mu Shaoxi snorted coldly. She admitted her mistake quickly.

Did you change it?

The narrow eyes narrowed slightly, fixed their eyes on her feet and stared at him. Zhining had a very uneasy feeling and consciously shrank back under her feet.

"No stomach pain?"

"Ah?" She looked up blankly.

He repeated impatiently, "don't you have any stomachache?"

It was like being pressed the painful switch. Zhining covered her stomach and turned pale. "I fell just now. It really hurts when you say so."

Mu Shaoyan: "

idiot!

ten minutes later.

After taking a quick bath, Zhining came out wearing a bathrobe. Mu Shaoyan poured himself a glass of red wine. His slender fingers held a goblet and shook it gently.

The mellow aroma of wine diffuses in the air.

"Benefactor, are you still angry?"

"Sit down."

"Oh." Zhining sits down on the sofa and puts her palm on her knee.

A standard posture waiting to stop training.

"Where have you been?" Mu Shaoyan took a sip of wine and spoke softly.

He looked cold and solemn at the moment. He looked like he wanted to talk and stopped. He opened his mouth several times, but closed his mouth again.

"Did you do something bad, dare not say?"

"No." His head hung lower. "It's my private business."