Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

But I woke up today and there was no one around me.

The bedroom was empty and there was no sign of him.

Sitting up, my head is a little swollen, but I don't feel like a splitting headache.

She opened the quilt and got out of bed. Zhining went into the bathroom to wash. She closed the door. As soon as she turned around, she saw a toothbrush with toothpaste on the washstand, placed on a cup full of water.

Strawberry powder toothbrush, it's hers.

Zhining stared at the scene and suddenly laughed. He was so kind to her that she couldn't let go.

He amazed her time. Who else could she like after him?

When she came out of the bedroom, breakfast had been placed on the table. Zhining looked around and didn't find Mu Shaoyan, so she opened the door. The guard outside the suite saw her come out and said hello with a smile, "good morning, Miss Zhining."

"Good morning, where's the benefactor?"

"The young master has something to do. When he wakes you up, have breakfast first and wait for him to come back."

Go back to the suite and sit down for breakfast.

Eating breakfast alone has no appetite. Zhining knows that he is very busy. It's not too much to say that he can manage everything every day. He can leave his work and take her here to play for so many days. Zhining is actually very satisfied.

Good times are always short.

Understanding this makes her more sad.

Reluctant emotions ferment in the chest and rush to the throat.

Putting down her chopsticks, she got up, sat down on the sofa, grabbed a pillow and held it in her arms.

He hasn't come back after waiting for an hour.

Zhining picked up the landline and called him, "where are you?"

"Wake up?" Mu Shaoyan smiled in a low voice, "did you have breakfast?"

"Yes." After a pause, she felt dissatisfied and said frankly, "it's boring to eat breakfast alone without you. She didn't eat after a few bites."

"Nonsense."

He was on the other end, scolding softly.

"Will you come back?" Zhining asked weakly.

"I'll be at the hotel soon. You eat first and I'll check back later."

After hanging up the phone, Zhining was afraid, threw away her pillow, ran back to the table, sat down, picked up chopsticks and ate again.

Mu Shaoyan pushed the door in and saw her sitting at the table eating breakfast, nodding with satisfaction, "good, good."

"Then why don't you come and eat with me." He puffed his cheeks stiffly.

Mu Shaoyan went to wash his hands and sat down next to her. He first explored the temperature of her forehead with his hands, then bowed his head and stared at her face. "How do you feel, does your headache hurt?"

"No pain."

"It seems that Jiejiu soup is still useful. It's not in vain. I wasted a suit of clothes to feed you last night."

"Huh?" Zhining cerebellum melon seeds are full of big question marks.

Mu Shaoyan didn't want to say more. He pinched her face and warned, "don't drink less in the future. It's not good to be drunk."

Not only bad, but also very noisy.

It took a lot of effort last night to give her a bowl of Jiejiu soup.

He threw up and didn't say anything, but also scratched and scratched him.

Although Zhining didn't understand why he didn't want to say more, he answered honestly, "Oh."

After having breakfast with her, Mu Shaoyan took her out.

"Where are you going?"

"Take you to play something exciting."

Zhining was excited. "What's exciting?"

"You'll know when you get there."

…

Zhining looked stunned, looked at the jumping machine falling down at a high speed of tens of meters, and looked at the men around him, "is this the stimulus you said?"

"Dare you play?" He turned his head sideways with a thin smile on his lips.

Dare?

Dare a ghost!

Zhining turned and ran.