Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

He couldn't bear to let go of the fat on the corner of his mouth, but he was jealous of last night again.

Mu Qinghuan was startled, but she did not stop moving, as she covered her face and kissed Feng Cheng, using Feng Cheng as a shield.

Realizing this, Feng Cheng immediately turned the tables around and grabbed Mu Qinghuan to sit beside him. While kissing her, he observed the surroundings and saw from the corner of his eyes that a few men in black suits had scattered from this western restaurant.

These people … There were no marks on their faces. They were not Mafia, but another group of people.

Feng Cheng suddenly asked, "Who did you offend?"

She had just returned home and was being hunted down. There were a total of two groups of people looking for her. What was going on?

Mu Qinghuan shot a glance at Feng Cheng. She didn't want to pull Feng Cheng into the water, which was already benevolent enough, "It's nothing.

"Would I be afraid?" Feng Cheng laughed, "Tell me honestly, and I will protect you."

"…" What if she doesn't?

As if he had heard Mu Qinghuan's thoughts, Feng Cheng continued, "If you don't give me an answer, I'll go investigate, and protect you to the fullest extent of your abilities …"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Cheng became nervous, "Wait a moment … "Son!"

"Xinxin..." Mu Qinghuan's face paled as she hurriedly stood up. Just as she was about to rush into the washroom, his son ran over with a grin on his face.

"The emotional interaction is complete?" Xinxin covered his face. Ah, Emma, I'm so shy, then gave Mu Qinghuan a dubious little god in the eyes. So strong, the part where mother forcefully kissed dad just now was really strong.

Three steaks were served. Feng Cheng poked his son's head, "Here you go."

He also said, "Don't run around in the future." He was so scared.

"I am a young friend who is unable to witness any dirty scenes …" Xinxin earnestly tried to defend himself.

Hearing that, Feng Cheng glanced at Mu Qinghuan.

Mu Qinghuan didn't know who to look for …

Feng Cheng cut a plate of steak. After thinking about it, he switched dishes with Mu Qinghuan.

"Father, you're so biased …" With a cold snort, Xinxin threw down his knife and fork, "I don't want to eat it myself, I also want dad to help me cut it into pieces quickly, and then, as long as I stick it in, I can eat it. It's so easy."

"Are you a man?" Feng Cheng was not moved.

"Yeah, sort of." Xinxin subconsciously lowered his head, as he glanced at his own Little Ding Ding.

"So, you have to do it yourself. In the future, cut it for your wife." Feng Cheng's words made it hard for him to eat.

"You choked?" Feng Cheng turned to look at her.

"A bit …" Not just a little, but a lot of them. Mu Qinghuan felt that there was a piece of steak stuck in her throat, unable to swallow no matter how hard she tried.

"Take it. You still want me to feed you?" "You have no shame in front of your son …" Feng Cheng lifted the cup and gave it to Mu Qinghuan.

"What do you mean?" With a blush, Mu Qinghuan realized that she could not be reasonable with Feng Cheng, as if according to him, she was the one begging him to feed her. In reality, she was feeling uncomfortable after hearing Feng Cheng's words of cutting steak for her wife.

"Cough, cough, please consider the feelings of a bachelor dog." Xinxin could not take it anymore.

"…" Mu Qinghuan lowered his head and ate it bitterly, no longer wasting any more words.

Feng Cheng smiled lazily, as he touched the remaining taste on the corner of his mouth. He had been in a good mood the entire day.

After that day, Feng Cheng was on a business trip for three days.

In these three days, Feng Cheng practically disappeared from Mu Qinghuan's life.

Xinxin lived in the Lan Family, and quarreling with Zhu Zhu every day was even more punctual than eating.

"Woo woo …" Zhu Zhu cried once a day.

"What's wrong?" Hei Juesi's heart ached.

"Little big brother isn't talking to me, he's ignoring me …" Zhu Zhu cried especially hard.

"Why are you talking to your little brother?" Hei Juesi insisted on asking until the end.

"Because, because little big brother is the most handsome …" Zhu Zhu sniffed and cried as she spoke.

"Zhu Zhu, you're promising. Daddy will find you a few handsome little big brothers." Hei Juesi advised sincerely.

"No, I don't want to, I want to play with little big brother …" Zhu Zhu insisted on it.

"Xinxin, why are you ignoring Zhu Zhu?" Hei Juesi tried to reason with Xinxin.

"She's so annoying, crying as she stares at me everyday. I'm going upstairs to do my homework." Xinxin carried the book and went upstairs, completely ignoring the father and daughter pair.

"Daddy, it's all your fault, little big brother went back to her room …" Zhu Zhu pursed her lips, extremely unhappy.

"…" The corner of Hei Juesi's mouth twitched. I heard that although a big girl can't stay, Zhu Zhu is only three years old.

Three days later.

"Agent Mu, someone is sending you flowers!" Everyone knew that Mu Qinghuan had a handsome half-blooded husband, career and family. To be able to catch a few of them, it was truly enviable.

"Wow, what beautiful roses …"

"There's at least a few hundred of them. Such a big bunch... "Oh my god, it's almost half a year's salary. Who could be so generous as to spend so much?" The crowd broke out into a flurry of discussion.

"Who could it be?"

Mu Qinghuan's eyes were big and small, unable to comprehend.

Hei Juesi was not a romantic person. Besides, he wouldn't do anything to send her flowers.

Who else could it be?

"Your husband gave it to you?" Sun Ziyang asked.

"…" Mu Qinghuan shook her head and gave him a bitter face, "I don't know."

"Shall we call and ask?" Sun Ziyang moved.

"It shouldn't be him …" Mu Qinghuan was unable to explain the relationship between her and Hei Juesi.

"Could it be the Young Master Feng?" Sun Ziyang's jaw almost fell to the ground.

"How is this possible?" Mu Qinghuan could not believe it. After that night, it was impossible for Feng Cheng to send her flowers!

"Then who else could it be? Could it be the mysterious suitor?" Sun Ziyang was suddenly curious.

His phone rang.

"This is for you …" Do you like it? "

This voice is...

Feng Cheng!

"You gave them to me?" Mu Qinghuan humphed coldly, she had never seen someone so high-profile. Did he forget that she was married!

"I'm already married, so why don't you use this trick on another woman?" Mu Qinghuan glanced at the rose and threw it to Sun Ziyang, "Help me throw it out."

"No." Sun Ziyang pouted, "I can't bear to see such a beautiful flower. Moreover, this is a part of Young Master Feng's heart. "

"Damn it, I'm married! You will be scolded to death for cheating! " Mu Qinghuan poked Sun Ziyang's forehead.

"Why don't you take them all? They're all top quality handsome guys!" Sun Ziyang began to drool.

"Why don't you just die!" Mu Qinghuan heavily stomped her foot.

At this moment, Feng Cheng's commanding tone came through the phone, "Divorce him, be good to me."

Immediately, Mu Qinghuan was shocked, "Are you crazy?"

"En, falling in love with a married woman, I think, I must be crazy …"