Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

He purposely let Mu Qinghuan hear his heartbeat.

Bang Bang Bang... Each blow was deep and powerful.

Mu Qinghuan simply moved her ear away and kissed her ear, preventing her from moving.

"Did you hear that?" he asked in a sexy voice.

Mu Qinghuan pretended to be stupid and laughed, "Are you feeling alright? With your heart beating so wildly, you should go to a doctor! "

"It's all your fault …" Feng Cheng stared at her bright red ears.

The result was that Mu Qinghuan's ears became even redder. In the blink of an eye, her face that was the size of a palm was filled with a suspicious shade of red.

Filled with redness!

"Mu Qinghuan, where did she go?" Worried that Mu Qinghuan would lose her way, Yan Naier could only send people to look for her.

"We're finished …" If anyone saw her and Feng Cheng hiding on a tree, they would definitely not be able to explain themselves!

"It's pretty good …" Feng Cheng, who was anxious to get the upper hand, had never felt so stifled before. What he wanted was for Mu Qinghuan to personally admit that he was her man …

In reality, however, he was just a digger.

"Mu Qinghuan..." Yan Naier walked closer and closer.

"Miss Mu …" The rest were also looking for Mu Qinghuan.

She was so tired, Mu Qinghuan did not dare move.

"Mu Qinghuan, you sure are shameless." From time to time, Feng Cheng would rub his face with his lips.

Mu Qinghuan could not help but struggle, but seeing the tree branches swaying, she decided not to move an inch!

After confirming that Mu Qinghuan was neither in the banquet hall nor in the resting area, she might have already left.

Thinking about it, Yan Naier picked up the wine cup at her feet, spun around once, and then left in a daze.

"There's no one else!" After being oppressed for too long, Mu Qinghuan's voice was filled with anger, who knew that Feng Cheng would still not let go of her.

Dong!

"Scram!" Touching the high heels beneath her feet, Mu Qinghuan swung randomly.

With a light laugh, Feng Cheng dodged it long ago and thus smashed the high heels into the pool not far away.

Ah!" My shoes! " That was Mu Qinghuan's new high heels!

Her exquisite face turned into tears, and Mu Qinghuan wished that the one who fell into the river was not her shoes, but herself!

"What are you going to do?" Feng Cheng grabbed Mu Qinghuan with his hands, he had never seen such a foolish woman. She actually wanted to jump into the river from a tree just for a shoe.

"My shoes!" In Mu Qinghuan's eyes, it was as if all that was left was that shoe!

"If it's gone, it's gone. Buy more!" Feng Cheng was speechless.

What does this man want to do? Mu Qinghuan roared, and turned around to beat him up, "My shoes! My shoes! I just bought it! "

He even knew how to comfort her, "Alright, it's just a pair of shoes. If you don't have me to buy them for you, you can buy as many as you want."

"That's my favorite shoe after walking for a few streets!" Therefore, it was hard for her to buy it with money. This man who had his head full of money didn't understand it at all!

"Shh …" Placing a finger on the side of Mu Qinghuan's lips, Feng Cheng blinked his profound eyes, and guaranteed, "I'll go down and find you."

"You?" At first, he was stunned, but before Mu Qinghuan could react, Feng Cheng had already leaped.

Feng Cheng dove into the bottom of the pool, reached out, grabbed his high heels with two or three swipes, and swam back.

"Hey, your shoes." The suit was already soaked through, so Feng Cheng placed his shoes on the ground and unhesitatingly took off his jacket and shirt, exposing his bare upper body.

Feng Cheng felt that there was something wrong with him, to actually go fishing in the water for Mu Qinghuan!

It was so cold!

He's still wounded, okay?

When he looked at Mu Qinghuan again, he did not even show the slightest hint of gratitude, but instead, only grabbed his own shoes and looked left and right.

His Fourth Brother couldn't even compare to a single shoe?

"Thank you!" With a collapsed face, Mu Qinghuan was clearly not grateful at all. Her shoes had been soaked in water and her heels had become soft, so she could no longer wear them.

Mu Qinghuan turned around and left in a rage.

"Halt." reached out with his big hand to grab Mu Qinghuan's wrist, "My body is made of Ji Fan Xi's hand-made jacket, shirt, and shoes, compensate me."

"What?" Mu Qinghuan's eyes widened in disbelief, "You're extorting me!"

"Return the money." Feng Cheng frowned.

"Please find out! It's you who has to jump! " Mu Qinghuan said again, "Besides, your clothes are wet, but they're not bad."

"You threw it yourself, don't you blame me?" After he finished speaking, Feng Cheng lowered his head and picked up his clothes.

"…" Unable to speak anymore after choking on her anger, Mu Qinghuan took a deep breath and walked out the door barefooted.

Raising his head, Feng Cheng slowly followed her. After walking a few steps, he used his hand to quickly press down on the woman's waist, and held her up by her waist.

Mu Qinghuan was shocked, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Idiot, if you walk with your feet, you will get sick!" Lowering his head, he scolded the lady in his arms fiercely, Feng Cheng carried Mu Qinghuan and got on the carriage.

At this time, Mu Qinghuan finally had time to pay attention to Feng Cheng's injuries …

The moment the wound touched water, it would definitely be inflamed. Oh no, that bunch of brothers would definitely blame her, Lin Ziran would also blame her, and the doctor or nurse … Everyone would blame her!

But she had forgotten that Feng Cheng would never blame her!

"Where are we going?" As the car drove through the downtown area, Mu Qinghuan said apologetically, "Go to the hospital, you're angry from your injuries."

"Wait, let's go to the mall first." Feng Cheng stopped his car at a shopping mall.

"What do you want to buy?" With vigilance in her eyes, Mu Qinghuan was unwilling to get off the carriage.

Did he want her to pay for her clothes and shoes?

Don't even think about it!

"Aren't you overthinking it?" Feng Cheng laughed instead of getting angry, and then closed the car door and locked it.

Why did he lock it?

"Hey, come back here!" Mu Qinghuan kept hitting the car window and shouting sharply, "Hey, bastard, scum, let me out! I want to go home! "

Ignoring Mu Qinghuan's grievances, the moment Feng Cheng entered the shopping mall, he walked towards the women's shoe department.

"Sir, these are the newest versions that have just been released …" When they saw Feng Cheng, the few female employees immediately surrounded him.

"Thirty-six yards, all wrapped up." Feng Cheng boasted, and then felt that this method was wrong. He personally picked up the shoes to examine them, and picked one that was similar to the one Mu Qinghuan just mentioned, "Wrap this up."

"Well, sir, your girlfriend is so happy. It's rare to see a man buy a woman's shoes." The employee smiled happily.

"It's not a girlfriend, it's a wife." Feng Cheng emphasized.

Instantly, the hearts of the other female employees were broken into pieces.

Married men impersonate single, which is the embodiment of the floral heart.

What else can an unmarried man say when he pretends to be married?

"Mu, Qing, Huan …" When Feng Cheng returned to the carriage, he was fast asleep!

She was like a pig!

Feng Cheng took out his cell phone, and quietly inched his brain towards her face. At the corner of his unfathomable eyes, he revealed a rare bright smile, "Mu Qinghuan, you can't shake me …"

Flashlights flashed, and their photos froze!

Finally, like everyone else, they had a picture of each other …