Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

Give him a wedding night?

They're just bullshit. So far, they haven't made any substantial progress.

Sensing that his burning gaze was fixated on her, and that they were all places that should not be seen, Mu Qing Huan immediately closed his legs, and then pulled down his collar …

What? Living together! What a complicated phrase!

Pretending that he did not understand, Mu Qing Huan shamelessly asked, "How many rooms do you have?"

"A lot." Feng Cheng bluntly reminded him, "However, we will stay in one room and in the same room."

"About that, in order to avoid unnecessary disputes, I have drawn up a treaty of friendship." Heart like a drum, he took out the treaty and the black pen from his bag. Mu Qing Huan said sinisterly, "Take a look!"

"What the heck is this?" Feng Cheng despised it so much that he didn't even want to look at it.

Mu Qing Huan then recited it to him with good intentions, "Party A, Feng Cheng, Party B, Mu Qing Huan..."

"The main point."

"Party A shall not take Party B lightly by any means of threat for any reason."

Stealthily glancing at Feng Cheng's expression, Mu Qing Huan unconfidently continued, "For example, kissing, hugging, touching any body parts, etc., you can't …"

Feng Cheng immediately tore off the paper and tore it into pieces, before turning his body to press her down, "You can't touch, you can't kiss, you can't hug … "Is that what you mean?"

Mu Qing Huan nodded her head heavily, Mu Qing Huan really wanted to scold her. He knew what she meant, but he still suppressed her!

"You can only look?" With both hands on either side of her face, Feng Cheng patted her little face, "It's a pity that I can't see anything with this face."

Nothing much to see? Did he look down on her?

"Um …" I've ordered something for you. Charming, pure, everything, I guarantee that it will meet your needs! " Mu Qing Huan pursed her lips, "If you really think I'm wasting your account, you can let me cook!"

"An egg with a shell?" Then he said, "I'm not marrying a servant to come home."

Pushing the car door open, Feng Cheng directly kicked Mu Qing Huan out, "I'll pick you up tonight!"

"But …"

Not giving Mu Qing Huan a chance to speak, Feng Cheng stepped on the accelerator and pulled herself away.

"Wow, Bugatti!"

Sun Zi Yang jumped out of nowhere, jumped around in a circle, and said with hatred, "Damn it, this bastard is too awesome! Too rich! "

"Ah, hey, that's not right. Didn't they dump you?"

"I was the one who rejected him, alright?" Mu Qing Huan raised his head and stuck his chest out.

"Yo, there's a situation. You finally know to eat backgraze grass?" Sun Zi Yang poked Mu Qing Huan's arm.

"He took the initiative to look for me!" Mu Qing Huan explained truthfully.

Sun Zi Yang did not believe it, "Your head! Are you kidding? What does he like about you? Beautiful, or is it her figure? "

"That must be it. He has been wanting to settle this for a long time!" Mu Qing Huan said with incomparable narcissism.

"..." Sun Zi Yang could not help but sigh. When was Feng Er Xiao blind?

Didn't all rich people like pure girls? After Mu Xiaohai lost weight, he would definitely become a charming little girl! Young Master Feng is such a good person? No one could understand it!

After work.

Mu Qing Huan swore that she went through the back door!

Pheasant had already expected this!

They had bumped into each other just like that!

"Get in." Feng Cheng rolled down the car window. The Bugatti had become an open sports car.

"Hurry up and close it. There's nothing above your head that feels unsafe!" When Mu Qing Huan got on the car, she immediately advised him.

"This is a sports car." Absolutely safe, and very eye-catching.

"Can we keep a low profile?" Mu Qing Huan rolled her eyes at him, "This is the most valuable car you have, can't you be more careful?"

"..." Feng Cheng didn't listen to him at all and insisted on walking home to cool the journey off.

shallow bay, private apartment.

"So beautiful …" When he walked into the living room, Mu Qing Huan was worried that he would dirty the floor and tactfully change his shoes.

I didn't expect his family to be so beautiful.

She had thought that the place he was living in was a small apartment.

Was she underestimating him? But she really didn't know him.

"Young Master." Manager Wu asked respectfully. "Young Master has already eaten and is doing his homework. Would you like to eat first or rest first?"

"Eat." Feng Cheng had not eaten since he had rejected tonight's social meetup.

Feng Cheng had said that he would bring his wife to live together with him, so Manager Wu looked at Mu Qing Huan again, "Madam, what about you?"

Madame. These two words did not return Mu Qing Huan's gaze.

Feng Cheng helped her answer, "She'll eat with me."

Not long later, exquisite delicacies appeared on the table.

Mu Qing Huan was dazzled by the scene, the chopsticks in her hand became soft, "Can you not be so sumptuous? I don't even know how to eat it. "

"It's different today. It's the wedding night." Feng Cheng emphasized on the word wedding night once again.

Putong, Mu Qing Huan anxiously fell down from her seat.

Feng Cheng curled the corner of his mouth, gracefully shaking the red wine cup. His gloomy eyes revealed the luster of green like a big bad wolf.

Mu Qing Huan suddenly felt that she was the lamb waiting to be slaughtered. When she was full, he would eat her!

She lives in the middle of the food chain!

No! No!

However, God could not hear Mu Qing Huan's shouts at all …

Because after Mu Qing Huan had struggled for an hour, she had no choice but to face her bleak life …

She kept wiping her mouth. "I'm going back to my room to rest. You can go to work!"

"Get out?" Throw him out?

Yeah, if you want to earn money out there, get me to drive a car for young master Xiao Er Bao! Mu Qing Huan said with a serious face.

"I've taken a leave of absence." Feng Cheng held onto the trouser pocket with one hand and followed behind Mu Qing Huan into the bedroom.

Along the way, Mu Qing Huan was very nervous, and her footsteps were incomparably heavy!

'Pa! '

Turning on the lights, Feng Cheng embraced her from behind, her sexy chin rested on her shoulder, "Look, this is a marriage room."

It was a real marriage …

On the huge bed, there was a large red paper clipping … Delight!

The bed sheets, the carpet, the curtains, they were all bright red!

There were two goblets on the nightstand, the bottom covered with red paper clippings.

The strong visual impact knocked Mu Qing Huan out, she never thought that Mu Qing Huan would have prepared so much.

"Your size …" The man's big hand took her soft little hand and pushed the diamond ring into her fingertip.

"I … I … I … I haven't thought it through …" Mu Qing Huan bent his fingers slightly, feeling as if he was in a dream.

"You're not losing out." Feng Cheng said as he tried to push the storage ring into the ring. This time, he did not stop his and accepted the ring.

In an instant, he kissed her neck closely, then went forward and kissed the snow-white …