Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

Du Xunsheng walked out with her. At this time, she had no consciousness at all. Lying in his arms, she didn't know what he wanted to do, and didn't realize that she was in danger now.

There were not only places to eat, sing and drink, but also places to relax and entertain. He directly took her into the previously opened room and put her on the bed.

He took off his coat and untied the buttons of his coat one by one. He had been waiting for a long time this day. He wanted to see if Mu Yansheng would have such an attitude towards him after this night.

Just as he was about to take off his coat, there was a loud noise at the door. It was obvious that the door was kicked open. He immediately stopped his hand and turned around, but before he ran to the door, Fu uniform Zun broke in.

"You bastard!" Fu even Zun looked at him and punched him in the face without saying a word. He didn't leave any mercy at all. Fu even Zun has endured it for a long time. Today, he finally caught the opportunity. He must teach the man a good lesson.

Du Xunsheng was obviously still a little confused. He clearly had made perfect arrangements, and he had investigated. Fu qizun didn't pay attention to Mu Yansheng at all. He stepped back several steps and wiped the blood left at the corners of his mouth. His expression was obviously angry and lost.

Fu even Zun didn't want to talk more nonsense with him. He immediately ran to the bedside and saw that Mu Yansheng was drunk. He also roughly imagined these situations in his heart. He took off his coat and covered her. He directly picked her up, imprisoned her in his arms and glared at Du Xunsheng, Then he took her and walked out without looking back.

Mu Yansheng leaned against his arms. Somehow, a strong sense of security surged in her heart. This is what she has been longing for for for so many years. She couldn't help hugging his neck, buried her face in his chest, and tried to drill into his arms for fear that she would miss this rare warmth if she was not careful, More afraid that this warmth will be fleeting.

Early the next morning, she opened her eyes difficultly and looked around suspiciously. Her memory still remained when she was in the club last night. She didn't realize that she was at home. She took a deep breath, gradually calmed down, lowered her eyes slightly, looked at the pajamas she was wearing, and her heart became nervous, Thinking that he was with Du Xunsheng last night, he couldn't help clenching his fists.

At this time, a strong smell of food poured into her nose. She looked at the time and found that it was really late. Not only did she have to be late for work, but burning burning was also late for school.

She couldn't care so much. She immediately opened the quilt, got out of bed as fast as she could, opened the door and ran out.

"Mom, you finally woke up." Flaming sat on the sofa and was looking at the story book in her hand. When she came out, she opened her mouth and gave her a big smile. The sun came in through the gap of the curtain. The air was filled with the smell of happiness, which made people intoxicated.

"Sorry, mom came back too late last night and forgot to set the alarm clock. Wait for me for a few minutes, and then take you to school immediately." Mu Yansheng was stunned at first, but then he also reacted. Then he turned around and wanted to run to the bathroom to wash.

"Mom, this Saturday, I don't have to go to school." Burning looked speechless. Unexpectedly, she even forgot time. There was a little helplessness on her young sunny face.

Mu Yansheng's face flashed an awkward smile. Unexpectedly, today was a rest day. She covered her face and wanted to cover up the embarrassment.

At this time, she heard bursts of noise from the kitchen. Her heart couldn't help but get nervous and looked at burnburn suspiciously. But she seemed to be used to it. She was not surprised, and her mood was a little calm.

She walked slowly to the door and stretched out her hand. She was afraid to see the person she had always been reluctant to contact in her heart. Yesterday, she completely remembered that she was with Du Xunsheng, so now the person inside was also likely to be him. She took a deep breath for several times before she finally tried to calm herself down, and then carefully held the door handle, He turned and opened the door.

Suddenly, a tall figure came into her eyes. She knew clearly that this figure was definitely not Du Xunsheng. Looking at his familiar shirt, she couldn't help but burst out a person's face. Her whole person couldn't help but freeze in place and open her eyes. She couldn't say a word of the words just brewing in her heart.

Fu even Zun also heard the movement behind him and put the fried eggs on the plate. Then he turned around and looked at her standing there staring at himself, motionless. He even felt a little happy in his heart.

"Breakfast is ready. Come and take it out." The corners of his mouth rose slightly, a trace of tenderness appeared in his narrow and deep eyes, and there was a little temperature on his cold face. His voice was still as low and magnetic as usual, which was completely irresistible.

Mu Yansheng slowly returned to his mind. He answered hurriedly at his mouth, raised his legs, walked over, picked up the eggs on the plate, then quickly turned around and walked out at the fastest speed. He didn't know when two red clouds appeared on his white face.

She really didn't expect that Fu even Zun could cook. He rolled up the sleeves on his arms and tied an apron around his waist. She recognized that it was what she usually cooked at home. Unexpectedly, there was more advanced feeling on him. She stood not far away and looked at his back. Sure enough, he was as meticulous as before, Seriously, even if you fry an egg, you should determine the shape of the egg, and no mistakes are allowed.

After a while, Fu qizun seemed to have finished his work, so he took off his apron and came out of the kitchen. His posture was still as straight as ever. A pair of long legs comparable to male models attracted his eyes. Even standing in this narrow and dirty rental room, he could still improve the style of things around him.