Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Wen Muchu quickly pulled the quilt and covered Lan Xiao tightly.

He didn't want the second person to see her bewildered and charming appearance.

Shao Qingfeng quickly turned around and put his palm on his forehead: "OMG, No. 073, I really didn't mean to watch it..."

Lan Xiao shrank under the quilt, his whole body was hot, and his cheeks were red and bloody.

She really has the heart to die.

Shameful, right?

Wen Muchu looked calm and composed, he gently held Lan Xiao in his arms, and faintly glanced at Shao Qingfeng.

"Not leaving yet?"

Shao Qingfeng suddenly felt cold on his back.

He chuckled, turned around, covering his eyes, spreading his fingers, he looked at Wen Muchu through the gap between his fingers.

"Don't be angry, I really didn't mean it. I cared about your little lover for you. Am I afraid she is hungry? That's why I came back and asked. How did I know, you woke up, and, Also... still doing that with her..."

With a cold expression on his face, Wen Muchu took a glass from the bedside table and slammed it at Shao Qingfeng.

"Quickly get out..."

Shao Qingfeng was taken aback, and reached out his hand to catch the cup accurately.

He smiled, and looked at Wen Muchu pleasedly.

"Don't get angry, I... I will go out now. You smashed a cup for such a small matter. Isn't it a waste?"

Wen Muchu rubbed his temples.

Shao Qingfeng laughed and put the cup back on the table in the center of the room.

While putting it on, he hooked his head and looked at Lan Xiao.

Wen Muchu's eyes were cold, and an ice skate shot out from the bottom of his eyes, fiercely at Shao Qingfeng.

"What are you looking at? Be careful, I will poke you blind."

Shao Qingfeng touched his nose, and persuaded with all his heart, "Don't be so angry, what if you scare the little girl? I won't bother you anymore. Isn't it OK if I don't bother you?"

Wen Muchu gritted his teeth secretly, what should I do, it seemed that he was strangled to death, this lack of eyesight, and such a funny comparison.

Shao Qingfeng smirked and ran out quickly.

He finally grabbed the door of the room and turned his head to cast a wink at Wen Muchu.

"Go on, go on..."

Wen Muchu raised his eyes and looked at whether there was anything beside him that could be smashed.

Shao Qingfeng didn't dare to tease anymore, and hurriedly closed the door of the room. He was really afraid that the next moment, No. 073 would come by any bullet.

With a click, the door was completely closed tightly.

Inside the house, there are no outsiders anymore.

Lan Xiao's hand was holding the quilt tightly, his cheeks puffed out in anger, and he remained motionless, hiding under the quilt.

Wen Muchu stretched out his hand to pinch the quilt and gently tugged.

As a result, it hasn't moved yet.

He couldn't help but a faint smile spread across his eyebrows, and Lan Xiao was wrapped in a blanket and wrapped tightly into his arms.

He chuckled softly: "What? People are gone, still can't come out?"

Lan Xiao pouted, wrapped in the quilt, but did not make a sound or show her head.

Wen Muchu's palm lightly fell on her head wrapped in the quilt.

"Wrap so tightly, don't hold your breath."

"It's shameful, I blame you..." Lan Xiao said dullly.

"Why do you blame me?" Wen Muchu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lan Xiao pouted and didn't say a word, he was asking knowingly.

He was injured and just woke up, is he so hungry and thirsty? Drag her to the bed and kiss her, and kiss her with no room for parry.

And... and he still touched her, not only touched, but he also kneaded and kneaded.

Ahhhhh...as long as she thinks of the scene just now, she looks like a crayfish that has been cooked all the time, her whole body is flushed red, this time, she still feels that her body is extremely hot.

The most important thing is that such an ambiguous and unspeakable picture is actually being watched by his military friends.

It's so embarrassing.

She can't see people anymore.

"You'll bully me..." Lan Xiao grieved and complained dullly.

Wen Muchu couldn't help laughing, his thin lips pressed against her ears with a thin quilt, and he asked hoarsely.

"How did I bully you?"

Lan Xiao couldn't stand his dull and unpleasant voice. She only felt that although he was behind the quilt, his breath still penetrated into the quilt and ran into her ears.

She was shaken slightly by his voice.

The little heart was beating violently, uncontrollably.

Ahhhhhh... how could he tease her like this?

She can't take it anymore.

While she was dumbfounded, Wen Muchu took advantage of her carelessness and gently opened the quilt.

Then, his whole body got in.

Lan Xiao was taken aback, and just as he was about to shout, Wen Muchu stretched out his palm and covered her small mouth.

"You just said that I bullied you, I can't bear this name in vain, I have to carry the bullying to the end, right?" A scorching light flashed under Wen Muchu's eyes and said hoarsely.

Lan Xiao was taken aback, a little dazed, not understanding what he meant.

Wen Muchu couldn't allow her to escape, let alone shrink back, holding her face slowly in his palm, and the thin lips fell on her lips again.

Lan Xiao was almost mad. Wasn't there enough for the kiss just now?

Why now, kiss again?

Isn't it tired?

Lan Xiao was not happy anymore, pushing him with both hands, struggling hard.

"Hmm...you...you quickly let me go. If you kiss again, my mouth is swollen."

Wen Muchu moved a little away from her, but his forehead was still close to her forehead, not to mention that the two people's bodies were so close.

When he got closer, he could feel the softness of the two **** on her chest.

When she got closer, she could hear his strong heartbeat.

He lifted his finger, gently rubbed her red and swollen lips, and said in a low voice: "It's swollen so that you won't have too much energy. Go talk and laugh with other men."

Lan Xiao was startled slightly, his head exploded.

"You... why are you still remembering that thing now? I just chatted casually with Brother Jiang, they all talked about antique things..."

"You smiled at him." Wen Muchu said in a deep voice, seeming to be a little wronged.

Moreover, she smiled so nicely at Brother Jiang.

Good-looking made him jealous. He only hoped that she would laugh at herself like a flower, and didn't want the man beside her to see her so beautiful and moving.

He could very clearly feel that Jiang Ge looked at Lan Xiao's eyes, with aggressiveness and those little compassionate hearts.

Being the same man, he could understand the throbbing in Jiang Ge's eyes towards Lan Xiao.

Lan Xiao wanted to cry without tears, looked at his brows with a trace of sadness, and explained in a dumbfounded manner: "I'm talking to others, do I still have a bitter face?"

Immediately, she turned around and asked in turn: "You still say me, what about yourself, Su Yingxue rushed to hug you, why didn't you avoid it?"