My girl,let me spoil you!

With his heart pounding, Mu Qinghuan quickly reached out to cover himself and looked at the door in disbelief

Who is it? What a coincidence?

When you see the person coming, Mu Qinghuan's face is like earth color, stammering and speechless.

Finally a profound understanding of what is to cry without tears!

"Oh First, a pair of high blood pressure expression, staggered a few steps, then, Lin Zi Ran sharp eyes looking at Mu Qinghuan!

"Finished..." the collapse of the situation seems familiar, Mu Qinghuan nervous swallowing saliva, Leng for three seconds, the cheek burned badly.

This time, far less fortunate than the last time, Mu Qinghuan had no choice but to shiver, pick up his coat and put it on his shoulder, hang his head down, embarrassed to death.

"Ma!" Fengcheng hurriedly followed. Seeing the situation in front of him, he stretched out his big hand and kept Mu Qinghuan behind him.

Seeing Fengcheng blocking in front of him, Mu Qinghuan's heart relaxed and grasped his clothes tightly.

Feeling her helplessness, Feng Cheng frowned, "Mom, you don't want to use the bathroom, why don't you knock?"

He emphasized that the word "you" meant to blame Lin Ziran.

"Who knew there was someone in your room?" Lin Ziran holds her forehead. She is dissatisfied with muqinghuan's words and looks pale.

"Qinghuan is my wife. Of course, she sleeps in the room. Mom, next time you knock on the door." The so-called knock on the door, in fact, implies that Lin Ziran, she had better not enter the bedroom next time!

Lin Zi then stepped back. Fengcheng rarely said such a heavy word to her, and then spread her anger on Mu Qinghuan. "How can she always dress like this? What a disgrace

Corrupt... Wu Wu, Mu Qinghuan's sad heart is about to bleed.

Isn't she trying to help Fengcheng with her clothes?

But this kind of reason, really cannot say, after all, is his privacy.

Mu Qinghuan can only eat Coptis chinensis.

"I bought it for her." There is not the slightest unnatural face, Fengcheng bluntly, "Mom, this is the taste between husband and wife, free you and dad also try."

"You dead child!" At an age, Lin Ziran couldn't hear the most colorful jokes, "go downstairs first, I have a few words to say!"

As soon as Lin Zi Ran left, Mu Qinghuan dared to say, "Wu Wu Wu, I want to die..."

Say, Mu Qinghuan will hit the wall!

Feng Cheng wiped her face. "How do you dress like this?"

Later on, he found that his coat didn't know when it was slipping down, and he had a clear view of the underwear inside. Mu Qinghuan had to hold himself in his hands and yelled angrily, "you're not allowed to look!"

"Don't you dress like this for me to see?" He said, looking up and down with scorching eyes, and squinting at the danger of wild eyes, he had already seen her inside and outside.

"I'm in a bad mood now, but I won't show it to you!" Mu Qinghuan took a breath and kept retreating until his back was on the cold wall.

Graceful step by step approaching, Fengcheng is not worried, slender legs slightly bent, suddenly pressed on her belly, evil spirit pondering asked, "don't you show me? Who do you want to show it to? "

He lowered his head and looked at her from his point of view. He just saw the beautiful scenery in front of her. He couldn't help breathing heavily. "Are you going to seduce me tonight?"

"I want to help you with your illness!" Nunu mouth, Mu Qinghuan recalled Lin Ziran disgusted eyes, just pushed Fengcheng a, "I dressed like this, is not to lose your face?"

Feng Cheng was a little stunned and stuck to the wall on both sides of her cheek again. In this way, she had no place to escape. In a good mood, she said, "good looking."

How can you be in the mood to pay attention to the evaluation of Fengcheng? Mu Qinghuan covered her face and felt the urge to cry bitterly. She said with a shake on her shoulder, "it's over. It's over. Your mother must hate me even more."

"I said good-looking, that's enough." It's not just a peek. Fengcheng reaches out at the right time, falls on her white shoulder, and then moves it to her Guangguo's back, gently stroking

"Men like to watch what they cry..." the skin he touched on his hand was tender and smooth, just like the watery tofu

"That you..." Mu Qinghuan suddenly a Zheng, mixed with the eyes of the water, forced to look at him!

"Brother city!" Constantly knocking on the door, LANFEIER's appearance is obviously not the right time, "aunt Ziran asked me to call you!"

"I am a man..." leaving this sentence, Fengcheng couldn't help kissing her neck before she left, and then she left.

"Si ran, what are you going to do?" Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Lin Ziran is most concerned about finding a second wife for Fengcheng. She is not willing to destroy her son, who has been cultivated by herself, in the hands of a mere oil bottle.

"It will take at least three days for the identification results." He has dragged Shen siran to do the identification, and the results will come out in three days.

"What else needs to be identified?" Lin Zi can't believe Mu Qinghuan, for fear that she will tamper with the identification.

In other words, what she wants is not the truth, but the acceptance of Shen siran.

As long as he accepts Shen siran, LAN Feier will be easy to handle.

Lin Ziran dreams that LAN fei'er will become her daughter-in-law, so Lan's enterprise will become the backing of the closure of the city

These are things Mu Qinghuan can't give him.

"Auntie!" LAN Fei Er is not happy. "That Shen Si Ran is definitely not the mother of Xin Xin. She is not like Xin Xin at all!"

"Phil!" Lin Zi Ran frowned. Can't LAN Fei Er see that it's all for her that she has worked so hard to persuade Feng Cheng?

"Mom, Shen siran, this woman, I'll handle it myself!" Sinking his eyes, Feng Cheng said with no face, "let the driver take you back to rest! I have something else to do! No more

……

Men like you

I am a man

Head full of these words, Mu Qinghuan rolling in bed, inexplicably excited.

Mom is right. Men like interesting things

Hehe, maybe she can cure Feng Xiaoer!

But three hours later, why is there still no movement downstairs?

I crept to the escalator and looked down. I found the living room empty. Have they all gone?

Nunu mouth, Mu Qinghuan sitting in bed, do not believe he does not go home to sleep.

Unconsciously, it's 12 o'clock in the morning!

With a helpless sigh, Mu Qinghuan sometimes shrinks into the quilt, sometimes stands up and eavesdrops on the news downstairs

One o'clock in the morning!

Closing the city or not going home!

Looking down, Mu Qinghuan couldn't help dialing his number.

The first time I called, no one answered!

Maybe he didn't pay attention to the mobile phone, but it's also possible that he was busy and didn't have time to answer it.

The second time I called, Mu Qinghuan nervously clenched the receiver. His breathing was fast and slow with the music on the phone, and sometimes he held his breath.

He still won't answer!

When I close my cell phone, Mu Qinghuan is depressed.

Why doesn't Feng Xiaoer go home so late?

However, just after three seconds, the mobile phone suddenly rings.

Caller ID: Fengcheng.