My weet wife: president, don't mess around

Tong Luoxi just had a happy heart. In a moment of silence, he still felt some slight pain. The tearing pain that can not be diluted with joy is still tearing.

Light, like there and like there is no pain everywhere.

"Senior, will you come back this time?" Without words, Tong Luoxi lay on the front passenger seat and looked straight at Mu Qingyuan's side face.

Looking at him now, he is still so beautiful. It is as gentle as the spring breeze, which makes people feel particularly comfortable. He drives with an unspeakable elegance. His bony hand is on the steering wheel, and the visual impact is so obvious.

Fortunately, Tong Luoxi is not a manual control, otherwise she would be crazy!

Mu Qingyuan, the only son of the Mu group and the senior of Tong Luoxi, later went to study for an MBA, so he left a university. I think of that time, he has always been the spiritual pillar of Tong Luoxi and the object of secretly looking up to him.

At the beginning, he was very kind to her, which made Tong Luoxi feel the throb of puberty. Even if he knew he didn't deserve the perfect him, Tong Luoxi was happy with the taste of secret love at that time.

But now... Seeing each other again, everything seems to have changed. She no longer has the feeling of palpitation to him, because these palpitations have been taken away by another villain.

Mu Qingyuan smiled and shook his head. "No, I've finished my studies, so I've returned home. Well, because there are still very important things to do."

As he said this, he looked at Tong Luoxi.

Tong Luoxi's eyes twinkled with this bright light, and some gossip "Oh ~ I know, are you ready to get married?"

Mu Qingyuan glanced at Tong Luoxi and nodded with unknown meaning: "yes, I'm going to chase the girl I like and get married."

Although she was once the object of her secret love, hearing what he said now, Tong Luoxi just wished him well.

"Come on, senior! You are so nice that the girl you like will promise you! "

"Really?" Mu Qingyuan asked.

"Of course!" Tong Luoxi is determined.

"Then thank you for your kind words." Mu Qingyuan rubbed her hair. He liked to rub her hair very much.

In the past, Tong Luoxi also liked his action, but now she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

She smiled and leaned back quietly, moving her head over.

Mu Qingyuan could naturally feel her action, naturally took back his hand and squeezed the steering wheel tightly.

He heard abroad that she would be engaged soon. The object was young master Xing Zihan, so he was nervous, finished his studies as soon as possible and came back quickly.

I thought it was too late, but now it seems a little late.

Soon we arrived at the gate of a university. The school was closed. Tong Luoxi got out of the car. Mu Qingyuan followed him, looked at the gate over there and said anxiously, "the school is closed. How do you get in?"

Tong Luoxi looked at the gate and shook his hand with pride. "It doesn't matter. It's nothing to me."

Then he waved to Mu Qingyuan: "senior, I'll go back first and talk to you tomorrow. Bye!"

He was about to leave, but mu Qingyuan pulled him, "wait."

okay? Tong Luoxi turned in surprise and looked at Mu Qingyuan.

Mu Qingyuan smiled, then took off his coat and put it on her. "Although it's summer, it's always a little cold late at night. Put it on and give it to me tomorrow."

Tong Luoxi was moved for a while. Look, this is the man she liked at the beginning. It's really good!

Nodded hard and smiled sweetly, "thank you, senior!"

"Go." Mu Qingyuan waved.

Tong Luoxi ran away happily, waving while running.

None of them noticed a car parked in a dark corner, but a tall man stood at the gate of the school.

Xing moyao's eyes are red with anger now! He came here in a hurry. He was worried and nervous all the time, but he didn't expect to wait for a long time. What he waited for was the happy appearance of this little thing waving goodbye to other men!

And what about the clothes on your shoulders? Take it down and throw it away!

Tong Luoxi is in a better mood now. He jumps to a relatively low place and is ready to climb over the wall.

With a few steps back and an impulse, she climbed up the wall smoothly. She could go in as long as she turned over.

But at this time, a hand suddenly appeared at her ankle and held her tightly!

"Ah ah --!" Tong Luoxi didn't want to scream, "ghost!"

Xing moyao's face was black, pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and directly held the man down, allowing her to shout happily in front of her.

He stood in front of her with his hands around his chest. His eyes stared at her. The more he looked, the more he felt out of the way. He directly stretched out his hand to take down the dress on her shoulder and threw it on one side of the ground.

Tong Luoxi shouted that he was tired before he calmed down. With his eyes closed, he felt as if there was nothing different before he dared to narrow a crack, but he felt a familiar smell in the dark.

"Tired?" The low voice could not hear joy and anger, but it shocked Tong Luoxi.

Suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his eyes. Although it was in the dark, they found each other's eyes accurately.

"What are you doing here!" Tong Luoxi was angry.

Feeling that the clothes on her shoulders were missing, she looked down and was thrown at his feet! This man!

Tong Luoxi bent over, picked up his clothes and lovingly patted the dust. This way, in the eyes of Xing moyao, he was even more angry!

"Come back with me." Xing moyao ordered coldly.

"I'm sick. Why should I listen to you?" Tong Luoxi's irony.

Xing moyao was helpless. He knew she had misunderstood, so now he must take people back and explain them well. Otherwise, according to the character of the little thing, it is estimated that the relationship between the two will be cut off!

She is so stubborn that she can do it all.

Xing moyao sighed and stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder so that she wouldn't have a chance to escape. "Xiao Luo, can you give me time to explain?"

"Well, say it now." Tong Luoxi was ready, holding his clothes and staring at him, waiting for him to speak.

"I really have nothing to do with silence, I swear." This is the first humiliating oath of Xing moyao.

"And then?" Tong Luoxi asked coldly.

"You don't believe me?" Xing moyao frowned and was a little unhappy.

"Hum... You want me to believe you, but your explanation is really pale. Xing moyao told me that you have nothing to do with her, but I saw you holding together. You told me how she knew your private number and why she dared to call you. Her tone is still so intimate?"

"If you can explain these problems to me, I will believe you." Tong Luoxi looked at Xing moyao firmly.

However, Xing moyao pursed his lips and didn't speak. He was still checking these. Although he could guess some in his heart, he couldn't tell her.