Mysterious president, get away from me!

Mu Chenhan touched her lips. Her beautiful face showed a lost look. Mo Ling didn't get a response. She looked at him and saw him standing foolishly and touching her lips. Her cheek turned red to her neck. She took back her eyes awkwardly and repeated, "you go to the guest room to have a rest. I'll cook."

"Oh, good!" He didn't seem to recover, nodded foolishly, and retired from the kitchen.

Mo Ling looked at his clumsy and cute appearance, and felt funny and sweet.

They are just like ordinary lovers. They eat together and are busy together in the kitchen. She washes the dishes and chopsticks, he is responsible for cleaning the fruits, and occasionally he will put the cleaned cherries into her mouth. Then, he will hold her in his arms and watch the comedy together. They laugh back and forth.

This kind of feeling is very good. It's like a couple who have been together for more than ten years. They don't need to say anything more. They just lean together quietly and are very satisfied.

Mo Ling nestled in his arms, lips hanging a quiet smile, I do not know when, has fallen asleep.

Mu Chenhan quietly turned off the TV and looked down at the person in his arms. His face was as white as jade, his sleeping face was peaceful, his thick curly eyelashes brushed a shadow under his eyes, and his lips stretched quietly. His red lips were as attractive as rose petals.

His deep dark eyes lit a shallow fire, slowly bent down, kiss her soft red lips.

Mo Ling dreams that Mu Chen Han is holding himself and kissing him deeply.

In his dream, he is very gentle, her body softens in his arms.

Maureen felt ashamed. How could she have such a dream? She shook her head subconsciously. Then, the feeling of being kissed disappeared. She relaxed with a "um". Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips curved in a peaceful arc, her head rubbed against the warm and thick "wall", and she hugged it with her hands and feet.

"Wall" actually stretched out a strong tentacle to firmly fix her, gently shaking.

In a daze, she felt like a boat floating in the wind. She closed her eyes and tightened her arms. Her red lips stuck tightly to the wall. A faint fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose. There seemed to be drumming in her ears.

She suddenly woke up and opened her eyes. In front of her eyes, she had a broad and strong chest. She was like an octopus, and her neat white shirt was crumpled by her.

Her cheek a hot, will line of sight slowly move up, from this angle, just can see Mu Chen cold knife cut like chin and straight bridge of nose, originally strong line because of the nose tip and thin lips smile appear gentle incomparable, her heart suddenly surge a warm current, Lengleng Leng ground looking at him.

See her wake up, Mu Chen cold hang down the head, curl up eyelashes happily fan, voice is gentle, "wife, continue to sleep, I hold you upstairs."

Maureen just saw clearly, he was holding her, walking on the stairs, she subconsciously hugged his back, smiling, "I just fell asleep?"

"Well, maybe you're too tired." He gave her a warm smile and hugged her more tightly. "If you are sleepy, close your eyes and go on sleeping. You will go back to your room soon."

"I'm not sleepy any more. You can put me down. It's very tired to hold me like this."

"I'm not tired at all, wife. You are too light. How much meat do you want? It's soft to feel. How nice."

The conversation seems to be moving in a strange direction.

In Mu Chen Han insisted, Mo Ling was held by him back to the bedroom, he put her on the bed, and very considerate to help her put the bath water, and then, he happily fan long eyelashes, said, "wife, tonight you sleep in bed, I sleep on the sofa."

So, he has decided to stay here?

Mo Ling realized the seriousness of the matter, got up, dragged him to the bed, sat down, put on a serious expression, said, "Chen Han, you can't spend the night in my room, we should pay attention to the influence."

He had a blank expression on his face. "Why?"

She patiently explained, "because we are not married yet, and, in name, I am Shen Jinqi's fiancee. I can't sleep in the same room with other men. Otherwise, everyone will think that I am a bad woman and will laugh at my fiance and you. Do you understand?"

He looked at her for a long time, as if he was digesting the meaning of her words. After a moment, his black eyes suddenly widened, and he nodded with confidence, "we don't want others to see us, isn't that ok?"

"..." Mo Ling put his right hand on his arm and said earnestly, "Chen Han, this kind of thing is not something that others can't see, but something about morality. In other words, it's immoral for us to sleep in the same room."

His expression gradually became serious and his tone became solemn. "But you are my wife."

"Not yet." Mo Ling held his cheek in both hands, looked at his Obsidian eyes seriously, and said, "before I break my engagement with Jin Qi, we can't be too close, and we can't let others find out our relationship. I know, it's very unfair for you, but we have no choice. Chen Han, for our future, you will be wronged for a year, OK? "

He pursed his lips and was silent for a long time. His dark eyes flashed and said, "you can't sleep in a bed, you can't kiss, you can't hug, you can't hold hands, you can't call your wife, can you?"

Why does Maureen feel guilty when he asks? She is like a selfish woman who keeps her partner in the name of love and refuses to let him be close to her.

She was full of guilt and heartache, staring at his eyes filled with love, she slowly said, "yes, in front of outsiders, kiss, hug, hand in hand, call my wife, these things can't do."

His long arm locked her slender waist tightly, slightly lowered his head, staring into her eyes, "so, when it's just the two of us?"

She pursed her lips, lowered her eyelashes shyly, and muttered, "except for the first thing, accident... Other things... Handle as appropriate..."

What does discretionary mean His face broke the desire to ask the truth.

Mo Ling blushed, don't open your face, whispered, "fool, think for yourself."

Mu Chen Han's long eyelashes fanned, and a thick smile gradually welled up at the bottom of his eyes. He supported her shoulder with both hands and pulled her over. Before she could react, he had already bent down to kiss her lips.

It's simple to stick your lips together, without any unnecessary action, just like when she kisses him, quiet and simple.

Mo Ling stares big eyes and looks at him inconceivably. The smile in Mu Chen Han's eyes is even better. The long eyelashes almost touch her eyes. Then, gently release her, and the corners of her lips are slightly raised. "If this is allowed, then I will be wronged for a year."

His eyes were tender and affectionate, and his tone was full of doting. She was stunned, and her cheeks were gradually dyed with rosy clouds. She bit her lips uneasily and whispered, "do you think of something?"

He poked her cheek with his finger and gave her a childish smile. "Wife, do you want me to be the same?"

Well, it's the "abnormal" Mu Chen Han who can make such a light laugh.

Mo Ling couldn't tell whether she was more lost or more happy. She shook her head and said, "I don't know. I just hope you are well. If you are happy now, even if you are like this all your life, I won't abandon you."

In her heart, she hopes that he can be simple for a while, because she can be very relaxed and comfortable to get close to him, but she can't get close to him without any obstinacy.

Although he has forgiven him for what he did in the past, his hurt to her left her with instinctive fear

Maybe he was aware of the gloom of her eyes. He was like a sticky dog, rubbing against her, quietly flattering her and comforting her.

Looking at his appearance, Mo Ling can't help but put down his mind, slowly smile, touched his head, said, "well, go home and have a rest."

Tomorrow is his birthday. She's going to take him to a special place, so, first of all, save your strength.

He took her shoulder, doodle mouth coquetry, "wife, let me live here tonight, I'm the only one in my family, empty, terrible."

"A man is just a big bedroom. What's to be afraid of?" Molling smiled and soothed him, "come home quickly, take you to a fun place tomorrow."

"Don't, wife, don't abandon me..." he suddenly jumped on her leg, holding her thigh "whimpering" and pretended to cry, "wife, I'm wrong, please don't abandon me, sleeping alone on the cold bed is so pitiful, I want to sleep with you..."

Looking down at the man holding his thigh "crying" miserably, Mo Ling's forehead came out with three black lines, biting his teeth and asked, "are you watching Korean dramas again?"

"No, No." Mu Chen Han put away the pitiful expression on his face and said with integrity, "I definitely didn't watch Korean dramas because you went to work and I was bored at home alone."

From his garrulous words, Maureen accurately extracted the main idea: first, he thought that when she went to work, he was bored at home alone; 2、 This guy is absolutely bored, so he watched Korean dramas!

Mo Ling stroked her forehead with a headache and said weakly, "don't watch Korean dramas in the future. If you really feel bored, you can let the ghost brake take you around. However, you should pay attention to safety. I'll find some useful books for you tomorrow

God, let him get better quickly. The country can't be without monarch for a day, and the Mu group can't be without two for a day. He has been absent from work for so many days, and he still doesn't know what the Mu group is like.

And the Mu family, are they willing to let the Mu Chen Han who has become "abnormal" stay in Yingcheng? Now who is in charge of the Mu family?

Anyway, Mo Ling also refused to let Mu Chen cold stay, he had to leave wrongly.

The next day, early in the morning, mu Chenhan dressed up and asked for a gift.