Mysterious president, get away from me!

So, his wife is actually reading a fairy tale book.

Mu Nianchen looked at her innocent smile, sour heart hard to say.

"Wow, piggy is so smart!" She burst out laughing and sighing.

Mu Nianchen calmed down, smiling slowly on his face, and said softly in his voice, "do you like fairy tales very much?"

"Ah -" a man's voice suddenly appeared in her ear. She was startled, screamed subconsciously, and quickly shrank back.

Mu Nianchen quickly comforted her, "wife, don't be afraid, it's me, I won't hurt you."

Mo Ling quickly retracted himself into the quilt, holding the edge of the quilt with two hands, staring at him with a pair of bright big eyes, stammering, "you, who are you, don't come here..."

"Wife..." she looked like a bird in shock. Mu Nianchen felt a pain in his heart. He was afraid to frighten her. His voice became softer and softer. "My name is mu Nianchen. I'm your husband and you're my wife. Do you remember?"

Mo Ling's eyes were wide open, his mouth was "Oh", and he said foolishly, "so you are mu Nianchen!"

Mu Nianchen, with a gentle smile on his face, said softly, "do you know me?"

"Well!" She nodded heavily, with a sweet smile on her face, and said crisply, "ghost told me that I have a husband named mu Nianchen, so you are my husband, hee hee..."

She tilted her head and looked at him with a smile.

Mu Nianchen smiles, "well, I'm your husband. Are you talking about ghosts

"Well, yes!" She nodded cleverly, "I don't think the ghost brake sounds good. It sounds fierce and terrible, so I call him ghost."

Ghost... Mu Nianchen can imagine what kind of expression GUI Cha will show when he hears this address. He wants to laugh a little unkindly.

"Chen Chen..." a slender hand suddenly grabbed his clothes and gently pulled.

Mu Nianchen looked down and saw her climb out of the quilt, holding his clothes and staring at him curiously with a pair of beautiful big eyes, "what is a husband?"

Mu Nianchen's heart was so soft that she was about to melt. Just as she reached out and wanted to touch her hair, she suddenly drew back her hand and hid herself in the quilt again. Her big eyes were staring at him and persistently asked, "Chen Chen, what is her husband?"

Leaving aside the title of "Chen Chen" and not mentioning the question of "what is a husband", it is really difficult to answer that "a husband is not something" is obviously inappropriate.

Mu Nianchen wry smile to hook lips, sat down to her side, gently looking at her eyes, soft voice way, "husband, is to accompany you, take care of you for a lifetime, love you for a lifetime."

She nodded, thought, and looked at him askew. "Will you take care of me for the rest of my life?"

Mu Nianchen smiles and answers without hesitation, "of course."

She giggled and showed her beautiful teeth, "then I'm relieved. I'll continue to read."

Mu Nianchen said with a smile, "OK, you can read a book."

In the soft light, the young woman leans on the head of the bed, holding a fairy tale book in her hand, slightly drooping her head and enjoying it.

Mu Nianchen sat beside her and looked at her deeply. His dark eyes were warm. After a while, he gently touched her head. "Wife, move your neck. You always hang your head like this. Your cervical spine will hurt later."

"Oh, good." She answered obediently and moved her neck back and forth.

Mu Nianchen bent his lips and said in a warm voice, "wife, do you remember what happened before?"

She took her eyes away from the fairytale book and stared at him with clear eyes. "What happened before?"

"For example, what's your name, what's your job, how we met and fell in love, do you remember these things?"

She shook her head and said, "I don't remember anything. When I woke up, I didn't know my name..."

She showed a pitiful expression on her face, sniffed, and said in a soft voice, "later, ghost told me that my name is Maureen and I can draw, and that you are my husband and we have two children..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller. She looked at him carefully and said wrongly, "I feel terrible..."

When a person wakes up, she suddenly finds that she doesn't remember anything, knows nothing, and inexplicably has more husbands and children. She will feel scared, and she should take it for granted.

Mu Nianchen could understand her mood, raised her hand, gently stroked her hair, and said gently, "wife, I'm not afraid, I'll always be with you."

She nodded in a small radian and said "Oh" obediently.

He took her by the shoulder and wanted to hold her in his arms. Like a frightened rabbit, she ran away quickly and shook her head in fear, "don't... Don't..."

Mu Nianchen felt pinprick like pain in his heart. He drew back his hand rigidly, slowly showed a smile and coaxed her in a soft voice. "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. I'm your husband. How can I hurt you?"

She looked at him timidly and did not dare to move. He looked at her patiently and kept a gentle and harmless smile on her beautiful face. After a long time, she said in a small voice, "I don't like strangers holding me..."

Stranger, mu Nianchen's heart suddenly contracted, and his eyes set off a surge of waves. He smiled and said in a warm voice, "well, I won't hold you until you think we become acquaintances."

She looked at him timidly for a long time. Maybe she felt that she had hurt his feelings. She bit her lip and kept her face shut. She whispered, "I allow you to touch my hair."

He chuckled. "Well, thank you."

As soon as her cheek turned red, she quickly retracted herself into the quilt, covered her head with the quilt, and said in a voice, "you go quickly, I'm sleepy and going to sleep."

He clenched his right hand, leaned on his chin, coughed gently, and said solemnly, "wife, this is my room, too. If you drive me away, I have no place to go."

She shrank in the quilt, a small ball, wriggled a few times, and said in a trembling voice, "well, then you go to sleep with ghosts. Anyway, you can't sleep with me in the same room..."

Even if he is driven out of the room by his wife, he doesn't have to squeeze a room with a man.

The one who shrank in the quilt said in a small voice, "I'm asleep. You should go to sleep with ghosts as soon as possible..."

"Sleeping with ghosts" is full of ambiguity. Mu Nianchen's voice is plaintive. "How can I sleep in a room with a big man? I'd better go to the front desk and open a new one. If they don't have a room, I'll make do in the hall all night. "

The man hiding under the quilt gave a slight shake.

Mu Nianchen stood up, deliberately made a sound and said, "wife, I went downstairs."

The man hiding in the quilt shakes again.

He stepped back, his tone more bleak, "I really left."

"That..." the person in the quilt hesitated for a long time and said stiffly, "if there is no room, you will, you will..."

Mu Nianchen raised a smile, "how?"

"You come back and sleep on the sofa outside!" She plucked up her courage and finished in one breath.

Mu Nianchen's lips drooped and his face turned black. Well, the bitter meat scheme failed.

He helplessly lifted to lift lip Cape, warm voice way, "I went downstairs hall."

She gave a dull "Oh".

He stood in the same place, looking deeply at the bulge on the bed. For a while, he turned and walked out of the bedroom.