Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"Come on, I'll show you to the white tiger's room." Mengyin pulls Qianxi to other places.

"Good. Thank you

"Don't be so polite. You are Qianchen's friend, and you are my girlfriend. There's no need for that. We will be our own people in the future. "

"Nangong and I are not lovers." She explained.

"I know. It's complicated." Qianchen has long said that the relationship between fengqianxi and nangongjue is complex, but this kind of complexity is simply classified as a couple. Anyway, if you think about it, it should be no worse.

Wind shallow Xi also don't know how to say, had to skip this topic to say other.

Zhu Mengyin walked and continued to ask: "you have such a good relationship with Qianchen. Do you know who the woman in Mu Qianchen's heart is?"

"Eh?" She asked me.

"You know what?"

Feng Qianxi shook his head: "I don't know. Although I've known him for a long time, I seldom pay attention to Mu Qianchen's private life. I think it's only possible for you to ask Nangong."

"No? That's not going to work. Ah, Qianchen was a famous Playboy before. There are so many women. I really want to check the women in his heart. I don't know where to start. " Zhu Mengyin is helpless.

"Er... You know he used to be a playboy?" Shame.

"Yes, we are so familiar that he must know something about it. Who hasn't been young, who hasn't been out there. " Meng Yin said without care.

"Since you don't care about his past, why do you care about who is in his heart? Don't you say you want to replace it? Then there is no need to find out who it is. " Shallow Xi naturally said.

Zhu Mengyin stretched her waist: "it's right to say that, but I just can't help being curious. I want to know what's sacred that can make a playboy put away the heart of a prodigal son. And since that person is Qianchen's beloved woman, my younger generation also wants to learn more from her. "

"The prodigal son does not change his gold?"

"Yes, yes. If you don't exchange gold, now Qianchen is a piece of gold. "

"Then you should make good use of it."

"Well." Meng Yin nodded: "if you have any news about Mu Qianchen's beloved woman, don't forget to tell me, oh, I have to see."

"Well." Shallow Xi nods.

Zhu Mengyin leads Qian Xi to Bai Hu's bedroom. It's well organized here, as if someone else lives here.

"Everything here is white tiger's. It's as if he had given an order that his things should not be discarded, and people would come to clean them frequently. "

"Oh..." Qian Xi went to the desk and saw a lovely little mirror on the desk. She picked it up: "why is there a mirror on the desk? It's like a girl. "

"Oh, you don't know that white tiger is a face control. He always carries a comb mirror with him. Of course, this kind of small mirror is a must-have for him."

"Yes, yes." Qian Xi just put down the mirror, suddenly thought of something: "this mirror, can I take it away?"

"Well? Take it? If you like, you can Meng Yin nodded.

"Thank you." Shallow Xi happily put away the small mirror, we water son is also a face control, also like to look in the mirror, this as the next time to see her gift. What's more, it's the personal belongings of white tiger. She will be very happy.

After staying in Baihu's house for a while, Qianxi made up his mind to bring shuier here after she had a baby. I'm afraid that guy will stay here.

Just think about it.

After chatting with Meng Yin about white tiger for a while, they went back to the lobby of white tiger hall.

"Are you two still talking about business? Haven't you finished yet? " Zhu Mengyin looked at the lobby, but there were no subordinates. She knew that they were still secretly discussing something.

Mu Qianchen looked at the past and nodded: "the business has finished, and now he is talking about the Korean Cui Shang."

"Ah, are you going to fight against that villain, trishan?" Zhu Mengyin excitedly ran in the past, next to Mu Qianchen.

Shallow Xi originally planned to go out, hear Cui Shang that old guy's name, then also curiously walked over, lean on the side of the sofa.

"Sit down." Nangong Jue looks at the wind.

"I'll just stand."

"Your foot doesn't hurt? It's not like there's no place for you to sit He said again.

"It's just a skin injury. It's all right now." She just didn't sit.

"Girl Feng, are you hurt again? Why do you always get hurt? " Mu Qianchen also looked at her feet

"When people are wandering in the river and lake, they will not be hurt." Shallow Xi see they talk about her foot injury, talk so much, this just sat on the side of the single sofa. After a while, another person asked her to sit down.

"Wandering in the world? Where have you been these days? " Mu Qianchen had a little more curiosity in his eyes.

"Tomb exploration." She made it clear in a few words.

"No wonder I couldn't get in touch for a few days. I thought you two had disappeared." Mu Qianchen nodded: "is this tomb exploration fun?"

"I don't want to go to that place again in my life." Asahi shook his head.

Zhu Mengyin held her cheek: "you talk, the tea is cold, I'll make some tea for you." He got up and went to the other side.

Mu Qianchen and Feng Qianxi had a simple chat about the ancient tomb and nangongjue. Occasionally, they would say one or two words.

At this moment, Meng Yin had already brewed the tea and came over with the teapot: "it seems that the black tea has been brewed. I found some flower tea. It's good to drink occasionally. " He gave it to Nangong.

Nangong Jue took a cup and took a sip.

Mengyin took the teapot and went to Qianxi. She wanted to pour tea for fengqianxi, but she accidentally tripped something on the ground: "ah!"

The whole person, together with the pot in his hand, flew to the wind. The lid of the teapot flew away because it was thrown out, and the hot tea in the teapot also splashed out. Sweep to shallow Xi's body.

Mu Qianchen was sitting nearby, talking about the moment, the moment that the scene happened. He stood up and rushed directly to Qian Xi's face, blocking the flying teapot with his arm.

With that effort, most of the water in the teapot fell on mu Qianchen's arm.

Fortunately, Zhu Mengyin, who fell down, was caught by Nangong Jue on one side, and escaped the friendly embrace of mother earth.

"Feng's girl, are you ok?" Mu Qianchen turned to look at the shallow Xi sitting on the sofa.

Qian Xi's clothes were stained with tea stains, but some of them were splashed out, which was comparable to Mu Qianchen's big pot of tea poured on his arm: "are you ok? Mu Qianchen