Sweet Wife, be Good!

Immediately, she straightened her back. Anyway, if Shen Muhan didn't believe it, she could just check it out. Going to see Mrs. Gao by herself was not doing anything shameful.

"Yeah." His tone improved, "It's fine if you don't go far."

It seemed that she was afraid that she would escape.

Xia Jiu was too lazy to care about such trivial matters with him, and asked, "Didn't you buy BIR? Why did Shi Youxuan invest in Xia's family again? Normally, shouldn't your investment plans be consistent?"

The Xia family can't get it back for the time being, but Xia Jiu has a plan in mind, and he doesn't want the Xia family to be miserable.

"Who told you that I and Shi Youxuan's plan are the same?" Shen Muhan asked back, "Why should I agree with her?"

"All right, when I didn't ask." Xia Jiu knew that this person could not speak well, so she couldn't ask casually.

She pursed her lips and said, "Then can I ask you something?"

She tilted her head, her pink lips dangling in his sight, Shen Muhan's throat slid slightly, restraining herself from kissing.

The taste of taking a cold shower is not so pleasant.

It's strange to say that he used to take a cold shower as normal, and he lived in a harsh environment all year round. This little thing didn't hurt at all.

But now, because of taking too many cold showers, the body can't resist it.

Is there a woman who becomes weaker?

He frowned, "Why should I promise you?"

"Forget it, when I didn't say it." Xia Jiu knew it, and had to lower his head.

It was just a very ordinary movement to lift the hair easily, but Shen Muhan's eyes deepened.

He leaned over: "Then tell me something."

"I don't want to say anymore." Xia Jiu just wanted to ask him just now. Although he bought BIR, can he leave his work at BIR alone?

But after thinking about it, he was so busy, he wouldn't take the initiative to intervene in BIR's affairs.

So it's not a big problem to say it or not, and he doesn't want to hear it, so there is no need to say it.

"I'm listening this time." Shen Muhan softened his posture slightly. Her slight lip-pinching motion was unfamiliar and made him realize what he said just now--it seemed a little unreasonable?

"I won't talk about it this time." Xia Jiu is also very stubborn. She is not a good-tempered person, and she can't do much of low-pitched things.

If he doesn't want to listen, she won't catch up.

The man leaned over, lowering and lowering, near her porcelain earlobe, and his breath was sprayed on it: "Don't tell me anymore?"

"Don't say it." Xia Jiu retracted sensitively, and talked as soon as he spoke. Why did he stay so close?

"I have something to tell you."

Shen Muhan's eyes seemed to have substance, back and forth on her white face.

The street lamp outside the window changed colors and sprinkled on her facial features. The three-dimensional and small facial features were sometimes split into light and dark sides by the light, giving the woman in front of her a thrilling beauty, and her slightly pursed thin lips were also scratching people’s hearts. Itchy.

"I don't want to listen anymore." Xia Jiu's temper came up, just coaxing the bad kind.

Who will come and go when you call?

Sorry, Xia Jiu can't do it.

Shen Muhan didn't care about her temper at the moment, and opened his mouth to bite on her earlobe.

Xia Jiu was in pain, and slapped her backhand with a slap in the face. She slapped her hand. She thought he would avoid it. Who knew he didn't.

Hit people but not face... She couldn't help biting her lip suddenly, feeling that she had been in a disaster.

In the small space, the whole atmosphere was deeply suppressed.

Xia Jiu had a hunch that he might be thrown out of the car, and it was very likely that he would die with two lives, and there would be no whole body.

The driver in the front row also became nervous, suppressed by the breath, and muttered in his heart, for fear of implicating himself.

Fortunately, before he had time to worry too much, there was a slap behind him, and the grid barrier was lowered, not only blocking the picture behind, but also blocking the sound.

After the grid baffle was lowered, the space behind was even narrower. In the narrow space, the lights were dim and dim, and even the breathing of the other party could be heard.

The man leaned over, pinched her chin, and the kiss followed, biting and grinding like a beast.

Xia Jiu was forced to raise his head and bear it, and his shoulders fell back, and he sensed the man's anger and desire to possess.

She couldn't wait to shrink herself into a ball. In fact, she didn't hate this action in her heart, but she hated his attack that would erode at every turn.

The temperature in the narrow space gradually rises, full of ambiguity.

Her eyes were a little confused, and she closed her eyes involuntarily.

Immediately, she felt the man let go of herself quickly, stepped back, and raised her palm.

Xia Jiu opened his eyes, and two thorns were inserted into the palm of the man's raised hand—he touched the rose that she was hiding behind.

That bouquet of roses is thorny.

The man was not afraid of pain, but was suddenly interrupted by this kind of thing at this time, his expression was unhappy, he reached out his hand and took off the thorn from his palm, turned her over and found the rose bouquet behind her.

"Where did it come from?"

"That..." Where did Xia Jiu dare to say that Mrs. Gao was going to introduce her boyfriend, and where did he dare to say that it was from Gu Yannan, she had the idea to make up a lie, "Didn't you attend the dinner tonight? Yes, I plan to keep it under my care. But it's not a good thing, I'm about to throw it away.

Shen Muhan opened the window and threw out a handful of roses.

"Hey, throw it away as you say?"

"Didn't you say you want to throw it?" Shen Muhan looked at her puzzled.

"Well, even if you want to throw it, you can't throw it like this, right? Is there any kind of ethics?"

"I threw it in my yard, what's the problem?"

Xia Jiu glanced out the window, and now the car had driven into the area of ​​Shen's villa. This area was Shen Muhan's site, and even the sanitation was done by his people.

Well, you have money and everything you say makes sense.

She turned her head, Shen Muhan was looking at her indifferently, with raised eyebrows: "Xia Jiu, has anyone ever said that you are like a rose?"

Xia Jiu raised his face proudly: "There are so many people who say that, I can't count how many. However, the first person to praise a woman as a flower is a talent, and the people behind are mediocre. "

She pursed her lips and couldn't imagine that the man in front of her knew how to compliment.

"Well, you are like a rose-although I don't know what is so beautiful about that flower, you are like the thorn on it." Shen Muhan said slowly.

Xia Jiu: "..."

Metaphor of genius!

She echoed: "I'm like a hedgehog like a hedgehog. It's not good-looking and it's also a prick. No one likes you, and no one wants to get close to you and be pricked by you."

After she finished speaking, the air was full of silence.

For a long time, Shen Muhan didn't respond again.