You are my lovely wife

"In the future, you are not allowed to look at other men." Huo Haoran suddenly said, still angry about the Liu Shao just now. If he remembered correctly, it seemed that her eyes stayed on him for a long time.

"What?" is the man too possessive? Mu Qingqing looked at him suspiciously. Her handsome face was firm that she could not refuse. What else could she say? She could only follow his meaning and nod, "OK, I won't see other men."

Huo Haoran nodded with satisfaction and sighed in his heart that the woman didn't understand what she thought of her, but slowly, she would always be influenced by him.

take your time? Huo Haoran smiled at the corners of his mouth. No, he can't wait so long.

"Darling, my little wild cat, you can only be mine." the woman in front of her faintly heard his words, lowered her eyes and dared not look at him.

"MuQing? The daughter of the Mu family?" a middle-aged man had a faint smile on his face, as they approached.

"Are you?" Mu Qingqing stopped and looked up at the man. He was in his forties, mature, steady and elegant. He couldn't have any annoying thoughts about him.

"I'm the vice president of Meng's group. I just heard Miss Mu's remarks. I'm very interested in Mu's group. I wonder if I can ask Miss Mu to talk next to me?" he pointed to the nearby rest area and invited Mu Qing to go with him.

Mu Qingqing was a little embarrassed. He said everything about the Mu family and the Mu group, that is, he came to Mu Qingqing to discuss cooperation with the Mu group, not Huo Haoran, but she didn't know anything about the business in the mall, but it was about the Mu group, and she didn't refuse.

She stabilized her mood and walked on the dance floor with him. Huo Haoran raised her eyebrows. This woman really did a lot for mu. Even if she was forced, she endured it silently. Even marrying him. Every time she thought of this, Huo Haoran would pity her. She was his woman, and he could make up for his debt to her only by being more kind to her.

"Do you want me to help you?" most of the people walking in the mall are old-fashioned in their forties. Huo Haoran was afraid that she would not be able to cope, so he asked her with concern. Unexpectedly, I heard the woman firmly answer, "no, thank you."

Her answer was very polite. In Huo Haoran's ears, it sounded strange and suddenly a little unhappy.

The three sat down together. The middle-aged man naturally asked the waiter to take the wine. Huo Haoran frowned when he saw that he put wine glasses for mu Qingqing and himself. Her dark eyes flickered and looked at Mu Qingqing with some worry. I didn't know if she could cope with it?

"I'm very interested in what Miss Mu said just now. Meng also appreciates the principles your company adheres to. After all, the things displayed on the stage are limited. Please tell Miss Mu well for me."

Huo Haoran was afraid that Mu Qingqing couldn't answer. He looked at the woman next to him, but saw that she was not afraid. She looked calm and unhurried.

The assistant said that Mu Qingqing was so calm to deal with those famous ladies when he was away just now. He couldn't help appreciating her more and more. He felt that she had the style of a lady of a family. He was very satisfied that such a woman was his Huo Haoran's wife.

Mu Qingqing looked soft and weak. He didn't want to know everything about their Mu family, and he knew the current situation and future trend of Mu's family.

No matter what the other party asks, she can answer him appropriately with her own opinions.

"Ha ha, Miss Mu is young and beautiful. I didn't expect she was so talented!" he laughed and appreciated Mu Qingqing. She raised her glass and asked her to have a drink with him.

The glass was half full. The red wine had no degree, but Huo Haoran was still worried that she would not be able to eat it. A pair of slender hands reached out to her eyes and picked up the glass for her, "Qingqing can't drink. I drink for her."

Mu Qingqing was naturally very moved, but his face changed slightly. How can she drink in business? Even a female is no exception, but the middle-aged man obviously didn't care very much. Huo Haoran stopped a lot of wine for her.

Mu Qingqing looked at him to stop the wine for her. She unknowingly liked him. She knew that there was a person who cared about himself. It was such a warm feeling.

To show respect, Mu Qingqing drank a lot of wine during his conversation with him.

At the end of the conversation, Mu Qingqing's face became redder because of drinking. Now it's like a ripe peach. The cherry mouth is bright red, lovely and fresh under the infiltration of red wine. Huo Haoran almost couldn't help kissing on the spot.

He hugged Mu Qingqing and finally delivered the guests. He dared to say that he couldn't control it and helped Mu Qingqing to the car.

"Qingqing? Are you drunk?" Huo Haoran stretched his handsome face from the driver's seat to the co driver's seat and whispered in her ear.

Mu Qingqing was slightly drunk. He was hit on his face by his warm breath when he approached. It was itchy, and the red clouds on his cheeks were more obvious, "don't do this, I'm not drunk."

"But I'm drunk, Qingqing. I'm drunk for you." Huo Haoran suddenly said something very gentle. Is this a legendary confession? Mu Qingqing was stunned and didn't know what expression to face him.

He... How could he suddenly say such words? They are only linked by some kind of interest, aren't they? Why does she have a strange feeling that Huo Haoran is deeply in love in front of her? It must be because she is drunk, right.

"Well, Huo Shao, drink less wine in the future..." Mu Qingqing said shyly.

He was slightly stunned. The woman could really put aside the topic and no one noticed them. He suddenly hugged Mu Qingqing in his arms and pressed him on the cushions of tables and chairs.

Huo Haoran grabbed her with his lips. The kiss was strategic. She was her fiancee and could not refuse him. He could only let him ask for it madly. He obviously felt that the kiss was not enough. His big hand stretched out from her dress and felt the softness of her chest.

If it weren't for mu Qingqing's sudden tears, Huo Haoran might have dealt with her, but the tears in the corners of her eyes made him instantly awake, and the original surging mood subsided a lot.

He finally realized that he was too anxious. Mu Qingqing stopped his tears and hung his head pitifully.

"I'm sorry." Huo Haoran apologized. He shouldn't be so impulsive and almost scared her. She didn't speak, which was acquiescence.

"Well, let's go to your house and take your things out first." he smiled unconsciously with his slender hand holding the steering wheel.

"Go to my house... Move things?" Mu Qingqing didn't know why.