You are my lovely wife

After work, Mu Qingqing didn't go home directly, but went to a nearby shopping mall. She was going to see if there was anything delicious.

Today she is in a very good mood. She wants to cook more dishes when she gets home in the evening, and then two people can have a romantic dinner.

Mu Qingqing strolled around the mall, bought a lot of dishes, and then went home with his things.

"You're back." Huo Haoran sat on the sofa watching TV, watching Mu Qingqing carrying big bags and small bags, and quickly stood up from the sofa. Then go and help her with her things.

"Yes, I'm back. Go sit there and have a rest. Don't worry. I'll cook two good dishes for you later." Mu Qingqing saw that Huo Haoran came to help herself. She asked Huo Haoran to have a rest. She was busy herself.

"What's going on today? Does it look like you're in a good mood?" Huo Haoran pinched a piece that had just been killed

Mu Qing chewed the cucumber he had cut and looked at Mu Qingqing. He felt a little strange. Today, Mu Qingqing met something good and was so happy.

"Of course I'm happy. I didn't expect you to have such a romantic side. I saw the roses you gave me at work during the day." Mu Qingqing said about the roses.

"Roses?" Huo Haoran wondered. He didn't send flowers to Mu Qingqing today! What the hell is going on?

"Yes, it's the roses you sent. It's really beautiful, thank you." Mu Qingqing didn't know what was going on, and then I looked at him and added.

"Oh." Huo Haoran was a little angry at this moment. I didn't send her roses. Who gave the roses to Tian.

"What's the matter with you?" Mu Qingqing looked at Huo Haoran and felt as if there was something wrong with his state. But she didn't know what caused it.

"It's all right." Huo Haoran pressed his face and stuffed the cucumber slices in his mouth. Then he sat back on the sofa and watched TV.

Mu Qingqing didn't know what had happened to her. He didn't know that the two were chatting well. Suddenly Huo Haoran changed his face.

"What's the matter with you? What's wrong with me? You're angry." Mu Qingqing went to the edge of the sofa and looked at Huo Haoran.

"No, I just don't know what's wrong at the moment. I'm uncomfortable." Huo Haoran was a little jealous, but he tried to make himself less obvious and let people see that he was jealous.

"Well, it's all right." Mu Qingqing didn't know Huo Haoran was jealous, so she turned back and continued to cook.

So the two didn't say anything. They had dinner together in the evening and hurried to have a rest.

"Xiao Yue, what are you doing at home? Are you busy? Come out and sit with me." the next morning, Mu Qingqing called Xiao Yue.

She felt that she was in a bad mood and wanted to talk to Xiao Yue wholeheartedly, so she called her long ago.

"OK, I'm idle now anyway. I'm fine at home. You can go right away if you want to see me." Xiao Yue heard Mu Qingqing's voice after receiving the phone call and learned that she was asked to go out and have a seat. She soon agreed.

"Then I'll see you at the old place."

"OK, I'll start now."

After Mu Qingqing and Xiao Yue agreed on a place, they both set out. It wasn't long before they met in that cafe.

"What's the matter? How can you remember if you met something on your mind when you asked me out today." Xiao Yue knew Mu Qingqing's character very well, so she knew that Mu Qingqing must have something on his mind to tell her.

"Yes, I don't know what happened. After I went back yesterday and told Huo Haoran about roses, he became unhappy." Mu Qingqing lowered his head and looked a little unhappy.

"Why isn't he happy? Didn't he send the flowers..." Xiao Yue had a bold guess. She thought in her heart that maybe the flowers weren't sent by Huo Haoran, otherwise how could Huo Haoran have such a big reaction.

"It wasn't from him. Who sent it?" Mu Qingqing felt a little confused. She didn't think about it.

But now she thinks that this possibility still exists. Otherwise, what kind of vinegar did Huo Haoran eat and what was he angry with himself?

"I don't know. Who do you think it should be?" Xiao Yue thought. She knew in her heart that it might be the river island.

But she didn't say it. She thought it. She was afraid if she guessed wrong.

"Whatever it is, I don't want anyone who didn't send me roses. Alas, I don't know who sent me roses, which made Huo Haoran angry." Mu Qingqing lowered her head, and she felt a little guilty.

Originally, she thought that Huo Haoran gave her the bouquet of flowers. As a result, Xiao Yue analyzed it today, and she realized that Huo Haoran didn't give her the flowers.

No wonder she mentioned the rose. Huo Haoran changed and looked so strange. That's why! I really misunderstood him.

"Well, don't think so much." Xiao Yue looked at Mu Qingqing who was very unhappy. All she could do now was to enlighten her.

"It's all right. Go to work first. I'll sit here and be quiet." Mu Qingqing looked at Xiao Yue. She didn't want to delay Xiao Yue's time, so she wanted Xiao Yue to go back to work first.

"Then I'll go. Don't think too much. Bye." Xiao Yue and Mu Qing said goodbye and left.

Mu Qingqing was left alone in the cafe, drinking coffee and in a daze.

As soon as Xiao Yue went out of the cafe, she picked up her mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Xiao Yue, what's the matter? What's the matter?" the river island at the other end of the phone answered the phone. Just ask Xiao Yue what's the matter with calling herself?

"Did you give the bouquet of roses to Mu Qingqing?" Xiao Yue said her thoughts directly. She wanted to see if the flowers were from hezhizhou.

"Yes, how did you know that I gave it to her? What's the matter?" he Zhizhou didn't know what had happened.

"What's the matter? Mu Qingqing and Huo Haoran are at odds because you sent this bunch of flowers." Xiao Yue said to the river island at the other end of the phone.

"How is mu Qingqing now?" hezhizhou began to worry about Mu Qingqing's state.

"She is very unhappy now." Xiao Yue told hezhizhou about Mu Qingqing's reaction.

After he Zhizhou knew Mu Qingqing's reaction, he felt very headache.