You are my lovely wife

Mu Qingqing opened his mouth obediently. Huo Haoran put the fish in her mouth, took away the chopsticks, and accidentally touched her thin lips. The thin lip flicked a little, as delicate as jelly, making people want to kiss. Her eyes and eyebrows are crystal clear, which looks particularly dazzling in the light.

Huo Haoran looked at her very tenderly. The cold look on his face had already turned into a Wang of spring water for her and no longer existed. Looking at her appearance, she was so clever and had a strong affection at the bottom of her heart. She reached out and pinched the bridge of her nose and said intimately, "don't be stunned. Eat quickly."

His movements are very gentle, with a bit of discipline and a bit of intimacy between lovers. This intimate way of showing immediately made Mu Qingqing faint and dye his face into a pink purplish red. He bowed his head and lay down for two mouthfuls of rice. Slightly raised his head and saw that the man was still staring at himself, with a taste of banter in his eyes. This was not contempt, but deliberate provocation.

She was a little dissatisfied at the bottom of her heart. She looked back at the dish of steamed ribs on the table, picked it up and held it in her mouth, put down the chopsticks, and a trace of cunning flashed across her eyes. She slowly got up and stood in front of him. Suddenly, she bowed her head and put the ribs on Huo Haoran's lips without showing weakness.

The delicate thin lip bit the spareribs with some fragrance, which showed up in front of him. Huo Haoran was stunned, and there was something unexpected in the bottom of his eyes. He immediately restrained his unexpected look, put his hand around the woman in front of him, took the ribs and stretched out his tongue to lick her thin lips. A look like a fishy cat was displayed in Mu Qingqing's eyes and whispered in his ear, "it's delicious".

He deliberately licked his slightly dry thin lips, which seemed to be stained with water. This made Mu Qingqing's face immediately stained with a layer of blush, and his eyes were extremely shy. He sat on his legs and instinctively put his hand around his neck for fear of falling down.

"Do you want to continue to sit on my lap or feed me like this?" his voice was low, with some low seduction, the smile on the corners of his lips was so bright, and his normally frowned eyebrows were relaxed because of the woman in front of him. He gently hugged her and took all the look on her face into his eyes, without missing a little look on her face.

Mu Qingqing sat down on her body and gently wanted to push people away, but unexpectedly, the man refused to let go of himself and held himself tighter. His face inevitably looked more shy, but his body was very full and settled down and sat obediently on his legs. Huo Haoran feeds Mu Qingqing with vegetables. They are very sweet and show no doubt on the table.

Time passed in the twinkling of an eye. Huo Haoran had already handled the company's affairs properly. He went to the bathroom and took a bath. As soon as he came out, he saw Mu Qingqing lying in bed, consciously holding his tablet in his hand. He looked very serious, as if he was studying something.

He wiped his wet hair clean, went into the quilt and stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms. His eyes were still as tender as water. He put his jaw against her head, looked at the laptop in her hand, and asked softly, "what are you looking at, so absorbed?"

The voice was very soft, revealing a little distressed. He didn't want to see any frown or unhappy expression on his face. She was the only treasure at the bottom of his heart. How could he be willing to make her frown and sad?

Feeling the coming of others, he restrained his dignified expression, smiled clearly, turned off the computer and whispered, "it's nothing. I just want to transform the company into a cultural industry. I'm just doing ppt."

Looking back at Huo Haoran's eyes, he suddenly remembered that he should have this experience. His eyes immediately flashed a light, gathered together, skillfully leaned against his arms and asked, "I don't know if President Huo has any suggestions, huh?"

That light um invaded his heart and made him feel different at the bottom of his heart. He pinched Mu Qingqing's face with his hand and whispered his opinions.

"First of all, we should show it to everyone in combination with our understanding of the cultural industry and the market: secondly..." he looked a bit serious and told Mu Qingqing all his suggestions in a low voice without concealing anything. He doesn't mind her any behavior. As long as he doesn't betray or leave himself, he will support her without hesitation and spoil her like this.

Mu Qingqing, when he spoke, was very serious about putting what he said in her mind. When he finished, he asked again what he did not understand, and the best way to do it was to extract the essence and discard the dross.

After the two talked about this series of things, Mu Qingqing was very satisfied and kissed Huo Haoran on his face. The smile on his face was so beautiful and intoxicating.

"Go to sleep." Huo Haoran whispered this sentence. He didn't want his woman to wear a pair of panda eyes and shrink the smile from the corners of his lips when she went to work tomorrow, but he couldn't accept the love from the bottom of his eyes.

She lay on his arm, closed her eyes and whispered, "good night."

He gave a soft hum and turned off the lights in the house. The two people hugged each other and slept in the night, and the face was so sweet.

In the early morning, just after a little sunshine came in, Huo Haoran opened his eyes, raised his eyes and looked at Mu Qingqing. The mobile phone on one side vibrated. He immediately stretched out his hand under her neck and moved very gently without disturbing her comforting sleep. Then he took his mobile phone to the balcony and looked at the caller on the screen showing Huoshan. He was a little uneasy at the bottom of his heart. He pressed the answer button without thinking much.

"Zhang Shan is crazy. He doesn't know who he was at that time." the first sentence from the phone was this. There was no slightest pause. Huo Shan's voice also felt a little nervous. At this time, he stood in front of the crazy Zhang Shan and frowned tightly.

Huo Haoran said coldly and hung up the phone. His eyebrows were also tightly wrinkled. After thinking for a long time, he walked in slowly. Looking at Mu Qingqing lying in bed, her sleeping face was so comforting, and the tight frown between her eyebrows gradually slowed down.

I will never let anyone hurt you, absolutely not!

He reached out and stroked her face, swore secretly in the bottom of his heart, and his eyes were full of tenderness.