You are my lovely wife

Mu qingben also wanted to continue teasing him for a while. Looking at his serious face, he immediately put down the thought, sent his seat belt obediently, and looked ahead waiting for his departure.

Huo Haoran looked at her lovely appearance, couldn't help kissing her on the cheek, and then immediately moved back to a face and drove seriously.

Although she was a little surprised, she didn't say much. She wore a shallow smile on her lips and occasionally said a word to tease him. He also said a few words from time to time. They came home safe and sound, with a faint smile on their faces.

"I'll go back to my room first and tidy up the dongxila." Mu Qingqing threw out this sentence as soon as he got off the bus. Without a trace of hesitation, he closed the door and ran to the room with great dedication. This made Huo Haoran feel both gratified and helpless. He silently parked the car in the garage and went to the kitchen to get her something to eat.

As soon as she went upstairs, she sorted out the recruitment information she brought back from the company, and planned to find some network editors first, so as to create a new cultural industry for her company's development on the network, and try their character. She looked very serious, and first used her laptop to query some responsible editors on the website to consider whether the development of this region is good. If there are no problems, she can hand it over to the personnel department.

As soon as she thought that her suggestion could be implemented, she was very happy at the bottom of her heart. The excitement of her eyes couldn't be pressed. She sorted it out in such a leisurely manner.

Huo Haoran downstairs has been getting some food in the kitchen, ready to reward his little wife. He looked at the kitchen utensils in the kitchen and remembered that she seemed to like eating something sweeter, so he decided to make some different macarons. He put an apron around himself and tied the rope behind him.

First, he stirred the butter, flour and egg yolk to feather shape, and then added a small amount of blueberry jam, strawberry jam and so on. Then cook for another 15 minutes, cool it and put it into the model for 5 minutes. Then put it into the oven, preheat it to 150 ℃, wait for 10 minutes, and then cool it.

Mu Qingqing in the room was having a headache for those materials. Looking at this series of things, he couldn't help rubbing his messy hair and spitting out a decadent sentence: "I'm so tired". Although I still make complaints about it, I still feel very sorry for it. I looked around and realized that Huo Haoran had never been around her, and she had been resigned and moved to work.

A sound of opening the door disturbed the silence in the room. Mu Qingqing slowly raised his head and watched Huo Haoran come in with a plate of macarons with different tastes. His face was not cold and serious at all. Instead, he could catch an obvious smile at the bottom of his eyes. He said softly, "have something to eat?"

Then he handed the makaron in his hand to Mu Qingqing. I don't know why there is always a feeling of expectation to be praised in the bottom of my heart.

Mu Qingqing looked at him and stared straight into his eyes. His dissatisfaction had long disappeared, and two words suddenly flashed in his mind.

lovely.

Suddenly, he was stunned. After a while, he reached out and picked up a blueberry macarone, took a bite, and a smell of soft directly penetrated into his mouth. It can be called the feeling of instant melting in the mouth, accompanied by a sweet taste. It doesn't stick to his teeth. It tastes very good.

"Is it delicious?" Huo Haoran asked this question in the next second, which immediately exposed his expectation at the bottom of his heart.

A tall man just stood in the kitchen, sat down with cakes, swept the floor with his old dignity, and a good family man flashed in her mind. Suddenly he couldn't help laughing, which made Huo Haoran a little confused, so he asked, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing, nothing," she said with a shallow smile on her face. He restrained his face and said slowly, "it's delicious. There's a feeling of instant melting in the mouth." after that, he wiped the macarone on his hand one mouthful at a time, proving that he was telling the truth.

This sentence made Huo Haoran feel very happy. His eyes also showed a look of dese. It really made people want to laugh, just like a proud child. Then he approached Mu Qingqing bit by bit, looked at her suddenly showing a confused look, and stretched out his finger to his cheek, like a visual sense of giving a kiss as a reward.

This immediately made Mu Qingqing feel a little helpless. Looking at his appearance, he immediately remembered the little milk dog he saw downstairs some time ago, whetted haw and left that soft kiss on his face, and joked: "you just looked like a little milk dog, knocking cute."

Her eyes were very flexible. When she said this sentence, she seemed to be remembering, but the ridicule at the bottom of her eyes immediately made Huo Haoran's heart a little confused, so she looked at her. Just when he was about to ask something, Mu Qingqing reached out to tickle him, and a playful appearance appeared in front of him. Naturally, he would not show weakness, so he immediately stretched out his hand to fight back. The two of them were so noisy in bed, and the laughter was so provoking that ripples appeared in the bottom of their hearts.

Time passed by minute by minute. When they couldn't laugh, they lay in bed for a while to relax their body and mind, while Huo Haoran was still thinking about what she had just said.

"I'll take a bath first." after a rest, she decided to take a bath to wash away the sweat on her body, and then went to rest after finishing her things. She didn't notice the doubt in Huo Haoran's eyes at all.