Good Morning Marshal: Adorable Rabbit Sweet Wife Attacks

This guy has such abilities. Originally, she still felt sorry for him and felt very guilty. When he said that, he didn't have any emotions. He just felt that this guy had a thick skin.

"Why are you so nervous if you don't feel sorry for me?" Quan Xiao said with a smile.

"It seems that you are fine, you can talk to me now." Mu Jiaren rolled her eyes and wanted to babble: "You are not allowed to bully me in the future, you know, otherwise I will..."

Before Mu Jiaren could finish speaking, Quan Xiao started the engine and drove the car away. A puff of black smoke rose in the air, and Mu Jiaren stomped on the spot in anger. There was nothing he could do.

"I haven't finished my words yet, are you... educated?"

Fiercely kicking the stones under her feet, holding back her anger, Mu Jiaren walked towards Quan's villa with a black plastic bag in her arms. As soon as she got to the door, she saw Qingyan standing there with a look on his face. with an awkward smile.

"I just came out, Ms. Mu, but I didn't see anything." Qingyan waved his hands, and walked past Mu Jiaren in a hurry without looking into her eyes. As soon as he walked past Mu Jiaren, Qingyan trotted He ran towards the spacious and clean road outside.

"Uh, I asked when did you come out?" Mu Jiaren looked at Qingyan curiously, and she was sure that he had seen all the scene of Quan Xiao kissing her just now, but it didn't matter, she would not be shy anymore, Anyway, it was not once or twice that Qingyan bumped into such a scene.

However, Qingyan's appearance is really funny, isn't this a typical place where there is no silver 300 taels?
After calming down a bit, Mu Jiaren walked into the living room with a black plastic bag in her arms. As soon as she entered the living room, she saw Ximen Shuying sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a magazine. She was wearing a purple tight-fitting long-sleeved dress. Ximen Shuying's figure is exquisite and attractive, and she is wearing a pair of lavender high-heeled shoes that go well with her clothes.

Um, aren't you tired of wearing such a formal dress every day?Mu Jiaren glanced down at her jeans and white shirt. The difference was huge. Mu Jiaren glanced around, but there was no one else around.

"I said who came back. It turned out to be Miss Mu." Putting down the magazine in her hand, Ximen Shuying got up, stepped on her pointy high-heeled shoes and walked two steps to Mu Jiaren. Nervous, don't let Ximen Shuying see this chicken bowl cup.

"Miss Mu, you've been really busy recently. You don't see anyone every morning, where have you been?" Ximen Shuying walked around Mu Jiaren, asking with "concern".

"Um, I'm going for a run."

Mu Jiaren murmured in her heart, didn't the housekeeper explain this problem to everyone a long time ago?
Ximen Shuying also asked, what did she mean, did she deliberately make things difficult for her?
I know that Ximen Shuying is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Running? Why does Miss Mu go for a run for no reason?"

Ximen Shuying obviously didn't believe Mu Jiaren's words, her slender brows were slightly frowned, and Danfeng shot a probing and vigilant look in her eyes, walking around in front of Mu Jiaren on her thin high-heeled shoes.

Thinking in his heart, he wondered what the hell this Mu Jiaren was doing behind his back.

"Miss Ximen, aren't you tired of swaying in front of me in high heels?" She wasn't too tired, even Mu Jiaren looked tired.

After a pause, Mu Jiaren was not to be outdone, and said solemnly: "Besides, why can't I go for a run? Is it only you soldiers who can train?"

"Of course not, but running requires persistence. I don't know if Ms. Mu can persevere. Don't give up halfway and make people laugh."

Ximen Shuying spoke with a strange tone of yin and yang, with a mocking smile on the corner of her lips.

This young lady also runs on a whim?Who is it, Ximen Shuying doesn't believe Mu Jiaren's words at all.

Mu Jiaren tried her best to bear it: "I don't need Miss Ximen to worry about this."

Suddenly, Ximen Shuying saw something in Mu Jiaren's arms with sharp eyes. There was something covered under the black plastic bag. Ximen Shuying asked curiously: "Miss Mu, what is this?"

Straightening her back, Mu Jiaren was a little nervous, Emma, ​​why did Ximen Shuying notice this thing, fortunately Quan Xiao asked her to cover it with a plastic bag just now.

Don't make Ximen Shuying suspicious.

On the surface, Mu Jiaren tried her best to put on a calm and calm look and said: "Miss Ximen, what I take is my privacy, and it has nothing to do with you, right?"

"Don't forget, this is at Quan's house, not at your barracks. Oh, and by the way, I'm not under your control anymore."

"You!" Ximen Shuying didn't say a word when she was choked, and her angry Liu Yemei almost stood up, feeling a pang of anger in her chest, but she had no words to refute.

"Miss Ximen, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you."

Mu Jiaren swaggered past Ximen Shuying holding the chicken bowl cup.

"It's unreasonable!" Ximen Shuying kicked the trash can next to it upside down, and the garbage rolled out of the trash can, covering the floor of the living room.

"What happened?" Madam Quan's majestic voice suddenly sounded, Ximen Shuying looked back at Madam Shangquan with serious questioning eyes.

As soon as Mrs. Quan came back, she saw the garbage all over the floor, and she was in a bad mood instantly.

She immediately changed into a smiling face, and quickly apologized and said: "It's nothing, no auntie, I just died because I accidentally kicked over the trash can, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

……

As night fell, thousands of houses were lit up, and the warm street lights in Quancheng were lit up.

The dinner at Quan's Villa this time was not as cheerful as in the past, and everyone was quite silent.

Ximen Shuying tentatively enthusiastically served Mrs. Quan some food, but Mrs. Quan didn't respond coldly.

Ximen Shuyuan had no choice but to help himself with an embarrassed smile: "Auntie doesn't have a good appetite today, does she?"

Mrs. Quan didn't say anything, but elegantly held the chopsticks and forks as if she didn't hear, Ximen Shuying had no choice but to eat with her head down and didn't dare to say anything.

Although Mu Jiaren didn't raise her head and didn't say anything, she saw everything in her eyes and wondered why Madam Quan was so indifferent to Ximen Shuying all of a sudden?
After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't understand it, so I simply stopped thinking about it and concentrated on eating my own food.

Quan Xiao ate his meal with a good appetite, completely ignoring the secret rivalry between the three women at the table.

After simply eating dinner, Quan Xiao went to the study.

There are still a lot of documents waiting for his approval tonight. He likes to work when the night is quiet, so that he can concentrate on things the most.

As soon as the door of the study was closed, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Quan Xiao was displeased, his good-looking brows frowned, and his tone was very cold. He hated others to disturb him when he was working.

"It's me, your mother." A majestic and loud voice sounded at the door, and Mrs. Quan's familiar voice came in through the crack of the door.

"Squeak..." After the door of the study room opened, Quan Xiao let his mother in: "Mom, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Quan looked around Quan Xiao's study room, looked at the mountain-high documents on his desk, and teased: "Marshal Quan is a busy person, am I interrupting Marshal Quan to be busy with work?"

"Mom, look at what you said, no job is as important as you!"