Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

In the days that followed, Jiang Muyu lived almost every day, hoping that No. 30 would come later, but in the end it was still inevitable to wait for this day.

After waking up early in the morning, she folded her hands silently on the bed and prayed for 3 minutes.

Standing in the bathroom brushing her teeth, she looked at herself in the mirror, thinking that today she would go to the airport for a squatting, and the person squatting was still Huo Beicheng, so she couldn't help feeling anxious.

She patted her cheeks with cold water, trying to keep her mind clear.

"Jiang Muyu, it's no big deal, just treat him as an interview subject! An ordinary interview subject!" She repeated the words she had muttered countless times recently, trying to hypnotize herself.

However, the effect was obviously not as good as she imagined.

After breakfast, she went out to the airport by car. After doing such a long time of psychological work, she still couldn't help her nervous heart beating wildly along the way.

What if this really happened to Huo Beicheng?

The person who obviously wanted to avoid him and run away, but now he wants to deliver it to his door...

But no matter how anxious and hesitant she was, she finally went to the entrance of the VIP channel of the airport honestly.

Jiang Muyu stood there leaning against the wall and waited. After a long time, she felt that her eyelids became heavier and heavier after suffering from insomnia for most of the night yesterday. Finally, she leaned against the wall and became drowsy.

……

Huo Beicheng was wearing a black shirt today, the sleeves were half rolled up to reveal a section of his arm, and the straight trousers lined his two long legs, which were extraordinarily slender. He was casual and handsome without losing his aura.

At this moment, he was striding towards the VIP passage, full of momentum, and attracted the attention of many women along the way.

Suddenly, his steps stopped, and his eyes fixed on a woman at the entrance of the passage.

The young girl was leaning against the wall with her head tilted, her little head was on fire every now and then, it was obvious that she was dozing off due to sleepiness.

Huo Beicheng looked at the girl, approached him, and frowned slightly, "Who told you to sleep here?"

The voice is low and mellow, and it seems to have a bit of reprimand.

This kind of reprimand has been very familiar to him and her in the past 13 years.

"Well, don't make noise, let me sleep for another 5 minutes, just 5 minutes." Jiang Muyu, who was sleepy, muttered habitually, without even opening her eyelids.

Listening to her words, Huo Beicheng's handsome face was in a trance for a moment, and his eyes were fixed on the sleepy woman in front of him.

She tilted her head and leaned against the wall. She didn't know whether it was because she was disturbed or because she was uncomfortable sleeping, her brows were frowned, and her white and tender face was almost like a bun.

He raised his hand subconsciously, but halfway through the lift, his black eyes narrowed slightly, as if he remembered something, he suddenly stopped.

What memories suddenly flooded into my mind...

The little girl in the memory of those years overlapped with the woman in front of me, and time seemed to stop at this moment suddenly.

In the past, this little girl had difficulty getting out of bed, she liked to stay in bed and was angry at getting up, every morning she wished she could stay on the bed for a few more minutes before getting up.

Every time he went to call her, she would brazenly hug the quilt and act coquettishly, "Ah, Young Master Huo, let me sleep for another 5 minutes, just 5 minutes."

"stand up!"

"Let me sleep a little longer!"

While cheating, Jiang Muyu would get into the quilt until the whole body got into the quilt, and then there was no more movement.

Usually he calls her after 5 minutes and still gets the same result.

"I'm too sleepy, 5 minutes...you let me lie down for another 5 minutes." In order to sleep late, this girl is someone who can say this a hundred times.

Back then, he didn't care about the difference between men and women, so he lifted her quilt several times when he went up, "Get up, lazy pig!"

……

Jiang Muyu slept a little drowsily, and the airport broadcast could be faintly heard in her ears.

She just opened her eyes in a daze, and found that there was a man standing in front of her. What she could see was the man's chest, the muscle lines that could not be concealed by the shirt, and the tall and straight figure.

Wow, macho?
Her gaze gradually went up, and she saw the man's face clearly!
Handsome!
How handsome!
but……

"Master Huo, you... why are you here? When did you come?" Jiang Muyu blinked her eyes, and her rational mind had already recognized the person.

She straightened up in an instant, her eyes widened, and all the drowsiness disappeared.

Crying without tears!

Who can tell her why Huo Beicheng stood in front of her?

Oh my god, she actually fell asleep when she was guarding First Young Master Huo at the airport!
Huo Beicheng was brought back to his thoughts by her voice, and his eyes gradually darkened as he looked at the face in front of him that almost overlapped with the past.

At this moment, Jiang Muyu was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, the hairs all over his body stood on end.

She tensed her body and scanned left and right to make sure that she was really on the airport side. She closed her eyes forcefully, opened them again, and looked a little sad and indignant.

So... Now the situation is that she actually squatted in Huo Beicheng! !

She immediately smiled seriously and said, "Master Huo, hello, I'm a reporter from Century Entertainment Company, our company wants to..."

Before Jiang Muyu finished speaking, Huo Beicheng's cold tone interrupted him, "I don't accept interviews."

After speaking, he raised his hand and glanced at the watch in his hand, with a very impatient expression.

Jiang Muyu was a little embarrassed immediately.

I can't even continue the prepared opening remarks, how to play?
Especially Huo Beicheng's indifferent attitude of "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you", made her want to run almost subconsciously.

"Actually, you can still think about it..." She chuckled, with a flattering expression on her face.

The big girl can bend and stretch!
For the news, for the task, for... the meal, she endured it!

Then Jiang Muyu watched Huo Beicheng's eyes fall on her face, then looked her up and down from top to bottom, and finally fell on her front, with a mocking chuckle on her lips, "Why? consider?"

That contemptuous tone did not seem to be refusing an interview.

Especially the sizing eyes, he looks more like he is despising her figure...

Jiang Muyu's eyes widened immediately, with anger in his heart, he stared at him and silently puffed up his chest, "We all rely on our strength, Mr. Huo, you can get to know it first, and then consider the interview."

"Heh!" Huo Beicheng snorted softly, his expression seemed a little more mocking, "You think I don't understand enough?"

Jiang Muyu's face flushed instantly when he saw him, "You..."

The atmosphere instantly became ambiguous and awkward.

Jiang Muyu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. What does it mean that Huo Beicheng doesn't like her, but still comes to tease her like this?
Do you think she is a woman who can play around casually?So can it be practiced casually?

That's right, after all, she was picked up by him when she was five years old. Until then, he raised her for 13 years. In his eyes, she is probably the bed warmer raised at home.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Muyu stubbornly shut her mouth and said no more, she was afraid that if she spoke again, she would not be able to help but want to cry.

She... doesn't want to cry in front of him!

When she left the Huo family three years ago, she told herself that she could no longer cry in front of him.

In the past at Huo's house, she would cry all kinds of fake cries, and occasionally cry when she was angry, but at that time she knew that he would spoil her.

As long as she cries, no matter how angry Huo Beicheng is, he will immediately come to coax her.

Although every time he coaxed her, he always looked impatient, "I just know how to cry, it's so ugly!"

But at that time, his eyes were gentle, which made her indulge in it...

Cry at that time, because someone hurts!

Now...she doesn't want to cry because no one will care!
Huo Beicheng looked at Jiang Muyu in front of him tightly pursing his lips, with a stubborn face, staring at him with red eyes, as if he was going to cry in a second.

His pupils shrank, and the hand that was about to be raised subconsciously was withdrawn abruptly.

She might not know, but her appearance of wanting to cry but insisting on not crying made him even more... at a loss.

Huo Beicheng turned his face away as if to cover up, his whole body was terribly cool, he looked at the time impatiently, and said in a cold voice, "I don't have time to waste time with you here."

After the words fell, he turned around and stepped into the VIP passage.

Jiang Muyu stared at him and left without saying a word...