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

It was just getting dark.

Jiang Muyu opened her eyes and felt that there was someone beside her, she turned her head to look at the man beside her in a daze.

She froze.

His head has not yet fully awakened from his sleep, he opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to hold back a few words.

"Master Huo, when did you come back?"

The voice is very low.

Jiang Muyu didn't expect to get any response.

Unexpectedly, Huo Beicheng, who had closed his eyes tightly, turned his face sideways.

Those eyes looked sober, without any haze from just waking up.

He looked at her fixedly, "woke up so early?"

Jiang Muyu nodded, "I don't even know when you came back yesterday, didn't you say you were busy with a meeting?"

As she spoke, she sat up.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced in one direction of the room.

Then Jiang Muyu subconsciously froze, the pajamas on the sofa over there...

Her cheeks were so red that it was almost dripping, and she didn't dare to look up at the man beside her.

Oh my god!

She remembered that she didn't take out that thing yesterday, why was it taken out of the bag now?
Still spread out on the sofa upright?
Jiang Muyu's expression did not escape Huo Beicheng's gaze. He looked at the woman whose cheeks were getting redder, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile that was not a smile.

"Now that I'm back, would you like to try it for me?"

As First Young Master Huo spoke, his eyes followed hers.

Jiang Muyu: "..."

She was almost in a hurry, jumped up without daring to take a breath, and rushed into the bathroom in a hurry.

From a distance, her voice could be heard coming from the direction of the bathroom.

"You came back so late yesterday, sleep a little longer, I... I'll go wash up."

Jiang Muyu took a few deep breaths, and stayed in the bathroom for a long time before washing and dressing.

After coming out, she looked in the direction of the bed at first glance, only to find that Young Master Huo had already woken up, and did not go back to sleep as she imagined.

……

Huo Beicheng couldn't help showing a hint of helplessness and pampering on his face, and he shook his head with a chuckle.

Stepping forward, he gently rubbed the top of her head with the palm of his hand.

There seemed to be some heat in his palm, which touched Jiang Muyu's heartstrings.

There is an impulse filling the bottom of my heart...

"Master Huo!" Jiang Muyu looked at the man in front of him, her voice was a little more determined and serious.

She pursed her lips and continued: "Young Master Huo, I know that I am often self-willed, and my brain is not working well. I always like to think about this and that. You know, girls just think a lot."

Huo Beicheng put one hand on her head, and he lowered his head slightly.

The deep eyes met hers, "Well, I know, so what do you want to say?"

Jiang Muyu looked deeply into his eyes, and the emotion in his heart became more and more intense, as if it would overflow at any time.

She took a step forward, stretched out her hand, and gently hugged his waist.

His cheek was pressed against his chest, and the beating of his heart could be clearly heard in his ears.

"Master Huo, if one day I really make you angry? Can you promise me that no matter how angry you are, you can't ignore me and use cold violence!"

"I'm stupid, and I also feel very insecure. I hope you can tell me directly if there is anything!"