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

Facing the little girl's furious appearance, Huo Dashao just looked at her legs, without any intention of answering her words.

Jiang Muyu's cheeks were bulging, staring at his slightly lowered head, wishing he could hit him with a big slap.

Of course, for her, it was just a thought!

"Whatever you can write, I can think of it without thinking about it." Huo Dashao's beautiful thin lips hooked, and he spoke with a bit of coldness, his eyes still did not move away from her calf .

Jiang Muyu shrank her legs, "You don't need to think with your brain, can you think with your ass?"

Special, mentally retarded!

You are a master, you are amazing, why her manuscript!
Bastard, do you think that by showing a good face, you can clean up the mess for your mother...

"Jiang Muyu, I should have taught you before, girls speak well!" Huo Beicheng frowned when he heard this, and while squinting at her, his tone was already full of dissatisfaction.

Jiang Muyu: "Anyway, I'm a wild child who has no tutor and was abandoned by others. I can't speak well!"

Mother Huo said this, and she used it directly.

Last night, she tossed and turned on the bed for most of the night. For as long as she had been insomnia, mother Huo's voice had been lingering in her mind for so long.

If this is still the case tonight, she will really go crazy.

"The person I brought up, who dares to say that you don't have a tutor!" Huo Beicheng stared at her with dark eyes, and suddenly said this.

A plain and unwavering sentence, the face is still stern and beautiful.

But when such words came out of his mouth, Jiang Muyu almost stared out his eyes... Although it sounds like there is nothing wrong with it.

She is indeed his generation...

After a long silence, Jiang Muyu silently met his eyes, "Your mother said that!"

Huo Beicheng's expression remained unchanged: "Her Chinese is not good!"

Jiang Muyu: "..."

You don't speak Chinese well, are you fucking kidding me?
Mother Huo has indeed spent most of her time abroad in recent years, but did she grow up in China?
Huo Dashao, you are now saying that she is not good at Chinese, your excuse is too perfunctory.

Even if she is your mother, your argument is too weak.

Jiang Muyu resisted the urge to roll his eyes at him a few times, and took a deep breath, "Young Master Huo, you are going to get married, and I... already have a boyfriend, unless it's business, I don't think we have any What is the need to continue talking."

Damn, keep talking to this lunatic, she feels like her brain is going to be broken.

This kind of opening up the relationship, if she said it a few times, she felt that she was going crazy together.

keep going...

Huo Beicheng's eyes seemed to be as dark as the sea, and there was a kind of magic that made people want to fall into this black sea. Jiang Muyu turned his face away and stopped looking at him.

"boom!"

Another burst of thunder suddenly sounded!
Jiang Muyu subconsciously shrank in his direction, quickly grabbed the corner of his clothes with one hand, and looked at the dark sky with some trepidation.

At this time, the thunderstorm outside also became bigger and bigger after the thunder just now, and the bean-sized raindrops seemed to be splashed directly from the sky, hitting the roof of the car with a crackling sound.

The car suddenly became quiet!
Jiang Muyu shrank her body slightly, looked at the man's clothes beside her with lingering fear, and then stared blankly at the hem of the shirt she was pulling.

Huo Beicheng narrowed his eyes, "Talking about business like this?"

Jiang Muyu: "..."

I'm going to die, something like conditioned reflex is really going to die.

She just spoke uprightly, but she didn't finish speaking because of a thunder that grabbed his clothes and refused to let go.

She herself felt ashamed and flustered!
"There is dust..." Jiang Muyu laughed awkwardly twice, and pulled the corners of her mouth a little stiffly.

The sound of clattering rain almost covered her voice.

It's just that in such a small space in the car, Huo Beicheng still heard it.

He looked at her with an unfathomable expression, and she felt that she felt guilty, and quickly withdrew her hand holding his clothes, feeling that according to Huo Dashao's convulsions in the recent period, it is estimated that the next There will be no good things to say.

really!

"Jiang Muyu, don't you naively think that Su Jinxia will marry you?" Huo Beicheng's tone was freezing cold, "Or, do you think you can marry Ji Ziyang?"

When Jiang Muyu heard the names of the other two from his mouth, her whole body was almost stiffened to the extreme.

Hands and feet were placed honestly from the front, as if in school, with both hands on the lap, back straight, and eyes ahead, not daring to look at the man next to him at all.

Hearing his sarcastic remarks, she felt a little more cold sweat on her forehead.

Su Jinxia, ​​who pretended to be his girlfriend, was bumped into by Young Master Huo at the so-called blind date banquet.

Ji Ziyang, the male best friend she used as a shield several times!

Now that the two rumored boyfriends appeared at the same time in the mouth of the third man with whom she had an unclear relationship, she felt that the hairs all over her body were about to stand on end.

What the hell, she must have been frightened by the thunder just now!
"I'm still young, so I'm not in a hurry to get married!" Jiang Muyu swallowed hard.

Huo Beicheng: "My mother treats Su Jinxia as a half son. If she wants to marry half a son, it's better to marry a whole son!"

Jiang Muyu: "..."

She must be hallucinating!
Why marry half a son, and why marry a full...

This is all evil and crooked, nonsense.

Huo Beicheng loosened the collar of his shirt again, looking at the motionless posture of the woman beside him, "How much do you know about the Ji family? According to your IQ, going abroad is a mentally handicapped waiting to be trafficked!"

poisonous!

Young Master Huo even started to attack personally!

Although she doesn't study well, she is not mentally retarded!

Jiang Muyu mechanically turned her head slowly, looking at Huo Beicheng's profile, "Yesterday and today, what did you come to see me for?"

Yesterday he was waiting downstairs in the community where he lived.

Today, she appeared in front of her inexplicably again...

What did you say about sending scald ointment? In fact, she didn't believe it at all in her heart. Mother Huo needed to deal with the aftermath when she poured a cup of tea on her?At most, she secretly slandered in her heart.

Huo Beicheng turned his head away from the window at this time, and his heart seemed to be a little more nervous. Through the reflection of the glass window, he could see Jiang Muyu staring at him suspiciously.

He looked at her in the window, and after a while he said, "Be my woman!"

The man's cold voice, along with the sound of the rain outside, reached Jiang Muyu's ears.

It was just five simple words, but it squeezed all the thoughts out of her mind, occupying her whole brain directly with incomparable strength.

He said: Be my woman!

After Jiang Muyu was stunned, she showed a face of horror, and her two hands on her lap were tightly clenched into fists...