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

Jiang Muyu looked at the father and son who were facing each other in front of them, and neither was left behind, and was a little speechless.

They can match anything.

"Well...how about we go to bed early?"

Jiang Muyu looked left and right, the two faces really looked alike.

Not to mention other things, just the demeanor during the argument is not much different.

It's just that the two father and son who look so much alike seem to be born enemies, and they always hurt a few words when they meet.

She was a little skeptical if she was born wrong.

Xiao Nian Nian: "Mommy, you and I share a room tonight, to avoid problems in the marriage relationship, it is best to keep a little distance and freshness."

First Young Master Huo: "..."

Have the nerve to talk about freshness and distance?

He ran away from home with his wife and went to another city to find other men for such a long time.

That's not enough distance?

Jiang Muyu coughed twice, carefully glanced at First Young Master Huo whose lips were tensed into a straight line, and felt that the man's handsome face was so gloomy that it seemed to sink into the water at any time.

It is obvious that there is an imperceptible danger in the air...

She felt that if she agreed directly now, Huo Dashao would probably explode in a few minutes.

"Niannian baby, tonight..." Jiang Muyu looked at her lovely son, thinking about what words to use.

"The most important thing in a marriage relationship is communication, and the last thing you should do is to meddle in the relationship between husband and wife." Huo Dashao's eyes were full of warning, "Even if it is a biological son."

The little guy's face was tense, he looked at his parents in front of him, turned his body and went straight back to the room, leaving behind a "bang" sound of closing the door.

Niannian, are you angry?
Or just want to sleep?

Should she go to comfort her eldest son now? She ran out because she wanted to come back to work.

Jiang Muyu looked anxiously at the direction her son was leaving, and suddenly felt her chin being pinched, and turned her face away with a slightly strong hand, and looked at the previous one with a bit of anger. handsome face.

Facing Young Master Huo's eyes full of anger at this moment, Jiang Muyu was a little confused.

Huo Dashao: "You still want to sleep with other men!"

Jiang Muyu: "..."

That's not another man, that's your son, your own, true to form!

As if knowing what she wanted to say, the man's eyes fell on her face, and he snorted softly, "My son is also a man, and I will hug other women in the future."

"..."

Facing the man's aggressive gaze, Jiang Muyu immediately nodded obediently, "Well, Young Master Huo, you are right."

"Then let's settle the blame for you running away from home!" The man stroked her chin with his warm fingers, and the corners of his lips rose slightly in a smile that was not a smile.

"No, let's talk about something else..." Jiang Muyu laughed and tried to change the subject, "You don't know about Ji Ziyang and Sister Yanran, right? Let me tell you about them..."

All the words that were not finished were interrupted by the person who suddenly kissed him.

There is a bit of punishment in the domineering, constantly devouring her taste.

The man told her very directly with his actions that he didn't want to listen to other people's affairs now, he just wanted to talk and do something private between the two of them.

……

Three days later at night, the temperature suddenly dropped a lot, and there was a faint drizzle in the sky.

The wet and cold weather makes people hardly want to go out, just want to stay in the house.

A piece of news suddenly spread in the circle, causing waves...