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

In the bathroom, Huo Beicheng was alone in the bathroom. The needle tube in his hand was directly connected to the door, and he looked out from inside.

Jiang Muyu froze outside the door with a hanging bottle shelf, holding a breath in his heart for a long time, and seeing him stop and look over, he was so frightened that he blocked the shelf in front of him, and said first: "Huo Beicheng Don't let me in."

She didn't want to go in and watch him go to the toilet. Thinking of that scene, and then thinking about the scene of last night...

She will absolutely never go in!

Jiang Muyu lowered her head and held on to the bottle holder tightly with both hands. She didn't hear his answer for a long time, and then she felt a hand reaching out as if trying to grab hers. She immediately yelled in fright: "I won't go in! , I will never go in!"

Huo Beicheng looked up at her, grabbed the shelf with his left hand and pulled it down, only to find that her hands were tightly grasped.

He paused, looking at her face, "Let go!"

Jiang Muyu quickly let go of her hands when she heard this, and then watched the door of the bathroom in front of her be closed with a "bang". She was finally relieved after holding back for a long time, and she was almost scared to death by his arrogance. Thought he was really going to let her in.

Exhaling deeply, she patted her chest with one hand, until now she felt that her heartbeat was accelerating and couldn't slow down.

It's better for Huo Beicheng to torment her when he wakes up early in the morning than for him to fall asleep at night.

Emma!

If I do this a few more times, I will lose a few years of my life!

Yaoshou! !

While crying from the bottom of her heart, she waited for Huo Beicheng to come out, and when he returned to the hospital bed, Jiang Muyu felt really relieved.

But thinking of Huo Beicheng's time in the hospital, according to the requirements given to her by the editor-in-chief, she must stay in the hospital to "close" him to obtain information and get an exclusive interview from the Huo's consortium.

If she could, she would rather stay at the dead house club than face him alone. It's only been one night, and she already feels like she's going to be scared to death.

If it takes a few more days, she doesn't know if she will survive to go back alive.

After all, Huo Beicheng didn't intend to continue to make things difficult for her, or it should be said that in the following time, he almost treated her as air, completely as if she didn't exist.

Seeing that his eyes never stayed on her for a second, Jiang Muyu almost thought that she had the supernatural power of invisibility.

……

No one in the ward uttered another word, Jiang Muyu took a deep breath, since he thought she didn't exist, then she felt that she had better retreat first.

She didn't sleep all night, and she felt a little weak.

What's more important is that she has been greatly stimulated physically and mentally this night. This baby is not scared, but wants to go back to catch up on sleep and suppress the shock!
But just as she retreated to the door, Huo Beicheng glanced at her, "Where are you going?"

"You don't have to worry about where I go." She muttered a few words in a low voice, then turned her head and smiled at him quickly, "I'm going to do some shopping."

"Is the little reporter rich?" Huo Beicheng turned his head slightly to look at her, his eyes were deep, and his deep voice was a bit unpredictable.

Jiang Muyu: "..."

Yesterday she seemed to have said that she had no money. After paying the rent, the rest of the money was handed over to the hospital for medical expenses.

The little money she had left was borrowed from Lu Jiaqi yesterday.

Now this guy who made her penniless is still ashamed to talk about her. Does he suspect that what she said yesterday were all lies?

this person...

Jiang Muyu pursed her lips and turned away from looking at him, "I borrowed some from my colleagues."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that something was thrown by him suddenly. She was startled and quickly reached out to catch it, and then found that what was next to her hand was actually a black card.

"Prepare what I need and send it over, and buy new ones if I don't have one."

When she was still wondering why he gave her the card, she heard his voice faintly.

Jiang Muyu stood by the door with the card in his hand, stared at him for several minutes, and then silently put away the card. She knew how picky Mr. Huo was, and he probably already knew about these things in the hospital. I can't stand it anymore.

Huo Dashao has been good at all the things he used since he was a child, and he is also picky about what he eats. She clearly knows that this guy's harshness is completely a manifestation of a typical Virgo's obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Eating is even more casual. It's not like she can satisfy God at any roadside stall.

As for his order to buy things for Ka, for her, it just gave her a reason to come back, although on Huo Beicheng's side, he probably just used her as a little maid.

……

After Jiang Muyu left, Huo Beicheng turned his gaze to the direction of the door again, thinking in his heart when she would come over this time.

Obviously she just left, and he found that he seemed to have the urge to call her back immediately, wanting to put her in front of him all the time, even if he didn't do anything, as long as he could see her.

Just staring at the direction of the door for a long time...

When Xu Yiming just opened the door, he met his eyes at a glance, and seemed to see a hint of surprise across the young master's face, but when he looked back, he found that young master Huo's expression was still the same as before His coldness and indifference, it seemed that what he saw at that moment was all fake.

"Young Master, I just saw that Miss has gone downstairs." Xu Yiming vaguely understood from the bottom of his heart, guessing that Young Master must have thought that Miss was coming again just now.

Huo Beicheng glanced at him coldly, Xu Yiming immediately shut up, not daring to say another word.

He turned his head away and ignored him, but he couldn't help but a wave of turbulence arose in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly, which made him feel unbelievable.

Jiang Muyu's influence on him is still so great, whether it is three years ago or three years later, he still can't escape her every move.

It was just one night of company, and the coldness he had erected over the past three years almost collapsed, and he wished he could keep her by his side immediately, imprisoning her under him.

Jiang Muyu, Jiang Muyu, can we really go back to the past?
……

After Jiang Muyu went back and cleaned herself quickly, she fell asleep on the bed, and when she woke up again, she found that it was already past noon.

She rubbed her sleepy head, this inversion of black and white, even after she came back from sleep, she still felt weak.

For a person like her who likes to eat, drink and sleep the most, keeping her up all night is really embarrassing for her.

Huo Beicheng must have known this and sent her to the hospital to take care of him on purpose. He clearly wanted to torment her and make her feel uncomfortable.

A big villain, a black belly, a bad heart, a nasty ghost, a big pervert...

Facing the mirror, Jiang Muyu scolded someone vaguely while brushing her teeth.

After lunch, she hesitated about what to bring to the hospital. According to Huo Beicheng's request, she had to prepare everything he needed, but she didn't know what to bring.