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

At eleven o'clock at night, Steward Li had already been back for an hour. Huo Beicheng was inside, looking up from time to time to look outside. The lights in the hall were still on.

He got off the bed, went to the bathroom, and glanced into the hall again.

The light was not turned off, and the girl was lying on the sofa with her mobile phone in her hand, her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be fast asleep.

Huo Beicheng stared at her for a few seconds, then looked away, walked to the new quilt that was delivered at night, stopped there for a while, and then walked to his bed, picked up the quilt he had covered before. bed quilt.

Covering Jiang Muyu's body carefully with the quilt, the girl shrank back as if she had noticed something, smacked her mouth twice and fell asleep again.

Huo Beicheng turned off the bright lights, and the whole hall went dark instantly, and the girl's faint breathing could still be heard vaguely.

He stood by the sofa, staring at the girl on the sofa through the darkness, stood for a long time, then turned back to the ward and lay down on the bed to sleep.

……

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was not yet fully lit.

Huo Beicheng was awakened by a bang. He turned over, turned his head to look in the direction of the hall, frowned slightly, but did not get up.

Then I heard Jiang Muyu's voice from outside, "It hurts me to death, why is this sofa so high? Hey, why is this quilt here..."

Huo Beicheng opened his eyes and then slowly closed them. There was no sound outside for a long time. She probably just remembered that she was at the hospital, so she relaxed all her movements.

Then after a while, he vaguely heard a little footsteps, from far to near, and finally arrived at his bedside.

He closed his eyes tightly and didn't open them. He could smell the familiar scent of her body through his breath, knowing that she was standing beside him, and raised his hand to wave in front of him twice.

Jiang Muyu withdrew his hand, and patted his chest lightly with some rejoicing, secretly rejoicing that Huo Beicheng seemed to be still sleeping and had no tendency to wake up.

With a sigh of relief, she tiptoed out again.

"This quilt seems to be the bed he made. Could it be that he made it for me?" Jiang Muyu returned to the living room, looked at the quilt she threw on the sofa, and muttered a few words in a low voice.

The sky was still gray, she took out her phone and took a look, and found that it was only around five o'clock, so she hugged the quilt and lay down again.

It's so early in the morning, keep sleeping, keep sleeping!
Huo Beicheng heard that the outside became quiet again, and then he opened his closed eyes again, and there was a hint of smile in his dark eyes than usual.

Closing their eyes, the two inside and outside continued to sleep deeply.

……

Huo Beicheng woke up again, it was already bright, and there was no sound outside.

He got up to wash up, and saw that the person on the sofa over there shrank into the quilt, with only half of his head exposed, still sleeping deeply, with no tendency to wake up at all.

He looked up at the clock, and the hands were approaching eight o'clock. If he went to sleep like her, he would not wake up until after nine o'clock at least.

Jiang Muyu was sleeping soundly, when she vaguely heard a cold voice coming down from above, "How long are you going to sleep, this is not a hotel."

This voice is so familiar...

In a daze, she didn't open her eyes, turned over and prepared to ignore and continue to sleep. Anyway, the people next to her rented house were often noisy, and she was used to it, so just ignore him and continue to sleep!
Then in the next moment she felt a chill all over her body, the quilt was pulled, and the quilt was rolled up, but when she was pulled like this, she turned to the side——

boom!
Her back hurt instantly, and she found that she had been artificially dropped off the sofa again after she accidentally fell off the sofa last night.

Ahhh!It hurts so much, who is it?
Which bastard did it, I'm going to kill him! !
Getting up in an instant and rushing to her head, Jiang Muyu's eyes widened and she was about to get angry. As soon as she raised her head, she met Huo Beicheng's expressionless face. She touched his back and glared at him, "Master Huo, what are you doing? Let people sleep!"

Disturb her to sleep, hate ghosts hate ghosts, it's so annoying!

Huo Beicheng listened to her words, lowered his head, glanced at her and then moved away. The expression on his face remained unchanged, as if he regarded her as a speck of dust in the air, turned around and walked back to the inner ward.

Jiang Muyu didn't know what he was thinking, she was completely awake after this blow, she stared at the surrounding environment in a daze for a while, and finally recognized where it was.

……

When Steward Li delivered breakfast, she had already packed everything, but she still didn't go into the ward, and insisted on staying in the hall, thinking to herself that it would be fine to treat Huo Beicheng inside as if it didn't exist.

"Miss, come and have breakfast together!" Butler Li went in and came out to call her.

Facing Steward Li's attentive and kind smiling face, Jiang Muyu hesitated for a few seconds, but her persistence just now broke instantly, and she followed in.

When she went in, Huo Beicheng was already sitting at the table and eating, but he didn't even look at her coming in, his expression remained calm, as if she didn't exist and continued to eat breakfast with his left hand.

"Miss, these are breakfasts for you." Butler Li pulled away the chair next to Huo Beicheng, smiling all over his face.

Jiang Muyu paused when he came over, glanced at Huo Beicheng, seeing that he still didn't respond, then slowly walked to the edge of the chair and sat down.

Neither of them spoke, and the room fell silent for a while.

Jiang Muyu's appetite is actually not very good in the morning, she usually stays up late and goes to bed late in the morning, and doesn't even eat at all, so her stomach has not been very good in the past few years.

Especially when she saw the glass of milk in front of her, all the memories of being forced to drink milk flooded back.

She raised her eyelids and took a peek at Huo Beicheng. She didn't even touch the glass of milk, pretending she didn't see anything.

"Why doesn't Miss drink milk? You used to drink it every day."

Hearing Steward Li's doubtful voice, Jiang Muyu suddenly didn't know how to answer.

She doesn't like to drink milk. Huo Beicheng used to force her to drink it, and it was because of that strange reason.

Huo Beicheng ate faster, and put down the spoon after eating first, then raised his eyes and glanced at her, "Drink it up!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately stood up and walked into the hall, and after following her, he heard the same cold voice from over there again, "Housekeeper, take this quilt away and throw it away."

Jiang Muyu's heart was churning instantly, and she stared angrily at the glass of milk in front of her.

She suddenly seemed to understand why she had that quilt covered last night.

Probably he didn't cover it at all, this Young Master Huo just disliked the things she touched, so he immediately asked someone to change the quilt, and the things she touched were thrown out directly.

She felt that she must have been sleepy and dazed, and she tried to cover it up by herself...