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

"Fool!"

In the end, all she got was two words that she had heard countless times.

At that time, if she didn't care about it, she would deliberately rely on it, "Young Master Huo, you are just waiting for me to come back, right? You are worried about me, hehe, don't be shy! Just tell me, I It will definitely be fun."

……

Hearing footsteps approaching, Jiang Muyu was dazzled, only to realize that the man on the balcony had already approached.

"Little one..."

A familiar address interrupted her last few thoughts.

The aura of Young Master Huo enveloped her whole body, and in the darkness, she could feel that his gaze was always on her.

"Master Huo, those babies are all asleep."

Jiang Muyu subconsciously brought up a topic, wanting to break the ambiguity in the air.

Huo Beicheng took a step closer, "They're all asleep."

The tone rose slightly, with a tone that disturbed people's thoughts.

Jiang Muyu's throat choked up, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, so he replied a little awkwardly, "Well, I'm going to bed too, you should go to bed early too."

After the words fell, she subconsciously prepared to turn around and slip away.

It's just that the arm was pulled by Huo Dashao for a moment, and a force came, and her whole body was pulled into the man's arms, and the tentacles were all the warmth of the man.

"Xiaoyi, you're avoiding me." Huo Beicheng's voice was calm.

Jiang Muyu subconsciously wanted to push him, but instead, the opponent grabbed his waist, and her whole body clinged even tighter.

"You...you let me go first."

Huo Beicheng pulled her over and the two of them fell directly on the sofa.

"what--"

"Hush, do you want to wake them up?" Huo Dashao put his arms on the sofa, raised his body slightly, and fixed his eyes on the girl.

Jiang Muyu's breath was full of his breath, "Go down."

"Do not."

The man's voice was a bit childish and stubborn, and he buried his head in her neck, and the sound of breathing was transmitted to her eardrum along with his voice.

Jiang Muyu's face turned hot, "Master Huo, I'm tired and I want to sleep."

Huo Beicheng's eyes were filled with strong emotion, his lips touched her earlobe lightly, and his voice was hoarse and seductive, "Xiaoyi, are you angry?"

"I didn't..." Jiang Muyu shuddered.

The faint tingling sensations coming from her earlobe made her feel at a loss all of a sudden.

angry?no?

Jiang Muyu's eyes were blindfolded, thinking of the anger she could hardly control at school today, she thought she was angry.

She pursed her lips, and pushed Young Master Huo on her body with both hands, "Young Master Huo, please stop bothering me, we got together because of our children anyway, you have to perform a show of affection, You go to Lin Xiyu, don't come to me."

With a little irritation, her voice became a little annoyed.

Huo Beicheng raised the corners of his mouth, and kissed her cheek comfortingly, "Xiaoyi, are you jealous now?"

Can he think so?

His little one actually still cared about him, that's why he was angry because of Lin Xiyu's appearance, right?
She didn't hate him, did she?
Jiang Muyu was startled, "I didn't..."

It's just that this whisper has just come out, but there is a little more taste of trying to hide it.

After Jiang Muyu finished speaking, a burst of anger burst out of her stomach, and she simply stopped talking.

Are you jealous?
She herself didn't know whether it counted or not. She had liked and loved the man in front of her for so many years. When he was picked up from the street when she was five years old, she felt that he was like the light of her life.

But after chasing for more than ten years, she couldn't tell the difference again.

Huo Beicheng propped himself up slightly, looked at the woman below him in the dark, slowly leaned over, and gently outlined her lips over and over again.

For a moment, the kiss seemed devoid of lust.

"I'm very happy, Xiaoyi." When lips touched, a man's voice sounded low.

Jiang Muyu's brows moved slightly, and a look of disappointment flashed across her eyes.

Happy, why happy?
Because he is about to hug left and right, or is he about to have an open and honest affair with Lin Xiyu?
Thinking of that woman, Jiang Muyu's tenderness just now disappeared in an instant, and annoyed, she raised her knee and was about to kick the man.

Huo Beicheng's expression froze, he dodged her attack, and directly pinned her down with his legs.

"Hey, it hurts..."

Caught off guard, Jiang Muyu's exclamation made Huo Beicheng's movements that wanted to continue stopped immediately.

"Pain?" Huo Beicheng frowned slightly, and got up from the sofa in the next second.

Jiang Muyu turned over and sat up, turned to look at First Young Master Huo, but the light in the living room suddenly turned on.

She narrowed her eyes subconsciously and muttered, "What are you doing?"

Huo Beicheng walked back again, sat down at her feet, grabbed her feet with his big hands and placed them on his lap.

The sudden movement scared Jiang Muyu back, "Master Huo?"

"injured?"

The man's eyes fell on her white and delicate feet, his eyes sank slightly, and his eyes were attracted by the wound on her heel.

Jiang Muyu blushed, "It's just that I'm not used to wearing high heels, it's just a little rough on my feet."

She wanted to take her feet back, but was covered by Huo Beicheng's big hands. She always felt that his hands were surprisingly hot.

The heat coming from the soles of her feet made her little heart beat faster.

Huo Dashao raised his eyes and glanced at her, his expression seemed a little helpless, "Sit down and wait!"

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked towards the study.

Jiang Muyu smacked her mouth, glanced at the position of her heels on both sides, then raised her head furtively, and glanced at the study where Young Master Huo had just walked.

She murmured softly, "He must have laughed at me from the bottom of his heart, saying that I was so stupid, I just practiced one step, and ended up hurting my foot."

"You are stupid."

Huo Beicheng came back with the medicine box, and while taking the sterilized iodophor, he did not forget to throw three mocking words.

Jiang Muyu pursed her lips and glared at him angrily.

this person……

"Stand out your feet."

Jiang Muyu was startled when he heard that, but put his feet inward instead, "Give me the medicine box, I can apply it myself."

Huo Beicheng looked at her sideways, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Xiaoyi, what's our relationship now?"

"what?"

When the topic changed suddenly, Jiang Muyu was stunned for a moment, and he hesitated before responding, "What...what's the relationship?"

Huo Beicheng: "Feet!"

Jiang Muyu didn't have time to turn the corner, her body reacted faster than her mind, and she obediently stretched her foot over.

The next moment, her feet were placed on the legs again by the man, and then she watched Huo Dashao's cotton swab soaked in medicine gently wipe her wound.