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

In the living room, both of them fell silent for a moment.

The man lowered his head and rubbed the lotion on her carefully. Under the warm yellow light, the profile of his face seemed to have a touch of soft light.

Jiang Muyu bit the corner of her lips lightly, staring blankly at Young Master Huo's movements, a ripple suddenly appeared in her heart lake.

She stared at him for a while, and suddenly felt an impulse——

"Master Huo, are you waiting for me to come back?"

The question was asked, but after this question, the living room fell into silence again.

Jiang Muyu: "..."

What the hell!

Not answering?Still don't want to answer her stupid question?

Well, Jiang Muyu felt that maybe she was the stupid one. She knew that Lin Xiyu, the person Huo Beicheng liked, was going to announce their marriage to the public, and then they kissed me.

Jiang Muyu, you are also an idiot, what is there to ask!

She was so annoyed that she wanted to slap herself on the head.

"Okay, tell Karel that I won't be going to training recently." Huo Beicheng's voice suddenly sounded flat and natural.

At this time, both of her feet were disinfected, and then he wrapped them tightly with gauze.

Jiang Muyu: "..."

At first glance, people who don't know would probably think that she suffered some serious injuries on her feet and was wrapped into two big rice dumplings.

Why did she have the feeling that she suddenly discovered Huo Dashao's shortcomings?
This man who seems to know everything since he was a child, he doesn't know how to bandage. With this bandaging method, people may think that she has a broken ankle or something.

"I'm just a little worn out." Jiang Muyu said silently.

Huo Beicheng's momentum was not weak at all, "It's bleeding."

After finishing speaking, he covered the medicine box, stood beside her, bent over and picked her up from the sofa.

"Hey, I'm just scratching my skin, you let me down." Jiang Muyu stared, and was frightened by his action and grabbed his skirt.

She didn't need someone to carry her away, really!
Every girl has always had the experience of being rubbed by ill-fitting high heels, and it's not a big deal.

After a little break-in time, it will be fine.

Young Master Huo, quickly let me down, do you still want to play hooligans at night? !
Huo Beicheng didn't care about her, he just hugged her and turned to the bedroom, or his own bedroom, and put her directly on the bed, "If you have a wound, don't touch the water, sleep."

"No, I'm sweating from training, and I can't sleep without a shower." Jiang Muyu blurted out almost subconsciously, "Also, my clothes are dirty and smelly."

It's okay not to mention it, but when she talked about it, she obviously felt that she was covered in bacteria.

Jiang Muyu sneaked a glance at the big dark blue bed out of the corner of his eyes, then turned his eyes back silently, as if he didn't see anything.

Ahem, it's none of her business!

The cleanliness young master Huo put her up by himself, so it has nothing to do with her.

Huo Beicheng stared at her for a long while, his expression unchanged, "The bathroom is over there, don't touch the wound with water, I'll get you clothes."

"Oh!"

Jiang Muyu watched the man go out of the room, and the whole person let out a breath of air.

There is always a sense of escape.

only……

Jiang Muyu stood up from the bed, looked at the messy bed she was sitting on, and silently swallowed a small mouthful of saliva.

"At night, he doesn't want me to sleep here, does he?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Muyu shrank her neck, she must have thought too much, and besides...she is barely a patient now.

She lowered her head silently, looking at her feet that were wrapped up in a circle, she still had no confidence in her heart.

Jiang Muyu ran into the bathroom with her slippers on, twisted the lock, and quickly took out the phone from her body.

Quickly send a message to Lu Jiaqi's WeChat:

Jiang Muyu: "If Young Master Huo wants me to fulfill my husband and wife obligations, what should I do?"

Obviously, this time is not yet the night owl Lu Jiaqi's bedtime, and the message was sent, and there was almost a second reply.

Lu Jiaqi: "Sleep him!!!!"

Very good and powerful, Lu Jiaqi is like a bandit.

Jiang Muyu: "The Lun family are pure children, not too good."

Lu Jiaqi: "A woman who already has three children is not qualified to say such things!"

Jiang Muyu: "But... it's a bit embarrassing!"

After sending the message, she silently raised her head to look at the mirror on the wall, her small face was reflected in it, her eyes were watery and soft, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her lips were rosy and moist. He nodded, revealing a hint of surprise.

Jiang Muyu's heart felt like shit! !

Was that the expression she was dangling in front of Huo Beicheng just now?

In an instant, Jiang Muyu felt as if a million muddy horses were galloping past. With such a look of spring in the corners of her eyes, even a woman like herself felt... that so-and-so seductive.

Young Master Huo can be considered a normal adult man!

She picked up her phone and continued to look, and a bunch of them had already returned quickly.

Lu Jiaqi: "Embarrassing your ball of yarn, Comrade Jiang Muyu didn't expect you to be such a woman, a man who has slept with you a long time ago, are you talking about embarrassing to me now?!"

"Now that this girl sees Lian Yi's bastard's face, she can immediately turn pale. It's a trivial matter to take the initiative."

"Besides, you were driving without a license three years ago, and now you're driving with a license!!"

A series of messages were sent, Jiang Muyu watched...

It actually feels inexplicably reasonable!

There was no reply, Jiang Muyu stared at her face in the mirror, her whole body felt as if the heat was rising upwards.

This kind of thing...

There was a sudden knock on the door, three short knocks, but it made her startled.

"Open the door." Huo Dashao's slightly cold and deep voice came from outside.

Jiang Muyu glanced at the direction of the door, then at herself in the mirror, then silently turned on the faucet, washed her face, and then went to open the door.

Outside the door, Huo Dashao's eyes flashed with surprise, followed by the corners of his lips slightly raised, "You haven't taken off your clothes yet? It's a pity."

Jiang Muyu: "..."

I'll go, Young Master Huo, what do you want with your regretful tone.

She reached out and snatched the clothes from his hand, and gave him a hard look, "Thank you, thank you, help me get the clothes."

"boom--"

In the next moment, she had quickly slammed the bathroom door shut, holding her breath and leaning against the door.

There was a burst of red tide on a small face visible to the naked eye, and the heartbeat suddenly became a little chaotic...

After a while, there seemed to be a whisper from outside the door, "Come back soon!"

the voice very low……

Immediately after the door, there was only silence left. Jiang Muyu held her clothes with both hands, calmed down and listened carefully to the movement outside.

Did she hear wrong just now?

"Master Huo, are you waiting for me to come back?" This was the question she asked before...

So, this sentence that made her come back earlier, is it the answer to the question?