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

In the lounge, Jiang Muyu stood on one side, her small face buried lower and lower, lower and lower, both hands tightly clutching the bag in her hand.

There was an atmosphere called embarrassment in the whole lounge.

From the moment he entered the door, Huo Beicheng took off his coat on his own, without saying a word from the beginning to the end.

What is he thinking now? !
Jiang Muyu didn't dare to look up, her heart was already overwhelmed, and her palms were sweating from nervousness.

Huo Beicheng pulled off his bow tie, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the woman who had never said a word since entering the door. His eyes looked her up and down, frowning tightly, and feeling a little irritable in his heart.

This little girl was really beautifully dressed tonight, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritable in his heart.

Standing in front of everyone with this appearance, she has attracted the coveted eyes of so many men...

Thinking of this, he almost went mad with irritability.

"How did you get in?" Huo Beicheng stared at her, and suddenly said.

Jiang Muyu raised her head abruptly, "I didn't sneak in, my friend gave me an invitation letter..."

After a long time, it turned out that he was suspecting that she had sneaked into the banquet.

Although she really thought about it before Ji Ziyang gave her the invitation letter...

Huo Beicheng looked at her with deep eyes, his slender fingers quickly unbuttoned his shirt one by one, and said calmly, "Come here."

Jiang Muyu was startled when she saw him unbuttoning, her eyes widened, and something came to her mind.

In the next second, she almost turned pale and quickly took two steps back, refusing without hesitation, "But, Huo Dashao is in the banquet lounge, let me tell you...don't mess around."

Damn, how can this person be in heat anywhere!

She just accidentally spilled wine on his coat...

At this time, he had already unbuttoned several buttons, looking at the collarbone, the chest, and the faintly visible abdominal muscles...

Jiang Muyu swallowed hard...

Huo Beicheng didn't stop unbuttoning his buttons, raised his eyes and glanced at her coldly, Jiang Muyu, who was watched by him, swallowed hard, and quickly looked away, "Huo Beicheng, I won't give in, If you dare to act recklessly... I will call someone!"

She will never let him do dirty things here!

"Bring the things here." Huo Beicheng's face darkened, and a touch of helplessness appeared on his slightly cold face.

Bring what?Could it be some props?
I go!

Did he prepare something in advance? !

My God, young master Huo, you have changed so fast in three years, I don't know you anymore.

"I don't, Young Master Huo, you can't be such a beast!" Jiang Muyu turned her head away, her cheeks flushed slightly, she dared not look at him, she was afraid that she would see something she shouldn't have seen.

Huo Beicheng's eyes narrowed, beast?

"I asked you to bring the medicine box here, what are you thinking now?" Huo Beicheng frowned slightly, his tone more reprimanding.

"Ah, the medicine chest?"

She turned her head in a daze, and there was a medicine box on the table, and Huo Beicheng took off his shirt at this time, revealing a very curvaceous figure.

Jiang Muyu only noticed at this time that a bandage on Huo Beicheng's right arm was already bleeding, and it looked like the wound had split open.

"Ah blood? Why did your wound open?" Jiang Muyu hurriedly hugged the medicine box and approached.

Huo Beicheng: "Why do you think it is?"

Jiang Muyu suddenly realized that she had always thought that he was still in the hospital before, and the deep wound on his right arm would not heal so quickly, but she probably hit the wound just now...

She felt a little guilty, "I didn't mean it just now, and I didn't know you were behind me, ah, don't touch it, I'll help you remove the bandage and re-wrap it."

She quickly took the scissors and carefully cut off the bandage on his arm.

Few people knew about his car accident and hospitalization. Except for the medical staff on the first day, everyone in the hospital was taken over by the Huo family.

At this time, he probably didn't want people to know that he was injured...

Huo Beicheng stared fixedly at the girl in front of him, watched her carefully take off the bandage, watched his open wound, pursed his lips guiltily, and carefully re-wrapped the bandage on him.

He could clearly see the slight trembling of her eyelashes, but the movements of her hands were very steady and fast, so fast that he felt as if it only took the blink of an eye.

"Okay, you..."

Jiang Muyu leaned over to bandage him up, and suddenly raised her head to say something, their lips suddenly touched.

Both of them were startled!
A look of complexity flashed across Huo Beicheng's face, he quickly turned his face away, and returned to his original expressionless face in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Muyu's cheeks turned red, and she took two steps back.

He stood up and put on the shirt again, but he glanced sideways at the coat, threw it aside with some distaste, and returned his gaze to her.

"That... I'll go first." Jiang Muyu's heart beat faster, and she wanted to run away in a hurry.

As soon as she ran to the door, she heard Huo Beicheng's voice behind her suddenly, "When are you going to take your things away?"

The icy cold voice made her stop for an instant.

Suddenly, I remembered the text message I received from him. He had mentioned before that he asked her to take away all the things left in Huo's house.

Now mentioning it again...

How impatient is he?

I can't wait to clean up all the traces of her in Huo's house...

The ambiguous atmosphere dissipated in an instant, and she stood by the door with her back facing him, her back straightened, her hand slowly raised to hold the doorknob, and her voice was clear and calm, "I will go when I have time, you don't need to rush me."

"Jiang Muyu, do you think I will believe you?" Huo Beicheng's voice was filled with hatred.

Jiang Muyu pushed down the doorknob and opened it, without looking back at him.

Her mouth was tightly squeezed into a slit, stubbornly preventing the tears from welling up, the more she held back her eyes became redder.

The moment I went out, my eye sockets were wet, and my vision became more and more blurred...

……

Huo Beicheng looked at the closed door, his eyes became deeper and deeper, he glanced at the position of the open wound on his right hand, and did not look away for a long time.

There is a voice whispering in the bottom of my heart: Xiaoyi, it's time for you to go home!

Those things have been kept in her room since she left. No one has lived in it, but it has been cleaned regularly.

It's just that Jiang Muyu avoided going back to Huo's house time and time again, how much did she resist?
He obviously lived there for so many years, but now he still looks unwilling when he mentions it, is he unwilling to go back, or unwilling to see him there?

Huo Beicheng annoyed and pulled off the tie he just put on...

"Crack!"

The sound of the door being opened suddenly sounded.

Huo Beicheng raised his head subconsciously and looked at the door of the lounge which was opened again.

The woman in the pink skirt who opened the door didn't seem to expect that there were people here, and a look of panic appeared on her face, "Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't know there were people here..."

Ying Xiaoman shyly looked at the man in the lounge with sparkling eyes, and couldn't restrain his joy from the bottom of his heart.

It turned out that he was First Young Master Huo...