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

Jiang Muyu was slightly moved in her heart. To her, Karel could be said to be a noble person.

If it wasn't for Karel, she wouldn't have learned about the world of a designer.

She even completed a big show and became the "miracle girl" in everyone's eyes. For her life, it was indeed incredible.

When Karel sent her to the residence, Jiang Muyu looked at the brightly lit villa, but she felt timid in her heart that she dared not go in.

She kicked the pebbles under her feet, but she still didn't want to go in after much deliberation.

Finally, Jiang Muyu sat on the steps outside the door, hugged her knees, and put her head on her lap.

The wind at night is a bit cool, blowing on the body is less hot during the day, and feels much more comfortable.

She closed her eyes, and her consciousness gradually became a little confused.

Young Master Huo doesn't know if he's back or not...

Maybe he won't come back, he is already with Lin Xiyu, there must be something for the two of them to do.

From now on, she will never talk to him again... Big villain... Hooligan...

When Huo Beicheng came back, he immediately saw the little woman outside the door.

She was huddled into a ball, with her little head resting on her lap, breathing evenly and gently, and she fell asleep sitting at the door.

"Sleeping here again."

He murmured, but couldn't help but approached, squatted down and looked at her deformed face, subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a slight smile.

Jiang Muyu smacked her mouth and muttered something, "Big bastard... big bastard..."

Huo Beicheng didn't hear clearly, so he leaned closer, only vaguely heard something, and didn't know what the little woman dreamed about again.

Just looking at her like this, he still couldn't help but soften his eyes.

When he was a child, every time he came back too late, this little girl always liked to squat outside and wait for him. Sometimes she was tired of waiting, and she would just go to sleep without worrying at all.

First Young Master Huo stretched out his hand and carefully hugged the person into his arms, his movements were extremely gentle, as if the person in his arms was fragile, and he was afraid of being bumped.

"Hmm..." Jiang Muyu fell asleep in a daze, she was still not awake, she just subconsciously burrowed into his arms.

The corner of Huo Beicheng's mouth curled, "Idiot!"

I don't know if I was dreaming, or if I really heard his words, Jiang Muyu in his arms moved, and muttered, "I'm not a fool...not..."

Listening to her soft and vague voice, the look in the man's eyes became more gentle.

Putting the person on the bed, he looked at the little woman who had fallen asleep again and was not about to wake up. He stared at it for a while, and finally he could only sigh softly.

He leaned over and took off her shoes, and pulled up the quilt.

Only after she was covered with the quilt, Jiang Muyu kicked her restlessly, turned over on the bed and continued to sleep.

Huo Beicheng shook his head, and pulled the quilt back for her.

Kick it, cover it again!
Still kicked... Jiang Muyu frowned, as if dissatisfied.

"Be good, or I will make you get up and drink milk."

With a deep magnetic voice, full of deep doting, Huo Dashao reached out and peeled off the hair on Jiang Muyu's face, revealing a white and delicate slapped face.

Pull the quilt over again to cover her stomach.

In the past, when Xiaoyi pretended to be asleep in order not to drink milk, every time he said that on purpose, she was so scared that she immediately pretended not to move.

And this time, miraculously, Jiang Muyu on the bed seemed to hear it, and really lay down obediently.