Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

Ouyang Mingxuan took a deep breath and sat back stiffly.He stared at Murong Qiqing and clenched his fists tightly: "You shouldn't agree to his marriage proposal, and he shouldn't be with you anymore! Xiaoqing, go back and tell him that you can't get married, and he can't marry you again." Hurt you, do you know it!"

It has already happened once, he can't just sit and watch Murong Qiqing get hurt again!

Murong Qiqing is innocent!

Last time, there was nothing he could do.This time, is he still going to do nothing?
Thinking of this, he became excited again, almost growling in a low voice: "You can't marry him!"

Murong Qiqing was a little frightened and was speechless in a daze.

Ouyang Mingxuan grabbed her hand again: "Xiaoqing, you must listen to me this time!"

The two looked at each other, Murong Qiqing pulled out her hand, and said as calmly as possible: "I don't know what you are talking about, why can't Ouyang Haoxuan and I get married?"

From Ouyang Mingxuan's attitude, she vaguely sensed that she and Ouyang Haoxuan were probably really unhappy before, that's why Ouyang Mingxuan opposed them being together so much.What she said was more or less probing.

Ouyang Mingxuan looked at her blank and clear eyes, opened his lips, and then opened them again, but he couldn't speak at all.

The past was too painful, how could he have the heart to let Murong Qiqing get hurt again?
Murong Qiqing sighed, and said calmly: "I know, some bad things must have happened to Ouyang Haoxuan before I lost my memory. But, I forgot, he still likes me now, and I like him too, so, I will start over with him and let the past pass."

Ouyang Mingxuan froze, then slowly lowered his head.

all over?
How could it be possible?
His tone was sad: "You don't understand, my brother will definitely hurt you again, you don't understand."

"I don't understand, but you won't tell me either." Murong Qiqing stood up and carried her shopping bag: "Since this is the case, then I will follow my heart, whether it is good or bad is my own choice. "

After leaving the coffee shop, Murong Qiqing rubbed her temples, feeling a little tired.This kind of feeling that other people know everything, but I don't know anything, sometimes really makes people crazy.

When he got home, Xiaobao's limp body rushed over.Murong Qiqing hugged him with one hand, put the things on the entrance cabinet with the other, and said with a smile: "Is Xiaobao serious about class today?"

For Xiaobao's enlightenment, Ouyang Haoxuan was very concerned, and after Xiaobao could accept it, he hired a professional teacher for private education.Although Murong Qiqing felt that Xiaobao was still young, there was no need to give birth so early, but she didn't say much about Xiaobao being fine.

"The teacher praised me, saying that I am the most powerful student he has ever taught." In front of Murong Qiqing, Xiaobao always tended to show a childish air of a child, and his words were ostentatious and pleaded for praise.

He has a precocious temperament, taciturn but has a superior IQ, and he can often understand by analogy as soon as the teacher tells him.The teachers who can be invited by Ouyang Haoxuan are naturally outstanding and have seen many gifted students, but he was still surprised by Xiaobao's intelligence.

Murong Qiqing also heard that the teacher said something, so after hearing Xiaobao's words, she chuckled and gave a thumbs up: "Our little Bao is very good, and he will definitely be a master in the future!"

"Yeah!" Little Treasure nodded, sticking out his small chest: "Dad said he used to be No.1, and I will be No.1 in the future."

Murong Qiqing blinked: "Is Dad also a top student?"

Xiaobao tilted his head: "Don't you know, Mommy? They all say that Dad is a god of learning, very good."

After a pause, he was very curious: "Where is Mommy?"

"Haha, Xiaobao, do you want to eat? Mommy is going to cook now." Murong Qiqing immediately changed the subject and walked to the kitchen without hesitation.

When a scumbag meets a god of learning, men are silent and women cry.

When Ouyang Haoxuan returned home, he saw Murong Qiqing busy in the kitchen, and Xiaobao was seriously putting together toy models.There are cheerful English nursery rhymes playing in the hall, making the whole family look warm and joyful.

Ever since Murong Qiqing left him, he had never experienced this feeling again.Now that Murong Qiqing is back, he is looking forward to "going home" again.

Looking at the slender figure in the kitchen, Ouyang Haoxuan's eyes darkened.

Now that she's back, it's impossible for him to let her leave again.

"Xiaobao, I'm back." Walking over, Ouyang Haoxuan first kissed Xiaobao's forehead.

Xiaobao came back to his senses and hugged his neck: "Dad."

"En." Ouyang Haoxuan rubbed Xiaobao's soft hair, and found that his baby was obviously more lively.

He put Xiaobao down, let him concentrate on stitching the model, and whispered: "I'll help Mommy cook."

When he came to the kitchen, he didn't make a sound to remind him, and he put his arms around Murong Qiqing's slender waist.Murong Qiqing was startled, and when she turned her head and saw that it was him, she gave a reproachful look.

"You walk silently, you deliberately scare people!" She opened her mouth to complain, but her voice was soft and soft with unconscious coquettishness, not bluffing at all, but acting like a baby.

Ouyang Haoxuan raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and arched her neck, his voice was vague: "You smell so sweet."

"..." Murong Qiqing was tickled by him, she laughed and backed away: "What are you doing, are you a big dog?"

Ouyang Haoxuan embraced her, and replied with a smile: "I am your husband."

Murong Qiqing's eyes were wet, and she stared again without any threat.

The two were sticky for a while, until Murong Qiqing smelled burnt.She immediately pushed Ouyang Haoxuan away, turned the pot over in a hurry, and said angrily: "It's all your fault, do your best to make trouble!"

"My fault." The domineering and ruthless Boss Ouyang in the company had no choice but to admit cowardice when facing his own woman.

Murong Qiqing snorted coldly, raised her chin arrogantly: "Go, wash all the spinach for me."

Ouyang Haoxuan smiled: "Yes, wife."

Murong Qiqing: "..."

This man's face is getting thicker and thicker, and he never forgets to take advantage of it!

Just as the dishes were being repaired, Ouyang Haoxuan's cell phone rang.Seeing that it was Cheng Yansong's call, he gave the food to Murong Qiqing and walked to the side to answer it.

"Boss, have you posted online yet?" Cheng Yansong's voice was a little dry, as if he was a little nervous.

Ouyang Haoxuan crossed his arms and leaned against the black marble cooking table, his eyes fixed on the busy Murong Qiqing, but his voice was indifferent: "Say."

He has always had a cold and stern style, and he has always disliked nonsense.

Of course, except for your own family.

Cheng Yansong shook his spirits, and his voice was calm and steady: "Boss, a group photo of the second young master and Murong Qiqing was exposed on the Internet. In the photo, there are two people acting intimately and there is a short video. First, these photos and videos have already been searched. We wanted to withdraw, but there was no time."

Once in the working state, his attitude is very rigorous.

But after finishing speaking, Cheng Yansong did not wait for Ouyang Haoxuan's reply.He was about to ask for instructions, but found that the phone had been hung up.