Tsundere husband, see you tonight

The driver sent Gu Qing home, Gu Qing's heart was in turmoil along the way, Mo Yidong actually likes herself?This was unexpected by Gu Qing.

He has liked him for so many years, but he didn't realize it at all.

If Feng Muyang had confessed to herself before Xi Mocheng appeared, perhaps Gu Qing would have really considered the possibility of the two of them carefully, but now, with Xi Mocheng by her side, the appearance of Xi Mocheng killed some There is no possibility that she will fall in love with others, let alone how to respond to Feng Muyang's expectation.

She propped her forehead weakly, some things would be easier if she didn't know.

Xi Mocheng should have just taken a shower, and there is a faint smell of bath liquid on his body. His bath liquid was chosen by Gu Qing, and it smells like cologne, clean and refreshing.

"Why have you been here for so long?" Xi Mocheng hugged Gu Qing from behind, wanting to kiss her, but Gu Qing dodged Xi Mocheng somewhat evasively.

"I'm a little tired, I want to rest." Gu Qing's head was in a mess, it was difficult to sort out a clue, she wanted to calm down.

Xi Mocheng felt Gu Qing's resistance to him now, and he asked, "How is Xia Qiuguo now?"

"It's okay, I just talked to her a few words and came back." Gu Qing didn't tell Xi Mocheng about Feng Muyang, he didn't like himself getting too close to Feng Muyang, let alone tonight Feng Muyang was strong kissed himself.

For any man, this is an unforgivable thing.

Gu Qing didn't want to make things more complicated until the matter was resolved. Besides, the relationship between Feng Muyang and Xi Mocheng is difficult to be friends because of their different positions. what it looks like.

Before seeing the gossip magazines' speculation about the relationship between herself, Xi Mocheng, and Feng Muyang in the newspapers, Gu Qing always thought that Lion Aoshi was too absurd, but she didn't expect it to become true one day.

Lying on the bed, Gu Qing tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. She turned her head and saw that Xi Mocheng's eyes had been closed.

Gu Qing propped up her body and looked at the sleeping man beside her. He had a straight nose and skin that was more delicate than a woman's. His facial features were handsome, but they didn't make people feel rough and greasy.

Xi Mocheng, I'm sorry, I seem to have done something wrong today, Gu Qing gently leaned her head on Xi Mocheng's shoulder, then closed her eyes.

Gu Qing originally thought that Xi Mocheng had already rested, but the moment she closed her eyes, Xi Mocheng opened them in the darkness.

In the dark night, Xi Mocheng's eyes are very bright.

He got up gently, took his mobile phone and walked to the bathroom.

Opening the inbox, there was an anonymous email, the content of which was Gu Qing and Feng Muyang kissing and hugging together.

Xi Mocheng turned on the faucet, splashed a handful of water on his face, and then looked at his wet self in the mirror.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Gu Qing woke up. Last night, she didn't sleep very well.

She reached out and touched the side, the quilt was already cold.

Xi Mocheng usually gets up at seven o'clock in the morning, why did he get up so early today.

After Gu Qing washed up, Aunt Song told her that Xi Mocheng had already gone to the company early in the morning, probably because the company had something urgent.

It wasn't just Gu Qing who didn't sleep well last night, but also Feng Muyang, who didn't close his eyes the whole night.

Although Gu Qing's soft lips only touched for a moment, the feeling made him very unforgettable. Just thinking about it made him feel like his body was going to burn.

He really wanted to taste that gentle and unforgettable feeling.

Gu Qing, why can't you love me?
Feng Muyang's current residence is a two-story villa, and he doesn't want to live in Feng's house.

I have spent enough time with Feng Mosheng in the company, if I still look at Feng Mosheng's face after returning home, I will not be able to bear it.

Although he didn't sleep last night, Feng Muyang still has to go to work on time today. As the president, he needs to be more self-disciplined than ordinary employees. He walked out of his villa and looked at the house bathed in the sun, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

I used to live in an apartment of [-] square meters, thinking every day how much money I would have left after taking out the mortgage and car loan this month, but now, I live in such a luxurious villa and drive a luxury car that everyone covets.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa shone in the sun, which made people feel a little psychedelic. Whenever this happened, Feng Muyang would think how wonderful it would be if Gu Qing could be the hostess of his villa.

When Feng Muyang arrived at the company, Xiao Song, who took over from Assistant Xu as his new personal secretary, hurried over, as if he had been waiting for Feng Muyang for a long time.

"Xi Mocheng from the Imperial Group is here." Xiao Song said nervously. On the first day he became the president's secretary, he did not expect to encounter such a difficult thing. Xi Mocheng came early in the morning without bringing any Man, don't know why.

Feng Muyang was startled when he heard Xi Mocheng's name in his heart, and a wave of timidity appeared in his heart, thinking, could it be that Xi Mocheng knew that he kissed Gu Qing forcibly last night to settle accounts with him?

But he quickly calmed down, why should he be afraid of Xi Mocheng? Now he is also someone who can sit on an equal footing with Xi Mocheng, and this is still in his own company.

Feng Muyang took a deep breath and asked Xiao Song where Xi Mocheng was.

In Feng's office, Xi Mocheng's coat was draped over the back of a chair, his fingers were crossed on the table, and he was resting with his eyes closed. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he slowly opened his eyes.

Feng Muyang felt that he should smile, but when he saw Xi Mocheng's eyes, he shuddered inexplicably.

Xi Mocheng's face was expressionless, but his eyes were as cold as a bottomless ancient well.

Even if he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, it was full of coldness.

"President Xi, what's the matter for coming to see me so early?" Feng Muyang tried his best to calm down his mood, and then sat opposite Xi Mocheng.

"Feng Muyang, should I call you Mr. Feng now?" Xi Mocheng let go of his hand and put on a comfortable posture, as if he was in his own home, without any sense of being a guest. , Sitting upright, Feng Muyang, who was tensed up and down like a clockwork, looked more like the one being entertained.

Feng Muyang straightened his back unconsciously. From behind, it looked like his upper body was as straight as a ruler, as if he could look taller in front of Xi Mocheng, but his palms were already exposed. beads of sweat.