Heavenly Wife Domineering Love

Bo Muyan's body froze, except for Jiang Menghan's sudden pounce on her, he had no contact with her at all, she actually hit it right, women are too powerful animals!
"Are you a puppy? You can't hide anything from you. There is a lady in the negotiation client, maybe she wears perfume." Bo Muyan was worried that she was thinking too much, so he lied.

Su Qianqian was a little proud, "This perfumer is especially sensitive to scents, since you are mine, don't have other thoughts!
After dinner, Su Qianqian and Bo Muyan went upstairs together.

Meizi behind her said to Xiaoyue, "Have you noticed? Mr. has become different these days!"

Xiaoyue nodded again and again, "I've become more laughable, I was always cold before!"

Meizi picked up the bowls and chopsticks into the tray, "When I was eating just now, the husband still looked at the wife from time to time."

"Well, I noticed it too. I think my wife eats without distractions. Hey, Sister Meizi, I use this idiom, right?"

"That's right, that's right, my wife has no airs, and it's good for us people. It's our blessing to be able to work here, much better than those who take advantage of their servants."

"Yes, yes, we will continue to serve my wife from now on. You are right. It seems that my wife will stay here for a long time this time."

After returning to the bedroom, Bo Muyan pointed in the direction of the bathroom with his chin, "Together?"

Su Qianqian's face flushed red, "No, you should come first!"

The corners of Bo Muyan's lips rose slightly, and he sat down on the sofa gracefully, "Ladies first."

Su Qianqian hurriedly slipped into the bathroom, and quietly locked it inside.

Bo Muyan heard a slight clicking sound outside, and quickly perceived her little movements, and couldn't help laughing.

After Su Qianqian took a shower, she realized that she was in a hurry when she came in and forgot to take her clothes.

If you beg that man, maybe he will make fun of her.

She took two large bath towels, one wrapped around her waist and the other wrapped around her upper body, and she looked in the mirror repeatedly, and only after she was sure it was safe, she walked out of the bathroom.

Bo Muyan was resting with his eyes closed, when he heard movement in the direction of the bathroom, his eyes opened a crack.

In the end, he saw a little white sneaking out of the bathroom.

Su Qianqian thought that Bo Muyan had found her, so she continued to walk quietly to the closet in the room, ready to find a piece of her own clothes.

As soon as I got to the front, I heard a man's magnetic voice from behind, "Little glutinous rice dumpling, come here!"

Su Qianqian was taken aback, "What did you say?"

Bo Muyan opened his eyes, pointed to the mirror next to him, "Look at yourself, don't you look like a little glutinous rice dumpling?"

Su Qianqian took a look in the mirror next to her, and it was true!
"Well... I'm looking for a piece of clothing, you go and wash it!"

Bo Muyan got up and came to her, leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I like eating zongzi!" Then he turned and went into the bathroom.

Su Qianqian felt that her ears were burning. If this man had such demands every day, she would definitely be disabled.

However, the two have reconciled, and they will be a normal couple in the future. That matter is indispensable, and they need to have a good talk.

Su Qianqian thought about it, stretched out her hand and opened the door of the closet, her eyes brightened.

The six-meter-long corner wardrobe is neatly filled with colorful and beautiful women's clothing, which is several times more than the ones taken from Bofu.

Taking a closer look, Su Qianqian recognized that these were the clothes they picked on the Champs Elysees in Paris, and they were brought here by Bo Muyan.

These clothes are exquisite in workmanship, high-quality fabrics, and the style is also her favorite.

Su Qianqian took out one by one to admire, and there were a few she liked so much that she couldn't help but try them on.

Bo Muyan, who came out of the bathroom, quietly leaned against the door frame, silently looking at the woman in front of him.

What Luo Xiu said was true, there is no woman who does not like beautiful clothes.

Su Qianqian turned around and suddenly found the man behind her, startled, "When did you come out?"

Bo Muyan took her wrist and made her turn around in front of him, "This dress suits you very well, wear it to work tomorrow!"

Su Qianqian looked at the man in the mirror, "Thank you, I like it very much!"

Bo Muyan suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, his voice was hoarse, "I prefer you without clothes on, little glutinous rice dumpling!"

"Hey, don't wrinkle your clothes!" Su Qianqian went to break his big hand.

"Okay!" Bo Muyan let go of her hand, but stood motionless behind her.

Su Qianqian turned around, "Why are you standing here?"

"Aren't you going to take off your clothes? Wait for you!" The man replied naturally.

cough cough!This is too embarrassing, right?
Su Qianqian pointed to the big bed in the room, "Wait for me first!"

"Okay!" Bo Muyan curled his lips.

Seeing the expression on his face, Su Qianqian suddenly came back to her senses, might he have misunderstood her, thinking that she... blamed herself for speaking too easily to be misunderstood.

Bo Muyan lay reclining on the head of the bed, reaching out to pull the mask on his forehead habitually.

Suddenly remembered that he is not sleeping alone now.

In fact, when he was taking a shower just now, the mask was taken off.

But when he got out of the bathroom, he suddenly hesitated for some reason.

Now that Su Qianqian already knew that his scar was fake, he would not have to wear a mask when there were only the two of them.

However, since that day, this woman has never said a word about this matter.

Could it be that whether he is disfigured or not doesn't matter to her at all, and she isn't even curious about it?
In the end, he still put the mask on, intending to ask her opinion face to face.

Su Qianqian deliberately changed into a conservative pajamas, and came to the bed slowly.

"Think about life even when you sleep?" Bo Muyan put down his phone and looked up at the person in front of the bed.

Su Qianqian bit her lip and said with determination, "I have something to talk to you about."

"Coincidentally, me too." Bo Muyan stretched out his long arms and pulled her onto the bed, "You talk first."

When he asked such a question, Su Qianqian couldn't help but say, "That... I mean, in the future we..."

How could she speak about this kind of thing? She stammered for a long time, but she couldn't tell the reason.

Seeing this situation, Bo Muyan immediately lifted the quilt and wrapped her in, "Since your matter is so complicated, I'll come first!"

Su Qianqian touched his body, a little nervous, but relieved in her heart, "Okay, you talk first!"

Bo Muyan directly took her hand and placed it on the mask between his left forehead, "What do I look like?"

Su Qianqian was taken aback, not understanding why the man said this suddenly.

"It's not the first day I know you, why are you asking this?"

The expression on Bo Muyan's face was very relaxed, "I just want to know, what's on your mind?"