Domineering President: My Huanxi Enemy

But Su Xiaomo looked aggrieved?There is also a younger brother in my family who needs to be responsible for himself. Murong Qian is rich, powerful, and handsome, so why should he be responsible for himself.

Could it be that Murong Qian is out of his mind, to actually say that his first kiss is still there in this day and age?

Saying this will make people laugh out loud.

Murong Qian took Su Xiaomo's hand, fearing that she would run away, "Su Xiaomo, every word I say to you is serious, go, I will take you home."

Su Xiaomo didn't slow down until now, Murong Qian couldn't be struck by lightning just now, why is she so gentle at this time.

It wasn't until after getting in the car that Su Xiaomo couldn't bear it anymore. She had to make it clear. At this time, she had to make things clear.

"Qian Shao, wait a moment, let me deal with my emotions first."

Su Xiaomo tried to calm herself down, but the more this happened, the more chaotic Su Xiaomo felt.

"Qian Shao, were you confessing your love to me just now?" Su Xiaomo felt that her head must have been squeezed by the door, why did she suddenly say something.

If Murong Qian replied that he was just joking just now, wouldn't he be very embarrassing.

Murong Qian nodded repeatedly, with an extremely firm, certain, and affirmative attitude.

"You, Su Xiaomo, are my Murong Qian's woman. From now on, you can't take the initiative to kiss others, let alone leave me, otherwise I will...I will..."

Su Xiaomo immediately put her hands on her chest, for fear that Murong Qian would be unreasonable to her, these young masters from rich families must have had enough of playing with those elegant ladies.

I have seen enough tender models, and I want to try Pingji cabbage.

"What do you want?"

"I haven't thought it through yet, but remember what I said, I'll take you home." Murong Qian carefully fastened Su Xiaomo's seat belt.

Looking at Su Xiaomo affectionately, but then spit out "Why are you so ugly?"

This sentence is enough to make Su Xiaomo mad.

Of course, Su Xiaomo can't take all this seriously, how could a big man like Murong Qian fall in love with him, how could he confess his love to him, how could he be his man.

Murong Qian was just making himself happy, it could be regarded as a pastime for the rich to the poor.

Inside Su Xiaomo's house.

Dai Yichen is indeed a man of his word, and he really hired a nanny to take care of Su Xiaoyu. It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and Su Xiaomo's stomach was growling again.

I am really hungry.

After the nanny left, Su Xiaomo was going to make some food.

The most common thing in the house is instant noodles, Su Xiaomo has long been used to it.

Murong Qian was visiting Su Xiaomo's home, and he was watching cartoons with Su Xiaoyu. From Su Xiaomo's point of view, sometimes Murong Qian was more like a child.

A few minutes later, the instant noodles were cooked, and Su Xiaomo specially put in an egg for Murong Qian, of course, ham and mushrooms.

"Qian Shao, happy birthday, hurry up and drink longevity noodles." Su Xiaomo put the longevity noodles in front of Murong Qian.

Murong Qian was very moved, although the instant noodles made by Su Xiaomo didn't look very good, but Murong Qian was deeply moved.

"Qian Shao, you are so lucky. My sister is best at instant noodles. Hurry up and eat them while they are hot."

Although Su Xiaoyu was only 12 years old, he could tell that Murong Qian's eyes were full of emotion.