Prisoner's wife's pet: European-style president's domineering love

"Xiaoyan, now that your mother has promised us to be together, should I move here?" Huangfu Xijue's thin lips slowly curled up, with a hint of evil at the corners of his mouth.

"..." Mu Xiaoyan was stunned.

Seeing her silent, Huangfu Xijue rolled to her side, grabbed Mu Xiaoyan's waist with one hand and half of Doraemon: "I don't want to leave you for a moment now."

Mu Xiaoyan pushed him away in disgust, slammed her mouth, and looked at him impatiently: "Dear uncle, don't you think it's inappropriate for you to think like this?"

"Why is it inappropriate?" Huangfu Xijue asked.

"What do you think? My mother's condition is after I finish my studies. Do you think it's appropriate to move into my bedroom now? Besides..." Mu Xiaoyan took a deep breath , turned his eyes downward, and his tone was elongated.

"What more?" Huangfu Xijue became interested in what she said in the epilogue.

Mu Xiaoyan's eyeballs turned left and right in their sockets again, and said slowly, "You...guess..."

He was born into a wealthy family since he was a child, and the maids and bodyguards who live around him will never fail to answer as long as he asks a question, and no one dares to use rhetorical sentences to talk to her.

Now that Mu Xiaoyan was actually saying "guess" to him, he didn't even know where to start.

"Mu Xiaoyan, do you want to talk?" Huangfu Xijue clasped his palms, and with a little force, Mu Xiaoyan's body was lifted onto him, holding his face in both hands, and their eyes met.

Although they have been living together for a month and their relationship has become extremely close, and their physical contact has already happened many, many times, but just looking at him so close, her heart is still beating violently, and her cheeks are blushing. Hong lowered his head shyly.

"Don't say it!" Mu Xiaoyan rolled off his body neatly and said angrily.

"Speak or not?" Huangfu Xijue smiled and stretched out his claws towards her elbow...

"Hee hee hee..." Mu Xiaoyan twisted her body from side to side with itching. The armpit was definitely the biggest weakness in her body, and she couldn't bear it if she touched it a little.

Seeing the uncomfortable yet wanting to laugh expression on her face, Huangfu Xijue found it very interesting, and asked teasingly, "Say you?"

"Say"

"Say!"

"I said, stop!"

While smiling, Mu Xiaoyan held Huangfu Xijue's arm with her hand, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't stop Huangfu Xijue from tickling her. Her strength was so weak in front of him.

"You say it first, and I'll stop!" Huangfu Xijue was amused by her expression and burst into laughter, finally showing a trace of warmth on Zhang Wannian's iceberg face.

"If we were together with you, why did you still move to my house?" Mu Xiaoyan took a breath and let out a long sentence.

Her words caused Huangfu Xijue to laugh again, but he was no longer the loud laugh just now, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curved upwards, giving people the feeling of bliss.

Huangfu Xijue stared at Mu Xiaoyan for a long time before slowly parting his lips: "Xiaoyan, so you thought about wanting to be with me in the future."

"Get lost, no!" Mu Xiaoyan gave Huangfu Xijue a hard look.