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

Mu Xiaoyan looked back at Huangfu Xijue, compared it with the photos on the computer screen, nodded with a vague understanding, and sighed earnestly: "Yes, it seems that I used the wrong adjective.

When Huangfu Xijue heard that his opinion was affirmed, he followed Mu Xiaoyan and nodded twice.

Mu Xiaoyan said again: "I used the wrong adjective, you should not be described as cute, but mighty and majestic..."

"Then you...do you like it?" Huangfu Xijue smiled and put his arms around Mu Xiaoyan, as if he had easily drifted to another direction.

He was asking her if she liked him, and of course her answer was yes, but this was just a thought in her heart, and it was just a fact. Mu Xiaoyan, who was ashamed to speak, laughed awkwardly and then continued to cast her gaze on above the computer screen.

"Mu Xiaoyan, I'm asking you something. Do you like me like this?" He didn't get a satisfactory answer to his question, so he continued to ask Mu Xiaoyan.

Mu Xiaoyan pushed him with her elbow, raised her chin towards the computer screen, and motioned him to quickly switch to the next photo.

"Answer or not?" Huangfu Xijue suddenly stopped his cold face. "If you don't answer me, don't want to look at my photos again!"

"Huangfu Xijue, who made you do this, you clearly promised me to let me see the photos before, but now you are speechless..." Mu Xiaoyan rolled his eyes at him, with a wronged expression on his clothes, There is a meaning that I will ignore you if you don't continue to see photos for you, and that you will break up the relationship from now on.

In the past, if there was anyone in this world who didn’t need to care about anyone’s feelings in life, it must be Huangfu Xijue. With his status, he occupies a high position and doesn’t need to think about anyone’s feelings. But now he is not. Mu Xiao Smoke is an invisible qi barrier, and he can't help regulating his behavior in her qi barrier.

"..." Huangfu Xijue sighed in boredom, and lightly pressed the left button of the mouse with his right index finger.

"Hahaha..." Mu Xiaoyan laughed out loud when he saw the newly switched photos on the screen, because...

This is a very funny photo. Sir Huangfu Xijue is sitting at the dining table in a cute brown poop-like skirt, with a napkin hanging on the front of his neck, holding a knife and fork in his hand, and the food on the table is ready to eat A big pile of shit.

Mu Xiaoyan was sure that this must not be something done by her biological mother, so she actually put the child in front of shit to take a photo, but this photo is really funny.

"Mu Xiaoyan! Don't laugh!" Huangfu Xijue's face turned black when he saw him sitting in front of a pile of shit on the screen, his nose slightly opened and closed, and he felt like smashing the computer in front of him and smashing Mu Xiaoyan. In Xiaoyan's mind, she had the urge to take away all the memories of this photo.

"Huangfu Xijue, where did you see that I was smiling?" Seeing Huangfu Xijue's stinky expression, Mu Xiaoyan, who was still laughing, forcibly held back the corner of her mouth.

Not two seconds after she finished speaking, she heard another voice: "Hahahaha..."

The melodious sound of oriole birds chirping came one after another...

Huangfu Xijue's complexion became even darker, his frown was so tight that it could squeeze a fly to death, and his eyes were terribly trembling.