My Third Gentleman

Chapter 222 is happy (1)

Even a cold person like Mu Jinchen often couldn't help being moved after meeting Wushuang.

After a long time, the young couple let go of each other, panting non-stop, calming down their throbbing.

Mu Zhilan, who has gone back and forth, knocked on the door at this time and asked Wushuang if he was allergic to seafood. If he was allergic, he would change to two other dishes.

The blush on Wushuang's face had not faded, and he was buried in Mu Jinchen's arms shyly, not daring to lift it up.

But Mu Jinchen held her calmly and said to Mu Zhilan, "Sister, Wushuang has no history of allergies and likes seafood very much."

Mu Zhilan was taken aback, and seeing Wushuang's shy appearance, he knew something in his heart. Who hasn't been young before?

There is also a bit of comfort at the moment, and this cold brother has finally gotten up.

He replied with a good voice, and returned the money with a consolation smile.

Mu Jinchen stroked her smooth soft hair, rubbed her chin against the top of her hair, sniffed the fragrance of the hair, and said in a low voice cheerfully, "You are Mrs. Mu, in Mr. Mu's room, what are you ashamed of? Well, not ashamed."

Wushuang's little bracelet was placed on his waist, his face was buried in his arms, and he said dullly, "Bad guy."

Feeling the vibration on the muscles, the soft touch seemed to touch the tip of his heart lightly. He sighed softly and hugged Keren in his arms even more, hoping that the time would be slower. Slower.

Originally in such a cold room, there shouldn't be such a feeling of warmth, but the warmth is flowing a little bit to the limbs, which is very comfortable.

A few months ago, if someone told him that one day he would fall in love with a woman and put that woman on the cusp of his heart. He would definitely not believe it. With such a cold temper and indifferent posture, how could he behave like that? A woman?

Now, but he didn't believe it, this was something he couldn't even believe.

Wushuang felt that the blush on his face had almost faded, and then slowly raised his head, "What are you sighing?"

She still felt the slight vibration in the abdominal cavity next to his heart.

"I'm sighing, why didn't I meet you earlier?"

Wushuang shook his head, and did not agree with what he said, "I think I met you at the right time. At the right time, I met the right person, so that we can have the best results. And you and me are right. The right person who appeared in time is just right for us, so we will have a good ending, right?"

Unexpectedly, Wushuang had such an idea. Mu Jinchen was taken aback when he heard it, and then he agreed with her. There is really nothing better than this for the right person at the right time.

Although the little woman looks delicate, she does not have the princess disease of women nowadays. She is not a real little woman who can survive by relying on men. She has her own position, her own ideas, her own opinions, and to a certain extent, she is a very independent thought. A young woman who is physically and mentally sound.

On this point, he still appreciates it, and his attitude towards life, and even his eating habits, they all coincide unexpectedly.

"What Madam says is correct."

"Perfunctory..."

"By the way, Mr. Mu, are your rooms all in such a deserted style? I think each of your rooms is similar, like a clone."

This is true, except for some deviations in size, the decoration style is almost the same.

(End of this chapter)