Chapter 242 (1/2)

Now that he has been called, Mu Qinghuan goes straight to the door.

She was curious. What can Tang Ming say?

It's just some sarcastic remarks. She can feel that Tang Ming doesn't like her.

I even heard that when she had an accident on the ”Versailles”, Tang Ming asked Fengcheng to leave her alone.

What a grudge, what a grudge?

Tang Ming then went to the door and stood opposite Mu Qinghuan, warning fiercely, ”I don't know what you did to the fourth brother, let him treat you so wholeheartedly, but in conscience, you don't deserve the fourth brother at all!”

It's not the first time that Mu Qinghuan has heard this.

Frankly speaking, she didn't feel much after listening to it. Instead, she looked at Tang Ming like watching a play, ”go on.”

”I warn you, don't cheat our fourth brother's feelings!” Tang Mingyin pointed his hand to Mu Qinghuan's nose.

Some people, once they open their heart to love, don't just say it verbally.

Feng Cheng is serious to Mu Qinghuan, otherwise he won't feel sorry and blame her. He won't even give her a wedding. He has to give her a wedding before the old man hangs up.

”Now that I'm together, I want to have a good time.” After that, Mu Qinghuan said with a light smile, ”I know you are angry. I pretend to be amnesia, but if you don't, how can I come back to him?”

To his surprise, Mu Qinghuan returns to the private room.

This evening, Mu Qinghuan is thoroughly integrated into the closed city circle, has also been recognized by several friends.

She's very happy!

”Fengcheng...” muqinghuan even before going to bed, should gently call his name three times.

”What's the matter?” Feng Cheng was lying in bed, looking at the papers.

”Nothing.” Mu Qinghuan shakes his head. He really suspects that this man is superman. He pretended to be drunk in the private room before. As soon as he got back to Feng's residence, he immediately looked at the documents and was so absorbed in them, as if she didn't exist.

”Fengcheng...” closed his eyes, Mu Qinghuan couldn't help but whisper his name again.

”Why do you have supper when you are hungry?” In the view of Fengcheng, Mu Qinghuan is probably hungry.

”Do I eat?” Mu Qinghuan twisted his waist and was not happy.

She just... Likes him!

Cover your face, so shy.

”Wait, I'll make noodles.” Put down the documents, Fengcheng very consciously to cook.

”Well, I'll make you a supper. After all, it's so hard for you to read the papers.” Mu Qinghuan is determined to be a qualified little wife.

”What are you going to make for me? Why don't you take it off and give it to me. ” Holding Mu Qinghuan's wrist, Feng Cheng's face seemed to hear a big joke.

”Don't look down on people. I'll give you the following. I'll do the same.” Muqinghuan wants to pinch Fengcheng's nose. Fengcheng dodges and becomes muqinghuan sitting on his belly.

”Mrs. Feng... Call my name in the middle of the night. Do you want it?” There is always color in his mind.

”No, I'll make noodles for you. Don't get me wrong!” Feeling guilty, Mu Qinghuan quickly got out of bed, but his hands were short and his legs were short. He pressed him down again.

Soon, the room was full of shyness.

”Isn't it just done in the daytime? I'm going to die! ”

”The fitting room is too small to taste...”