The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Mu Wanqing pressed her lips tightly, her hands involuntarily pulled the sheets under her body, "I'm really just too tired...Don't bother Wen Daxiao."

She dared not take this risk.

The lessons from previous lives are really too painful.

This time, she really didn't dare to be willful at all, and she must not let Ye Yuchen accompany her to bury her because of her dying illness.

"You have something to hide from me?" Ye Yuchen's eyes were dark.

His eyes were deep, and he looked at Mu Wanqing with a little scorching heat, as if he was looking at it, his eyes seemed to be able to see through her.

"How is it possible?" Mu Wanqing said slightly.

She lifted the quilt, jumped out of the bed, and stepped on the floor with her bare feet in circles.

"Hey, it will be fine after sleeping! Full of blood and resurrection!" She looked at Ye Yuchen with bright eyes and white teeth.

But no matter how brilliant the smile was, he still couldn't hide the paleness of his cheeks and the slightly **** lips.

Ye Yuchen raised his eyelids lazily.

He strode forward to Mu Wanqing, then picked her up, carefully stuffed it back into the bed, "lie down."

With such a bad face, the ghost believed she was fine.

Ye Yuchen's heart was inexplicably gripped tightly, always feeling a little uneasy, as if he was about to lose something.

Mu Wanqing narrowed his mouth, "make a fuss."

It seems that the disguise has failed...I have to think of something else to escape this time.

"Ye Yuchen, I want to drink scallops and shrimp porridge." She looked at him with watery eyes, full of expectation.

Ye Yuchen glanced down at him.

The big palm stretched out and rubbed her head, "Well, you have a good rest, I'll go and tell Steward Pan to prepare."

"Good." The girl nodded obediently.

Ye Yuchen got up and temporarily left the room to inform the kitchen.

Seeing that he was no longer visible, Mu Wanqing immediately sat up, holding the angel's pupil in front of his neck.

She closed her eyes and instantly entered the space.

"Xiao Qingqing, you're back!" The little angel's Xiaobian voice rang suddenly, and the clavicle chain jumped twice.

"Yeah." Mu Wan's eyes narrowed slightly.

She looked at the decoration of the villa and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it can be passed into the space at any time, so that at least Ye Yuchen and Wen Yuzhe can stay away for a while.

"How long can I stay here?"

Mu Wan asked, looking down at the angel's pupils.

The little angel hesitated for a while, "Well... IMHO, there is not much energy left in the space, so you may be driven out at any time."

Mu Wanqing was a little dazed, "Do you need energy to use space?"

Why didn't she know this before!

So, she really can only hide for a while, and when she runs out of energy, will she be forced to return to the rose garden for inspection?

"How can we replenish energy?" she asked immediately.

The angel's pupils gradually radiated pink light, "Well... this is only to be understood, not to be said."

Hearing this, Mu Wan rolled his eyes.

Xiaotianshi is really a little spicy chicken, what use is it?

It seems that hiding in the space is not a long-term solution, she has to find a way to supplement energy as soon as possible.

At this moment, Mu Wanqing suddenly thought of someone. She took out her mobile phone and dialed a call, "Xiao Yangyang, this queen is homeless, begging to surrender..."

Xiangyang: "..."

The corner of his eye twitched twice, "I will send someone to pick you up."

"No, I have the energy, which can be transmitted instantly, and I will go to you immediately! Thanks!"

After the voice fell, Mu Wanqing immediately hung up.