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

"Good." Mu Wan replied dullly.

She still buried her head between her arms, shrank into a ball like a hedgehog, isolating herself from the outside world.

"Xiang Yang, thank you." She said from the bottom of her heart.

If even Xiangyang can't help her, in this Daan City, she really doesn't know who to rely on.

...

Early the next morning.

Xiangyang came to admire Wan Qing as promised, and Ye Yuchen stared at him hostilely, as if about to poke him out of the hole.

"If you dare to take her away from home, I will find you by digging three feet, and I will not tolerate it!"

Ye Yuchen took Mu Wanqing's hand and hid her behind her, as if she was hiding a treasure.

"Well, I really won't run away from home..."

Mu Wanqing pursed his lips, gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said softly, "I promise to go home before dark."

How scared is this guy to run away?

She hasn't gotten enough with Ye Yuchen yet, how can she leave?

Listening to the girl's coquettish voice, the man sighed embarrassingly, but he couldn't help it.

"Is it still burning?"

Ye Yuchen turned around. He bent down and felt the girl's forehead temperature with his forehead. "It seems that the fever has gone down."

When the voice fell, he quickly swept his arms around.

Mu Wan leaned towards the previous stagger and fell into his arms.

"be careful."

Ye Yuchen hugged the girl, the waist that Yingying gripped, always making him want to feed her fatter.

He sighed helplessly and dozingly, put his chin on the top of Mu Wanqing's hair, and gently rubbed it twice, "If you dare to escape, I will immediately order someone to catch you back."

Mu Wanqing didn't want him to send someone to follow, so he didn't send it.

But Ancheng has his eyeliner everywhere, whether it is in danger or she wants to escape, the emperor will know for the first time.

"Good." Mu Wanqing nodded obediently.

She arched the man's arms, and then got out of it, she raised her eyes, "Wait for me to go home."

When the voice fell, Mu Wanqing reached out and rubbed Ye Yuchen's head.

Steward Pan looked at him with a twitching eye, and seeing his young master's increasingly messy haircut, it was hard to say anything.

Ye Yuchen's thin lips lightly curled up, smiled evilly and spoiled, with no anger at all, "I am waiting for you at home."

Steward Pan: "..."

It's true love. There will never be a second person in this world who can get such a pampering and affectionate smile after wantonly rubbing his head.

"The Emperor, I will return her safely." Xiang Yang promised.

Ye Yuchen nodded, and then watched Mu Wanqing get into Xiangyang's car, and the two galloped away.

Looking at the dust that swept through the rear of the car, his eyes were secretive, "Steward Pan, why do you think women depend on other men when empathy is excluded?"

Mu Wanqing wanted to take a walk, but asked Xiangyang to accompany him.

Ye Yuchen knew that Xiang Yang was Tian Hou Qingchen's assistant, and there would be no sparks between the two.

But... she still didn't choose him after all.

"Master is asking Miss Mu and Mr. Xiang?"

"I ask, you answer."

"Maybe...that woman has a secret, and the man she relies on must be someone who knows her secret." Pan steward didn't specify, he boldly guessed.

Hearing this, Ye Yuchen's eyes lightly picked.

He straightened his hairstyle slowly, with five distinct fingers running through the hair, his posture was coquettish, his smile was dark and cool, "I think so."