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

Ye Yuchen looked down.

The tube top skirt on Mu Wanqing's body clearly outlined her beautiful figure.

Looking down from the perspective of a man, the gully is extremely deep.

She was touching the most sensitive part of the man, even if it was between the tissues and the cloth, it ignited the fire on him.

"Who are you?" Ye Yuchen suddenly grabbed Mu Wanqing's jaw and asked her to raise her head.

Mu Wanqing dodged his eyes for a few minutes.

But she soon realized that it was easier for her to reveal herself by avoiding it.

So she looked at the man frankly, "Resident singer."

"Just like this?" Ye Yuchen tried harder.

He squinted a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, and the corners of his eyes looked more like evildoers, examining the woman in front of him.

I paid three months' salary in advance and got 3 million.

She actually needs to commit herself to a place like a bar to do odd jobs as a singer in residence?

"I don't sell myself." Mu Wanqing was slightly angry.

She threw away the tissue in her hand, raised her eyes to stare at the man, her beautiful eyes filled with stubbornness and indomitability.

"Heh..." Ye Yuchen sneered.

His thin lips evoked a very ironic arc, perhaps because of drinking, his lips were red and coquettish.

Ye Yuchen leaned over suddenly, his lips pressed against Mu Wanqing's ear, breathing like a charm.

"No one will admit to selling themselves."

While speaking, the cool lips touched her earlobe lightly, like a kiss, but it seemed to pass by accidentally.

Mu Wanqing's heart trembled.

She immediately broke away from Ye Yuchen's big palm, freed her jaw, and hid half of her face with her eyes down.

"Master, if you have no other instructions, I should go first. There are still jobs waiting for me outside."

When the voice fell, Mu Wanqing turned around and wanted to leave.

Ye Yuchen stroked the wet fingertips, gently wiped it twice, and curled his lips, "I said, let you go?"

Mu Wanqing bit her lower lip.

In her heart, she slandered the man's stubbornness, but she still swallowed her back and turned around, "What else does the emperor give?"

"The pants are wet." Ye Yuchen smiled beautifully and coquettishly, "Come, help me take it off."

Mu Wanqing: "..."

She was stunned and cast her eyes on Wen Yuzhe.

Wen Yuzhe always sat aside, sipping the wine in the glass, leisurely and lightly, as if he was out of business.

"Ye San, why embarrass a singer." His voice was cool and he slowly put down the wine glass in his hand.

If Ye Yuchen wanted to play this kind of game, he could go back to the Rose Garden and find his newly hired assistant.

Wen Yuzhe believes that he is not such a casual person.

unless……

"What's your name?" Wen Yuzhe looked at Mu Wanqing indifferently, but the light in his eyes felt extremely sharp.

Mu Wanqing said solemnly, "My name is Xiaohei."

Ye Yuchen: "..."

He looked lazily at the woman's dress tonight.

Except for the snow-white skin, it was indeed worthy of such a messy name as Xiao Hei.

"A nice name." Ye Yuchen praised.

"It sounds very nice." Wen Yuzhe nodded.

So delicate and ugly, apart from Mu Wanqing, there will never be a second woman like this.

Mu Wanqing: "..."

She gave an awkward and polite smile.

I just feel that these two goods must have drunk too much tonight, so there is a pit in my mind!

"If the emperor needs it, I will go to the mall now to help you buy a new pair of pants and put it on."

Mu Wanqing looked at him with a smile, and continued to swallow.

"Yeah." Ye Yuchen nodded, but pointed to the doorway of the box, "No, you can go."

"Okay." Mu Wanqing turned and left very gracefully.