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

Jian Xi was slightly startled.

A pair of clear eyes gradually filled with a little mist, "Qing Qing... really want to drive me away?"

Mu Wanqing slowly dropped his feet.

An ambiguous atmosphere permeated the two of them. They reluctantly separated temporarily, but the depth of their eyes was still deep and deep...

She pursed her lips, "Sorry, Senior Jian."

She must have a choice, and there is no doubt that there is only one answer to this choice called Ye Yuchen.

"Thank you Mr. Jane for saving me today, and thank you for the fireworks, but... please go back."

Since he is not willing to stay in the rose garden to dress up.

Then, after Jian Xi went home, his family or servants would always help him to disinfect and bandage him when he saw that he was injured?

Upon hearing this, Jian Xi's eyes dimmed.

He first approached Mu Wanqing because of the angel pupils on her neck. This necklace is really like the angel pupils he once had...

"that……"

"Did not Jian Shao hear clearly?"

Jian Xi was about to speak, but Ye Yuchen interrupted him suddenly and coldly, with his long arms around Mu Wanqing's slender waist.

"Qing Qing has recovered from a serious illness and needs to go back to rest." He looked at Jian Xi with cold eyes, "Jian Shaoruo still intends to keep her in the cold, so I can only order someone to ask you to leave."

Hearing this, the boy fell silent.

He pressed his lips lightly, and after a long time hesitated, he did not speak again.

It was his waywardness. The autumn night was slightly cold, and the girl's hands were a little red from cold, but he failed to warm her...

"I got it." Jian Xi was lost, her long eyelashes quivered twice, "Then...Qing, you have a good rest."

Ye Yuchen snorted coldly.

He didn't want Mu Wanqing to take care of Jianxi at all, so he picked up his coat again and wrapped the girl up.

Mu Wanqing: "..."

Oh, I can’t even light my head.

Jian Xi slowly turned around, he bent down to put the remaining incense and fireworks in his hand together with other fireworks, and then left the rose garden reluctantly.

In the dark night, the shadow of the young man was drawn extremely long by the dim light, and no one was distressed and lonely...

"Steward Pan." Ye Yuchen said coldly.

He frowned and looked at the eye-catching fireworks, the jealous jar in his heart was suddenly overturned, "Throw all these broken pieces to me."

Just rely on these gadgets... just want to grab his wife?

It's impossible in this life.

"Yes, master." Steward Pan bowed slightly.

He immediately ordered the servants to clean up for himself, throw all the remaining fireworks outside, and clean up all the garbage.

Ye Yuchen returned to the rose garden with Mu Wanqing in his arms.

The girl finally poked her head out of his coat again, "huhu...hurrying to death!"

This big jar of vinegar smells so strong.

Hearing this, Ye Yuchen's heart was immediately picked up, and he held up the girl's face nervously, "Qingqin, why are you uncomfortable?"

Blame him for caring too much about that man.

I almost forgot that Mu Wanqing was stuffed in his coat, which might cause chest tightness and heart attack...

Ye Yuchen is now full of self-blame, nervous and going crazy.

Mu Wanqing looked innocent, she blinked her eyes twice, and looked at him with some wonder, "No."

She was just being stunned by the hiding. What can happen?

"Really all right?" Ye Yuchen frowned tightly, still nervously checking around, for fear of letting him bear what happened in the hospital again.

"It's really okay." Mu Wanqing tilted his head, "What's the matter with you? Why is it inexplicable?"