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

little angel:"……"

The baby is wronged, but the baby does not say.

To be honest, he confirmed that he was super awesome, but it just couldn't cure Mu Wanqing's heart disease.

"Ah... the weather today is really good."

"Don't talk nonsense." Mu Wanqing stretched out his hand to hold the clavicle chain, "If the illness is not cured, I will flush you into the toilet."

"Can, can!" Upon hearing this, the little angel immediately surrendered.

The toilet is so smelly and there are all kinds of messy things, so it should not be thrown in.

When encountering such a host, he can only feel wronged.

"Then hurry up." Mu Wanqing put his hands around his chest, walked to the sofa and sat down, and raised Erlang's legs.

No matter how you look at it, she didn't look like a very weak patient who had just had a heart attack.

"I can only... briefly treat your heart disease." The little angel hesitated.

Angel’s pupil has many magical functions, such as powerful perception ability, perspective ability, and when necessary, it can also dispatch space system, martial arts system, manufacturing system, etc.

It's true, it's an enviable golden finger.

But Mu Wanqing's heart disease was indeed impossible to be cured out of thin air like an empty glove white wolf.

"What is short-term treatment?" Mu Wanqing raised an eyebrow.

The little angel froze for a long time, and the opal glowed with a slightly matte light, "For example, when you have sex...I can guarantee that you will not get sick no matter how intense it is."

Mu Wanqing: "..."

Even if it can't cure the disease, I didn't expect this angel's pupil also has the attributes of a satyr and loves to be a matchmaker.

"If you don't believe it... you try."

The little angel's voice was as small as a mosquito, feeling wronged as if Mu Wanqing really wanted to flush it into the toilet.

But she was not so impulsive.

The opening of the power space means true rebirth.

"Try a ghost." Mu Wanqing curled his lips in disgust.

She didn't want to have **** with Ye Yuchen, she didn't want to have **** at all, no matter what, just didn't want to!

"Host, you are dissatisfied with your desires." The little angel smirked.

Mu Wanqing: "..."

She raised her eyes and admired this magnificent villa, suddenly feeling that the world was a bit mysterious.

"Really can't cure the disease?" Mu Wanqing sighed.

"It's not impossible." Angel's pupil flashed excitedly, "I can help you make money to cure illnesses with everything! And the space spirit is very nurturing, and it will be helpful!"

Mu Wanqing: "..."

It's still nonsense, no use of eggs.

So, is it possible that her heart disease can only be completely cured by relying on real-world medical skills?

The power space can only stabilize her condition.

But it's not bad. After all, this is a scientific world. It would be too ridiculous to let her heart disease recover out of thin air.

"Make do with it." Mu Wanqing glanced down at the clavicle chain in disgust, "What should I do next?"

She is not yet familiar with her own power space.

Fortunately, there is a talking little shit, although this one seems to be a bit mentally retarded.

"Xiao Qingqing, come with me."

The angel's pupil leaped twice more excitedly, and then led Mu Wanqing into a bedroom.

A gilded European style dressing table is placed in the bedroom.

All the international big-name cosmetics, skin care products, etc., are displayed in the surrounding cabinets.

"Close your eyes, here is the moment to witness the miracle!"

Mu Wanqing slowly sat in front of the makeup mirror, involuntarily closed his eyes, holding his breath and waiting for the miracle to happen...