Three favorite cute wives: The bride of the strange thief is too hot

Yeyan originally wanted to ask her if there was anything she wanted to bring, but girls are always struggling with choosing gifts, so asking would delay her rushing to work, so she said, "Remember to cover yourself with the quilt when you go to bed at night."

When Mo Han realized it, she blushed all of a sudden. She couldn't tell Hua Song what to do, but she told her to sleep!She sleeps dishonestly, kicks the quilt randomly, and turns around. It is no secret in front of Hua Song.I dare say he is reminding her that she and him have long since had an innocent relationship!

"I wish you an affair with the Swiss princess, and never come back!"

Hua Song just came back just in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Mohan sent him a text message, inviting Lu Chicheng and Lin Yifan to come to the house for a party on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, in order to inform him, and did not force him to come back.In the name of playing a game, Ye Yan was exiled to Northern Europe to do a task for his master. He advanced the task by one day and flew back in time.

Mohan found out what competition Hua Song was participating in, and in her spare time, she also paid attention to the competition score and promotion status, because it was not a global simulcast, so she could not watch the competition, so she could only check the news online.She found out that the final was two days before the final, but Hua Song returned home before the final, and thought it was a bad start, so she sent him a text message before boarding the plane: "What kind of broken game, there is no global simulcast, what are you doing?" ? Come back quickly, my wife is calling you to go home for dinner!"

Hua Song immediately dialed the number, and saw the string of overseas numbers that I had called in the past few days, Mo Han frowned, how good it is to send text messages, why do you have to let her hear the voice, it makes people nervous... He said to himself: "What are you calling..." Then he answered it pretending to be calm.

Hua Song asked leisurely: "Have you checked the match broadcast?"

"I... I heard from Boss Lu, doesn't he also watch golf games? It's not a well-known event!" Mohan quickly lied.

"It's really not very fun, next time I'll give you a big trophy."

After Hua Song got off the plane, he took a taxi and rushed home. At this time, Mo Han was locking herself in the bathroom.She had just arranged the atmosphere of the party and asked Old Lei, the butler, and the servants to go down to rest first, when she remembered that there was one thing she couldn't let go of in her heart for the past two days.

She held the pregnancy test stick she had just tried in her hand, and looking at the results displayed on it, she felt like an overturned five-flavored bottle, which tasted nothing at all.

Why is it so unlucky to be recruited at once?
A few days ago, when she and Hua Song came out of the bar, knowing that the drunk two had done that, Mo Han felt lingering fear.She was ovulating at the time, and rushed to buy contraceptives the next day.She is in good health, and her period came on time, but this month she didn't come a few days late, and Mo Han became suspicious.

After the first accident caused by drinking, she bought a box of two pregnancy test sticks. She tried it safely for the first time, and she kept one. She didn’t expect to use it for her. There are two red poles...

Huasong's seeds must have very strong genes, even contraceptives can't resist it.

Suddenly there was a noise outside the door, and a girl's envious high voice came in.This voice was not Lin Yifan, but it sounded familiar.Mohan threw the pregnancy test stick into the trash can and hurried out to greet her.

Hua Song didn't bring back the trophy, nor did he bring the Swiss princess, but... brought back a beauty.

"Long time no see, Assistant Mo!" The beauty took off the big sunglasses that blocked half of her slapped face, and raised her eyebrows to look at her, because she was a few centimeters taller than her, and she was wearing high wedge sneakers, looking condescending in her eyes.

Mohan quickly recognized her as a family friend of the Lu family, Chang Yan, the daughter of the Chang family, one of the three major families in Huaicheng.

"Miss Chang?" Mohan greeted her with some courtesy.She has met her many times on business occasions, but Chang Yan has a proud heart and only makes friends with people from aristocratic backgrounds. Although Mohan is Lu Chicheng's right-hand man, she only sees her as her work partner and always calls her As Mo's special assistant, Mohan naturally couldn't call him by his name directly.

Chang Yan had no worries about food and clothing when she was a child, and Chang's father held her in the palm of her hand and felt pain. Over time, Chang Yan developed into a proud little daughter, so strong and surly.She likes golf, so her father built a golf course for her. Chang Yan practiced day and night, and became really obsessed with this sport. He signed up for a golf club and often went out to play games.Chang's father objected to death, so Chang Yan acted like a good boy, saying that if he didn't fight when he was young, there would be no market for anyone to watch. Chang's father pampered her: "The Chang family doesn't need you to make money, you just need to open your mouth for food!"

"Then I will become a pig!"

"Even if you become a pig, Dad will support you!"

"That can't be done. People have to do something they like to have hope. I will be bored at home every day, and I will become a boring roast pig!"

Father Chang couldn't control his daughter, so he let her go to the club to play games. After watching a few games, he found that his daughter's skills really didn't embarrass him. It seemed that she really liked it, so he let her go.Chang Yan loses face after losing the game, and has been in a temper tantrum for a long time. As soon as Chang's father heard about the event, he greeted the tournament committee in advance, and even bribed members of other clubs to give way to his daughter. The overall ranking of the competition has improved.

Chang Yan went to Switzerland to participate in a golf competition this time, and happened to meet Huasong.Special Assistant Ao Lu had paid attention to Chang Yan's prosperous wedding with Hua Song before. He recognized him, but he didn't expect him to be more heroic than the photos on the Internet. He also heard that Hua Song is a mixed-race Australian. He is sincere and willing to approach Hua Song, and has been following him since he got on the plane, even clamoring to go home with him.

It was very strange that Chang Yan appeared in their house, and what was even more strange was that Hua Song still had a cheerful face, as if the two had known each other for a long time.

"Why, are you surprised to see me? Special Assistant Mo, you are really capable. You have taken down such a super handsome guy like Hua Song! If I knew him earlier, I would definitely not let others snatch such a piece of fat Walk!"

While talking, Chang Yan tiptoed into the porch. She was used to going in and out of villas, and her father took her to other people's houses, which were also luxury houses. She had never been to this kind of apartment-style house, and she was dissatisfied with the place to change slippers at the porch pouted, and looked at the pair of slippers for the guests with disgust.

Hua Song naturally put his golf equipment on the wall, walked past her with his slippers on, sat on the sofa and drank water, "Miss Chang, if you want to feel humble, you don't have to stay long."

Chang Yan looked at Hua Song's eyes that were about to smoke, and squeezed out a stiff smile: "Hehe, how could that be? I've seen this kind of apartment on TV, so I want to experience it!" After speaking, he gave Mo Han She winked, looked at the slippers on the floor, and asked her, "Change them for me!"

Mohan was a little disgusted with Chang Yan's sudden inexplicable flattering attitude towards Hua Song, but there was no way she could do it. In Chang Yan's eyes, she was a special assistant with a humble status, so she walked over without saying a word, ready to hand her shoes.

Suddenly, Hua Song threw the disposable chopsticks on the table and hit the slippers on the shoe rack. The slippers slid down and fell to Chang Yan's feet.

"Huh?" Hua Song put out a hand with his crossed arms, and made a "please" gesture. He looked at Chang Yan with his phoenix eyes, and saw that there was a bit of anger in the embarrassed expression on her face, as if she was watching a good show.A woman who dares to order her?Don't die!
But his sexy nasal voice "hmm" sounded seductive and provocative to Mo Han.

Chang Yan took off his shoes, put his feet into the slippers, walked to the sofa and was about to sit down, when Hua Song raised his legs, put them on the coffee table, folded his two slender legs on his side, making a gesture of involuntary Block Chang Yan's way.Chang Yan paused, but he was not angry, and sat down on the single sofa next to him.

Mohan thought that Lu Chicheng and Lin Yifan would be coming soon, what kind of trouble did such a helpless Buddha suddenly appear?Is a good house party going to be smashed?With a bit of displeasure on his face, Hua Song got up and walked towards her, took out a small box from the suitcase and handed it to her.

"What is this?" Mo Han asked.

"A present, you'll like it."

"What?" Mo Han answered absent-mindedly.

"Seasoning, for you to make noodles." Hua Song raised his hand slightly, and arched the unopened packaging box in front of her. Mohan just replied "Thank you" in a neutral tone, and put Take the things and throw them into the kitchen.

"What kind of gift is not good to bring when going abroad? Bring spices? Hua Song, you are such a coaxing wife!"

"What's the use of wanting so many rare treasures? What's needed is the best." Mohan heard her intentionally shabby meaning and replied.

Hua Song saw the sudden change of expression on Mo Han's face. Before boarding the plane, he sent him text messages and answered his phone calls. When he got home, he looked indifferent as soon as he entered the door. It was nothing more than...jealous?

He eats jealousy from anyone regardless of indiscriminateness, and doesn't care what kind of ghostly woman Chang Yan is. Being jealous with her is really out of date.Hua Song put his arms around Mo Han's waist, and smiled charmingly: "I like her just like that."

His sudden intimacy made Mo Han's body tremble. Seeing how enthusiastic he is in front of outsiders, he must be showing off the normal love between "husband and wife"!Twitching the corner of his mouth into a smile, he put his elbow on his waist and walked away.

This girl looks thin and small, and her strength is really unimportant. She looks flirtatious, but in fact, Hua Song is a little hurt by her push!

When Hua Song walked into the kitchen, Mohan was wandering, mechanically turning out and putting back the things that had been packed on the kitchen counter.Hua Song crossed his arms, leaned sideways on the kitchen door, and tilted his head to look at her.Her bent side face was curvy and soft, her long bangs slid on her cheeks, her eyes drifted a little, and she didn't know that he was beside her for a long time.

"How nice it is to not talk." Hua Song teased.

"Ah!" Mo Han was already preoccupied with the matter of the pregnancy test stick, but was disturbed by Hua Song's sudden voice, and broke the plate with a shake of her hand, and hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

"Be careful." Hua Song took a quick step to straighten her up. Her small body lifted by him was so close to him that her face almost hit his chest, and her ears turned red.

"Not hurt, are you?" Hua Song raised her hands with a serious face and looked at them. After confirming that there was no scratch, he led her out around the place where the plate was broken, and squatted down to pick up the pieces.

It is undeniable that although he is thin, the chest area is still very thick and bold.

But, how much protection can such a sense of security give her?
It's not that she is greedy, but...she is wishful thinking.