Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

He seemed to be a natural hunter in the field of love. After prying her defenses, he pressed on every step of the way, forcing her to be helpless.

Mu Wan'an felt that the hand held by him was very warm, as if conveying an extremely reassuring feeling to her through the body temperature of the two people, she followed the direction of the two tightly held hands to him Looking over, he boldly said:
"I want to be able to have that kind of once-in-a-lifetime relationship, not for the casual perfunctory of the game world... Do you understand what I mean?"

This is also the first time that she has clearly expressed her attitude. Song Bingjue squeezed her hand as if playing a mischief, a little obvious joy appeared in his eyes, and his tone was unabashedly happy:
"My thoughts and yours are amazingly consistent, maybe this is the so-called match made in heaven?"

After getting this answer from him, all Mu Wan'an's worries finally fell to the ground, and a faint smile appeared on her face:

"In this case, I will re-examine the relationship between you and me."

She tilted her head and looked at him mischievously, with obvious joy in her eyes, as if she was relieved after letting go of some heavy burden:

"In the past, I always felt extremely uncomfortable getting along with you. I was afraid that I would be wrong, and I was afraid that I would not be able to keep my heart... Now that I have said this, I feel a lot more relaxed."

"Am I so scary?"

Hearing what she said, Song Bingjue couldn't help raising his eyebrows, with a look of disapproval, "It's not a shame that you can't control your heart in front of me."

Is this boasting of yourself?

Mu Wan'an couldn't help feeling a little funny, she looked at him and said:

"It's a bit too arrogant for you to say that. Is it possible that all the women in this world will like you the first time they see you?"

"It doesn't matter if they like me or not."

Looking at her, he was already happy in his heart, and he didn't care about the teasing meaning in her words, but he held her hand tighter:

"The most commendable thing in my life has nothing to do with anything else. Only making you like me can be considered a real success."

"Stop talking to me like that."

Her heart was extremely sweet, but Mu Wan'an still had a calm and self-possessed look on her face, only a little blush on her cheeks showed her shame at the moment:

"The combined age of the two of us is over 50 years old, and we still say this..."

Just as she was talking, she suddenly remembered that they were standing in the living room at the moment, and those servants could see everything, so she quickly shook his hand:

"Release quickly... Maybe they are all watching us quietly!"

"Just let them see it."

After hearing her words, not only did he not intend to let go, but he held her hand tightly and shook it, with a look of satisfaction on his face:

"Also ask Uncle Li and the others to be my witnesses. Today you promised me in earnest, and you won't be able to admit it in the future."

Uncle Li, who watched the entire interaction between the two in the dark, knew that the young master meant to mention himself, so he really responded angrily:
"Ma'am, my old man is not deaf. If Madam and the young master have conflicts over this matter in the future, my Uncle Li will definitely testify!"

Unexpectedly, Uncle Li really heard it. Mu Wanan's face flushed instantly, but she couldn't get angry at Uncle Li, she could only stare at Song Bingjue angrily, and even shook her hands several times, trying to break free from him:
"It's all right now? Even Uncle Li knows about it. I think you said it here on purpose!"

"Don't worry."

Seeing her anxious and crying appearance, Song Bingjue only thought she was cute and pitiful, so he comforted her with a gentle voice:
"Don't worry, Uncle Li is not a talkative person. Besides, everyone in the family knows that you are the upright Mrs. Song... You don't need to prove anything for this."

Although what he said made sense, she still felt that something was wrong, so she just nodded in a daze, letting Song Bingjue get away with it.

Soon it was time for work, and Mu Wan'an got up from his arms early on. Since the two of them had an open and honest talk, many things seemed to have become logical.

When lying on a bed, he would take her into his arms without hesitation. At the beginning, she was a little uncomfortable, and she would pay special attention to staying away from him when sleeping, but the next day she was generally All thinking carefully in his arms:
When did I lie in his arms?
She just got up from the bed when the man noticed it. He stood up and looked at her with sleepiness in his eyes:
"It's still early, why did you get up?"

Mu Wan'an put on her slippers. She didn't expect him to be so vigilant, so she said softly:

"I'm going to change my clothes first. Today is my first day at work. I must have a good start... It's still early, so you can go to sleep later."

Speaking of which, even she felt that her tone and attitude were too familiar—just like an old married couple.

In this regard, Song Bingjue did not show any surprise, he just said dissatisfiedly:
"If I knew you had to get up so early, I wouldn't let you go to work no matter what..."

This sentence does not sound like an adult man, but it is no different from a big boy who likes to act like a baby. Mu Wan'an couldn't help laughing. She turned to look at the man who sat up while hugging the quilt:

"Well, I'm doing this to make my life more fulfilling. You must also want me to be happy every day, don't you?"

"This is..."

He agreed with her with a muffled voice, but Song Bingjue was still unwilling to think of her getting up so early every morning. He looked at the woman rummaging in the closet and said to himself:
"Looks like I need to tell Song Jiajia that I have to postpone my work time..."

After changing her clothes, Mu Wan'an took a picture in front of the mirror. She didn't hear his murmur, but turned around and looked at him expectantly:
"How about this dress?"

She is wearing a small suit with dark blue stripes. It is cut smoothly and fits close to her body, which can well show her figure. The whole person looks exquisite and elegant without losing the atmosphere.

"No."

Unexpectedly, he categorically denied it. Mu Wan'an looked at her body in puzzlement, and felt that there was nothing inappropriate, so she said suspiciously:
"What happened to the suit?"

"The neckline is too low, which doesn't match the strict style of the architect; the tailoring is too close, although it can highlight your figure, it will also make it difficult for male colleagues in the same office to take their eyes off you .”

Thinking that some men might cast their eyes on Wanwan, his tone became a bit gritted, "Wanwan, you don't need to pay too much attention to these external things when you are working. You can wear it for me alone. alright."

"This set of clothes has been criticized by you as worthless, so come and choose for me and see which one you want me to wear."

She didn't expect that the outfit she had been optimistic about before would completely change in his mouth. Even though she knew it was his possessiveness that was causing the trouble, she still smiled and called him up.

"This one is not good, it is too revealing; this one is not good either, it feels a bit tight..."

Rummaging in the huge closet, he couldn't find anything that satisfied him. Song Bingjue looked at the messy cloakroom he had rummaged through, and then at the woman who was obviously looking at him with a suppressed smile, feeling more and more depressed. up:
"How did Uncle Li do it? These clothes are not suitable for you. It seems that I still need to personally wear your clothes..."

Seeing him like this, he wished he could cover himself from the beginning to the end, Mu Wan'an hurriedly persuaded:
"What are you thinking? I go to work, not to be a runway model. Besides, our studio is not big, how many men can we have? I think it's good for me to dress like this, isn't everyone Like this?"

"Even if your studio is full of women, I would feel jealous."

After finally finding a black shirt from the closet, Song Bingjue handed it to her, then raised his eyes and said:
"Now I can't wait to tie you by my side, but how can I let you dress so beautifully in front of others?"

"I'm really impressed with you. Looking at you now, don't you want me to wear the robes of Middle Eastern women?"

Shaking her head helplessly and sighing, she took the shirt and came out of the dressing room after changing it. She looked at him helplessly, and turned around in front of him again:
"How is it? Are you satisfied now?"

Compared with the bottoming shirt with a round neckline, the black shirt is obviously more stable, and it also reveals a more elite temperament, and there are very few parts exposed, so he reluctantly nodded:

"It looks good in this way, I think it's very good."

Seeing that he was satisfied, Mu Wan'an let out a long breath. She was afraid that Song Bingjue would not let her go to work temporarily, and when she was about to wash up and go to work, she heard him say:
"I'll go with you. Today is your first time at work, and I can't let you go alone."

"Actually, there's no need..."

If Song Bingjue showed up downstairs in the studio with his cars, it would cause such a huge commotion!Mu Wan'an was about to decline, but heard him say again:
"You must be worried that the car I'm driving will reveal your identity. Don't worry, I'm fully prepared."

As he spoke, he blinked at her, and lowered his tone specially, as if it was a secret.

"Then you are not allowed to get out of the car later."

After much deliberation, I can only agree to him now. Mu Wan'an knows that even if she refuses, this man has more ways to achieve his goal:

"This time I also hope to make a few friends who treat each other sincerely...you are not allowed to meddle again."