"Although the Mr. Song you married looks like a vagabond on the surface, he is actually a pure boy."

Mu Qing reached out and patted Nangong Ying's shoulder: "Treasure the person in front of you, don't regret it until you lose it."

"I don't want to face him at this time, I'm going to break down."

Nangong Ying still can't get over the past, the man she's loved for so many years is gay, and anyone needs to adapt.

"Don't worry, Mr. Song has already said that he will not touch you in a short time, nor will he come to you. When you figure it out, he will come back to get along with you."

If not, Mu Qing would not agree to Nangong Ying marrying him.

It is impossible for Mu Qing to believe that Mr. Song does not love her, and it is impossible to say that Nangong Ying has no feelings for Mr. Song.

It can only be said that Nangong Ying has not noticed it yet.

Although Nangong Ying had already forgotten Mr. Song, after the description she had just given, Nangong Ying would not lose her feelings for such an affectionate man.

All women like the feeling of being treated like a treasure, and Nangong Ying is no exception.

"Qingqing, do you really think Mr. Song is the one I'm destined for?"

Mu Qing stretched out her hand and patted Nangong Ying's shoulder lightly, a look of complexity flashed in her eyes.

"I can't give you any professional advice. You can try to get in touch with her and experience the mystery by yourself."

Hearing this, Nangong Ying didn't speak, but lowered her head silently, not knowing what she was thinking.

After the wedding, Mu Qing and Feng Shiyi returned to the villa.

Nestling in Feng Shiyi's arms, Mu Qing thought about something thoughtfully.

"What are you thinking about?"

Feng Shiyi was fiddling with Mu Qing's black hair, and a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

"I'm thinking about Nangong Ying and Mr. Song, and I don't know if they will have a lover and get married."

"You have tried your best. Whatever they do is their own destiny. You can't force it to change."

That's what I said, but Mu Qing couldn't help but think about these things.

Seeing this, Feng Shiyi instantly understood what Mu Qing was thinking, and stretched out his hand to pick Mu Qing's chin.

"Since you can't think about it, let's do something else."

Her intuition told her that this would definitely not be a good thing.

Just as Mu Qing was about to refuse, Feng Shiyi grabbed her cherry lips domineeringly.

Mu Qing's hands moved around and teased Mu Qing, and Mu Qing quickly fell in love.

Soon, Feng Shiyi threw Mu Qing into the soft big bed, took off the obstructing clothes with one hand, and then pressed on Mu Qing's body.

A charming room...

Since Mu Qing was about to make final preparations for the research and development competition, Feng Shiyi only wanted to do it once.

When Mu Qing woke up the next day, she found that Feng Shiyi's body was cold, so she guessed that she must have taken a cold shower last night.

He lowered his head and pressed a kiss on Feng Shiyi's forehead, and when he got up to wash up, someone grabbed his wrist.

"You tempted me early in the morning, do you still want to get out of your body at this moment?"

Mu Qing blushed immediately: "Who said I seduced you? Why can you think of everything else?"

"Because my wife is beautiful and delicious."

With a slight force on his hands, someone who had already got out of bed was brought into the arms of a certain big bad wolf.

"I can't wait to throw myself into my arms? It seems that Madam was not satisfied yesterday, so let's do it again."

As the words fell, Feng Shiyi's big hand grasped the fullness of Mu Qing's chest, he was so emotional that he couldn't hold it back.

"Feng Shiyi, hurry down, I still have a lot of things to do today, I don't have time to play with you."

Mu Qing kept reaching out to push and reject Feng Shiyi's chest, but she didn't know that such vague desire to refuse and welcome made Feng Shiyi even more difficult to hold back.

But teasing is teasing, Feng Shiyi didn't intend to eat Mu Qing at this time.

Holding his body up, Feng Shiyi looked down at Mu Qing, a hidden fire flashed in his eyes.

"For the time being, I'll let you off, you annoying little goblin, and wait until your match is over to see how I deal with you."

Noticing the desire in Feng Shiyi's eyes, Mu Qing suddenly had an impulse, how about taking a plane and running away after the game?
If she was really tortured to death by this dissatisfied god, then she would be the first person in history to die on the bed.

"Stop thinking about it, if you don't get up again, I really can't help it."

The pretty person in her arms was thinking of something, her face turned pink, causing Feng Shiyi's lower abdomen to ignite again.

Hearing this, Mu Qing didn't dare to delay any longer, and quickly got up from the bed.

"Feng Shiyi, just how dissatisfied are you?"

How can someone think about that kind of thing anytime, anywhere?Is it true that all men are like this?
Mu Qing shook her head coldly, and hurriedly hid in the bathroom to wash up.

Looking at Mu Qing's running back, Feng Shiyi suddenly smiled and shook his head.

There is a beautiful wife in the family but can't be lingering every night, anyone will feel dissatisfied with desire, right?
But it's probably impossible for Mu Qing to understand this question, otherwise it wouldn't be so horrifying.

Mu Qing was in the bathroom, shaking her limbs lightly, she did not feel any soreness, it seems that Feng Shiyi really showed mercy last night.

When he came out of the bathroom, Feng Shiyi was already dressed and ready to go to the restaurant.

Seeing Mu Qing's long hair that was still dripping, Feng Shiyi sighed helplessly.

Go forward to pick up the hair dryer, pull Mu Qing to sit on the chair, and then help Mu Qing to dry her hair.

"Will you blow my hair for the rest of my life like this?"

Looking at the picture in the mirror, Mu Qing imagined that two white-haired old men were also doing this kind of thing. It should be very romantic, right?
"I'll keep blowing your hair as long as I can hold the hairdryer."

Not to mention this life, even the next life, Feng Shiyi still didn't want to let go of Mu Qing's hand.

Gently closing her eyes and enjoying Feng Shiyi's service, if it had been a few months ago, Mu Qing definitely would not have thought that a perfect man like Feng Shiyi would have anything to do with her.

But now, they not only have an intersection, but also have an inseparable relationship.

Mu Qing couldn't help feeling the wonder of fate, and also thanked God for arranging their oolong encounter.

"Shi Yi, what do you think you like about me?"

which point?This question stumped Feng Shiyi a bit.

Now he can't even remember when he fell in love with Mu Qing.

"As long as it belongs to you, I like it."

Mu Qing curled her lips in dissatisfaction, answering this question so casually.

After drying her hair quickly, Feng Shiyi dragged Mu Qing to the restaurant.

Feng Yunying had already prepared breakfast for the two of them. After seeing the two of them, she hurriedly called them over for dinner.

"Come here and sit down to eat, what are you doing standing there?"

"Mom, don't give me soup."

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