Marriage first and then love: the president enforces the pet

Chapter 24 The Wedding Turned into a Farce 1
In the evening, Han Jingchen took Mu Wanqing to visit the villa. Although it was not as luxurious as his house in City A, it was not much worse.

After shopping around the house, Mu Wanqing felt tired as soon as she walked to the garden. She stopped and looked at Han Jingchen helplessly like a child, "I'm tired."

Han Jingchen looked back at her, "Huh? What's wrong?"

"I'm just tired." He walked to the stone bench and sat down, then put his hands on the stone table and lay on it lazily, "I don't want to move anymore."

There was nothing he could do about her, so Han Jingchen had no choice but to sit down opposite her.

"By the way, do you know who burned down my house?" After thinking for a long time, Mu Wanqing finally found a suitable opportunity to ask him, "Don't try to hide it from me, I know that as long as you want to know, you can do it I must know."

Han Jingchen rested his chin in one hand, and stretched out his free hand to ravage her head.

Hearing that it was rare for her to admit his strength so much, she didn't hide it, "It's Xu Feifei."

Is that Xu Feifei?
That's right, besides Xu Feifei, she really couldn't think of anyone who would hate her so much and insist on putting her to death.

Squinting her eyes, Mu Wanqing had a different kind of light in her eyes, and finally smiled coldly, "Does she want to burn me to death?"

"Well", although he wanted to solve this matter for her at once, she seemed to have some idea, smiled and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Push away his troublesome big hand, and imitate his appearance, resting his cheek with one hand and reaching out to pinch his face with the other.

Han Jingchen is very handsome, and he is also very strong. His face feels hard, which makes her hands feel a little uncomfortable. She retracted her hand and looked at him boredly, "Do you have any ideas to offer?"

"Didn't she want you to burn you to death? Since she has already done this, there is no need for you to be polite to her. You have to pay back a hundredfold."

When Han Jingchen said these words, Mu Wanqing was stunned.

Is he... teaching her to take revenge?

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he smiled awkwardly, "Mr. Han, can you speak more superficially?"

The main reason is that she understands it all!

Smiling, Han Jingchen flirted with her, "You will know tomorrow."

Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes, and continued to lie on the table, drawing and drawing on the table with her fingers.

The moon has risen, and the white moonlight shines on the garden, making the flowers and plants in the garden even colder.

The two talked one after another under the moonlight, and the long night became shorter.

Early the next morning, Mu Wanqing woke up and found herself lying in Han Jingchen's arms, and she was no longer surprised.

Since they reunited, Han Jingchen seemed to be a different person, no longer cold, but enthusiastic to the point that she couldn't bear it, but she had no choice but to compromise with him again and again.

The light hit his eyelashes, making him look a little hazy, Mu Wanqing's mouth curled up, and she stretched out her hand to gently stroke his eyelashes.

Han Jingchen grabbed that naughty hand, opened his eyes and saw that she was winking at him triumphantly, he couldn't laugh or cry, "Mrs. Han, you need to clean up early in the morning, right?"

Saying that, he licked his lips meaningfully.

Mu Wanqing was so frightened that she broke away from him and jumped out of the bed. She put her arms around her hips and glared at him when she was two meters away from him, "Han Jingchen, you are a stinky rascal!"

Han Jingchen nodded in disbelief, and said solemnly, "Indeed, but isn't it natural to be a hooligan to his wife? Or, is there any man who wouldn't be a hooligan to his wife? Unless..."

His appetite was whetted, and he couldn't help asking, "Unless what?"

"That man is impotent!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at her with an innocent face, only looking at her so embarrassed that she was about to commit cancer.

Uncomfortable being stared at by him, Mu Wanqing blushed and glared at him, then went to the bathroom to wash up.

Seeing her leave angrily, the smile on Han Jingchen's face deepened.

Today is the day when Gu Cheng and Xu Feifei are going to hold their wedding. After breakfast, Han Jingchen asked Mu Wanqing to change her clothes.

What he prepared for her was a water-green sleeveless dress with a ring of rhinestones inlaid at the neckline and half-hollow chiffon on the back. It was a new product that had just been launched in the past few days.

Mu Wanqing turned her body and looked at herself in the mirror. The tattoo totem on her back was looming, behind the thin fabric, it looked very mysterious.

The dress just fit her, and it fit her temperament very well, Mu Wanqing smiled, then opened the door, went out of the bathroom, and returned to the room.

She has never been used to makeup, and after simply tying a ponytail in the room, she thought it would be fine.

When Han Jingchen came in, he saw that she was tying a ponytail, and couldn't help being a little funny.

Walked over and took the comb from her hand, then loosened her freshly tied hair, and said with a smile, "Mrs. Han, although you are very beautiful, you are too casual, wouldn't you be robbed by others today?" limelight?"

In fact, what he wanted to say was that his woman, no matter where she was, could only be the most dazzling existence.

Blinking, Mu Wanqing said indifferently, "Anyway, I don't like to be in the limelight, so it's unnecessary to dress up so beautifully."

"Don't talk nonsense. You must know that today you are the protagonist. To be precise, even if you don't want to, you will definitely become the object of everyone's attention."

"I know." She understood what he said, "but I think it's very good just now, simple and convenient."

It is said that women love beauty, but Han Jingchen thinks that Mu Wanqing is an exception. Not only does she not love beauty, but sometimes he is so casual that he wonders if she is a real woman.

"Don't want the stylist to put on makeup and talk so grandly?"

While talking to her, Han Jingchen neatly tied up a slightly messy flower bud hair for her, and then picked her bangs with a comb.

Looking at the little woman who has changed from pure to charming in the mirror, he put his hands on her shoulders in satisfaction, brought his face to her ear, and exhaled, "It's so beautiful."

The cold and deep voice gradually reached her ears, making Mu Wanqing tremble involuntarily.

The hands on her shoulders, in the past ten years or so, have wanted to comb her hair like that just now countless times, but only this time, it gave her an inexplicable feeling.

She didn't know whether she had changed or he had changed.

(End of this chapter)