Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

Back against the wall, there is no way to retreat.

Chu Muhan propped his strong arms on her sides, and the male hormone breath was overwhelming, permeating in. The sudden wall thump made Song Qianxi's heart beat wildly, and he couldn't speak fluently.

"Chu...Chu, Chu Muhan, don't, don't...don't get so close, you have something to say."

Wife is flirting! !It's like turning into a heroine in a manga! ! !

Her new comics must definitely include this plot!

Seeing her flustered and slightly excited expression, Chu Muhan was in trouble, not sure what she was thinking, doubted for a moment, and teased: "It's not a negative distance, how close is it?"

Song Qianxi: "..."

Fuck!Chu Muhan is still drunk?

However, he was as calm as saying 'good morning' with a serious face.

She couldn't question it, otherwise, it would appear that she was being self-indulgent.

Song Qianxi hid her nervousness with a dry smile, "Hehe...you are very humorous."

Chu Muhan didn't tease her anymore, and said seriously: "When I come back for the first year, I have to go back to the old house for dinner. However, I will rush back to have dinner with you, wait for me."

His deep voice rang in his ears, carrying the magic power of charm.

Song Qianxi nodded dully.

Chu Muhan pursed his lips happily, and fondled her head, "If you're bored, go shopping with Zheng Xueying."

She opened a pair of clear almond eyes and nodded again, very cute.

Chu Muhan's heart trembled when he saw it, and his eyes darkened involuntarily, wishing to tear her apart and swallow her immediately.

But reason told him, don't be impatient, don't scare her.

Boiling frogs in warm water will sooner or later be a thing in the bag.

As soon as Song Qianxi returned to the room, Zheng Xueying called.

"Qianxi, didn't you go back to Song's house this year?"

"No, at Xingshan Villa."

Last time in Country R, ​​Song Qianxi told Zheng Xueying everything that happened.

"Then come to my house to celebrate the New Year. My parents are also talking about not seeing you for a long time."

She thought of Zheng Xueying's warm smile and kind parents, and she couldn't help but yearn for it.

Thinking of Chu Muhan's words, Song Qianxi refused, "No need, I'll stay at Xingshan Villa, and come to your house to play after next year, and send greetings to my uncles and aunts."

"Tsk tsk, it's terrible, I will spend the New Year with him before the relationship is confirmed." Zheng Xueying said slyly: "After the year, I will wait for your good news."

When I hung up the phone, I sighed again, "Winter is almost gone, and spring is not far away."

Song Qianxi is speechless, what winter and spring, for her, is the relationship between adding and subtracting clothes.

Besides, to be precise, it was Chu Muhan who accompanied her to celebrate the New Year.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

There was a knock on the door, and Song Qianxi's heart trembled a few times.

Is it Chu Muhan?

She straightened her hair a little, opened the door, and saw Tianlin outside the door a little disappointed.

And she was so dull that she didn't notice her emotional changes.

Tianlin was carrying several large shopping bags, all of which were high-end brands.

"Miss Song, these are prepared by BOSS for you."

"Why did you give it to me?"

"The boss is out, and the store just delivered it now. If you don't like it, you can change it at any time."

"Oh...thanks, I like it very much."

No matter what Chu Muhan sent, it was his heart, and it was impossible for her to say that she didn't like it and change it.

Inside the shopping bag, from inside to outside, from top to bottom clothes are all available.

It fits Song Qianxi's style very well, and the size is just right.

She unexpectedly likes it very much, and there is also a joint black peaked cap.