Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

Song Qianxi stuck out her tongue, "I won't do it next time."

Chu Muhan was displeased, and rewarded her with a shudder, "Is there a next time?"

Song Qianxi covered her forehead, "It hurts..."

Her voice was hoarse, not pleasant at all, but it fell into Chu Muhan's ears like a spoiled child.

He has pulled back, is it still hurting?

Chu Muhan rubbed her forehead, touched her cold little hand, frowned imperceptibly, took off his windbreaker and put it on her body, "Tell me where you go from now on."

"Didn't Yin Ze report to you?" There was a small complaint in his words.

"He didn't." Chu Muhan said.

Song Qianxi raised her eyebrows, apparently in disbelief.

"I installed the location on your phone." Chu Muhan reminded, put his arms around her shoulders and walked towards the parking lot, and called Wang Mengxue again, "Sister Mengxue, let's go back together."

"Okay." Wang Mengxue didn't want to disturb the two of them at first, but it was too expensive to take a taxi, and she was not very good at taking the bus.

Thinking of the tracking and positioning in the mobile phone, Song Qianxi didn't know whether to have a headache or be happy.

The headache is that there will be no privacy in the future, and no matter where he goes, he will be exposed to Chu Muhan's sight.

Happily, being kidnapped again, Chu Muhan was able to find him as quickly as possible.

Pooh!Will not be kidnapped again!

Song Qianxi stopped in front of Qiao Yexin and Han Ziqi, "Wait a minute, I'll ask Yin Ze to take you back."

Han Ziqi waved her hand politely, "Don't bother."

"No trouble, he's too busy anyway." Song Qianxi smiled slightly and called Yin Ze.

Soon, Yin Ze came by car.

After getting into the car, Qiao Yexin's eyes followed Chu Muhan closely.

He thoughtfully opened the passenger seat for Song Qianxi, and watched the car go away, feeling jealous in his heart.

Really more popular than dead people.

Just two years older, he owns a manga studio and owns a luxury car.

The boyfriend is even more handsome and uncommonly handsome, he is not an ordinary person at first sight.

Song Qianxi is simply a winner in life.

She looked away and sighed, seeing Han Ziqi staring intently at the phone.

Qiao Yexin leaned forward curiously, "What are you looking at?"

Han Ziqi was so focused that Qiao Yexin didn't notice when she got close.

"No, nothing..."

She quickly put away her phone, and Song Qianxi sent it to her alone, definitely not wanting Qiao Yexin to know.

And she just wanted to watch the plot, so she could seize the time to brew inspiration.

Who would have thought that Qiao Yexin would have spotted her just as soon as she took out her phone without reading two lines of text.

No matter how fast she moved, Qiao Yexin still saw the words "Bidong Wife".

"A synopsis?" she asked.

"No, it was before. I want to find the feeling again." Han Ziqi lowered her head and pretended to play with her mobile phone to hide her embarrassment.

Qiao Ye was convinced, but didn't ask any further questions.

Han Ziqi breathed a sigh of relief.

This small move fell into Qiao Yexin's eyes, and her doubts became even greater.

I always feel that Han Ziqi is hiding something from her.

……

Longhua high-end apartment.

Song Qianxi got out of the car and picked up her mobile phone to send a message in the studio's WeChat group.

[Song Qianxi: If you get home, report that you are safe. 】

Her arms tightened suddenly, and she was pulled into a firm embrace.

Chu Muhan complained from above his head, "You don't look at the road when you walk, and you will cry in pain when you hit a pillar."

She rubbed her nose and said anxiously, "Isn't it because of you?"

The understatement made Chu Muhan feel happy, and his existence seemed to have important meaning.