The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 530 The business woman who was murdered for money (80)

  Murongchen's big palm gently and powerfully closed the back of Su Qinghuan's head, so that Su Qinghuan had to get entangled with him.

  The teeth were pried open by the man, and when he was held so tightly by the man, Su Qinghuan couldn't help but flushed.

   "I... I'm a little hungry!"

  She did not deliberately disappoint, but the etiquette of the post-closing ceremony was too much. Although Murong Chen had asked the palace staff to give her something to cushion her belly, there were too many people before, and Su Qinghuan was embarrassed to eat a lot.

   came and went, now I feel my stomach gurgling.

   "You...Is it the one who deliberately tortured me?"

  The man hooked Su Qinghuan's nose helplessly. In fact, the girl also noticed Murong Chen's affection, but she was really hungry.

   Facing the girl's wronged Baba eyes, Murong Chen’s lips curled slightly, but he still endured it. He stared at Su Qing’s hot face and handed a plate of exquisite mung bean cake to the girl.

   "Good, eat something first, if these are not enough, I will let the Imperial Dining Room do it."

   "Don't...enough enough!"

   At this time, I went to call the palace people to cook. That is not to expose their newly appointed queen, it is a typical foodie.

  Su Qinghuan is not happy.

  She was a little hungry after all, and quickly took the plate away, but Murong Chen didn't let it go. Instead, she took out a piece of cake and fed it into the girl's mouth with great interest.

   "Hey."

   "...I am not a kid."

  Su Qinghuan is a little embarrassed.

  But the man smiled openly.

   "In my eyes, you are indeed not a child," the man paused, and said meaningfully, "You are a little cat."

   Deliberately prolonged intonation, there is actually some unreasonable spoiling.

  Su Qinghuan's cheeks flushed even more thinking of the way they hugged each other before.

  Like a little hamster, she was eating the mung bean cake with her cheeks bulging, while Murong Chen looked at the girl's greedy mouth and the slightly exposed crimson tongue.

  The man's throat moved slightly, and he couldn't help but leaned forward and pressed Su Qinghuan's shoulder.

   "What's wrong?"

  Su Qinghuan was startled.

"do not move."

  Murongchen slid his throat slightly. As the man said, he hugged the girl's waist without warning, and pressed his thin lips down.

   Gently sucking the crushed mung bean cake on the girl’s lips.

   "Your food is not clean."

  "……"

  Feeling the man’s lips swimming around his cheeks, Su Qinghuan’s cheeks turned red into prawns in an instant.

   "You...you can remind me, or wipe me clean with a handkerchief."

   "But I'm hungry."

  The man spoke slowly, and the smile on his face was like a spring breeze, as if saying everything was taken for granted.

"hungry?"

  Su Qinghuan glanced suspiciously at the man’s face,

  Su Qinghuan has always known that Murong Chen is a handsome boy, but he has never looked at Murong Chen under the red candle like at this moment.

  Really...the more I look at it, the more people feel fascinated.

  Bah, baah, anyhow, she is also Qingqiu Diji, how can she be so obsessed with the beauty of a man.

  Su Qinghuan looked a little uncomfortable.

   "I don't believe you, you are clearly lying to me, there are so many mung bean cakes there, what are you robbing, you just want to grab my lips..."

  What's more, it's still broken.

  Su Qinghuan couldn't say it completely, and I always felt uncomfortable.

  ……

   But Murong Chen has handsome eyes and smiles.

  He bullied himself up in an instant.

   "Qinghuan, why are you so unbehaved? Are you so reluctant to divide me a little mung bean cake?"

   "But I am different from you."

  The man said, holding a piece of half-crushed pastry like a show, and handing it to the girl’s lips.

"……do what?"

  Su Qinghuan got goose bumps all over her body.

  Why didn’t she know that Murong Chen was so good at playing? !

  ……

   "What do you mean?"

  The man stared at her with scorching eyes, then he hooked her waist, and immediately passed the mung bean cake into her mouth.

  Su Qinghuan stared at Murong Chen's smiling brows in a daze.

  For a moment, there was the illusion of being bullied by this guy.

"you--"

   "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh good food."

  This mung bean cake is made by the chef of the Imperial Dining Room. It is naturally the most delicious thing in the Daxia Dynasty, but the fragrance of the pastry can't match the strong ambergris fragrance of a man.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan bit her lips slightly.

   "Eat what you eat well, don't make these messy things..."

  She stretched out her hand, trying to push her back, but she didn't know that her lip-biting action made the man's eyes darker.

   Murong Chen showed a low laughter in his throat. He raised his head, and the tip of his nose gently brushed Su Qinghuan’s forehead.

  "Hey, don’t you like it?"

  I didn't like it at first!

  Su Qinghuan just wanted to refute it, but Murong Chen's lips were sealed again.

  This guy is shameless!

  Not even the right to let people speak freely!

  The whole body's blood seems to be flowing upstream...

  And the man's hand is around her waist.

  I don't know who was fascinated by whose eyes first, and whose hand was wrapped around the other's neck, finally the moonlight was hanging high, and the room was full of warmth.

  ……

  The two tossed until midnight, and the man carefully scrubbed Su Qinghuan again.

  Su Qinghuan shrank into a small shrimp, curled up in Murongchen’s arms, and then dangled a strand of Murongchen’s hair in a daze, entangled with her hair.

  "We are married as a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love. It turns out that the ancients said that this is the truth...Achen, don't you think?"

  The name of the emperor is something that everyone needs to avoid, even the queen is no exception, but Murong Chen acquiesced to the title of Su Qinghuan.

  The man embraced Su Qinghuan indulgently and put one hand on the girl’s waist.

  His eyes were open, and he stared at the girl's face with some contentment.

"Yes."

  Su Qinghuan laughed madly.

  "Today is my happiest day."

  Although the post-closing ceremony is very tiring, as long as the person married is him, he feels that everything is right.

  Who knows, the man suddenly put his hand on her lips.

   "No, what you said is wrong, you will be so happy every day from now on."

  What he wants is not a one-day happiness, but eternal life.

  Su Qinghuan nodded sleepily, her eyelids couldn't stop fighting.

   "Well, you are right, every day, it will be like this... happy... Achen, good night..."

  The girl was really tired, and after speaking, she fell asleep in a daze.

  And men do not have such intense sleepiness.

  He has been looking forward to this day for a long time, and as long as he looks at the girl at this moment, he will feel infinite satisfaction in his heart.

  Murongchen heard the word good night for the first time.

  But it is easy to think of its meaning.

   "Happy, good night."

  The man talked like Su Qinghuan, and then lowered his head and gently dropped a kiss on the girl's forehead.

  That posture is tenderly heart-palpiting.

  (End of this chapter)