General Leng's superb wife

In the next few days, Murong Qian did not go to his new house, Ming Xueyuan, and still lived in the study. He only called Ming Xueyuan's maid and servant over from time to time.

After listening to many people's replies, Murong Qian's face turned pale, and suddenly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he smiled evilly.

You really don’t want him to go there, right? It’s quite comfortable if he doesn’t go! He actually sneaks out of the house! This damn woman, knowing that he is her husband, pretends not to know, thanks him, and tricks him into paying the bill

!

Murong Qian drank wine with mixed emotions, had dinner, and stumbled to Ming Xueyuan.

It was already night time.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mu Xue leaning on the quilt and taking a nap. Her delicate face was slightly red, and her closed eyelashes were so beautiful under the dim light. Murong Qian felt an inexplicable ripple in his heart and sat silently by the bed.

His slender fingers gently pushed her hair away from her eyes.

"Who?" Muxue struggled to push away the hand on her head. With a shiver, she woke up and squinted at the person in front of her.

"I~~" Faced with this sudden question, Murong Qian was speechless for a moment.

His eyebrows were raised and the mellow smell of alcohol came out of his handsome nose.

Mu Xue rubbed her eyes and yawned, then she saw clearly that the person in front of her was wearing a white gown.

Well? Why does this person look so familiar?

The handsome face is as beautiful as warm jade, the eyes are as beautiful as pure black crystal, and the hair is neatly tied behind the head. Ah! It’s the terribly dragging Murong Qian, the one who looks exactly like Yang Ziming!

The jade-like black pupils narrowed slightly, Murong Qian raised his slender fingers, gently flicked away her hair that had fallen down, and said in an unusually soft tone, "I am your husband! Why, you still pretend that you don't know me?"

The deep and hoarse voice was full of tenderness, and Mu Xue couldn't help but feel her heart beat faster.

"I~~" Muxue subconsciously tilted her head, stood up in a hurry, retreated two feet away from him, and combed her hair at will, "I~~ I can do it myself!"

With her heart pounding, Mu Xue couldn't help but take two deep breaths. She slowly combed her hair with her little hands and glanced at Murong Qian secretly with her beady eyes.

What on earth is this guy doing?! It’s okay, why are you so gentle? It’s like he knows you very well!

The corners of Murong Qian's lips raised in a graceful curve, "Why are you hiding so far away? You're afraid I'll eat you! You have to sleep in the same bed at night!"

The ambiguous words mixed with a little smile floated into Muxue's ears, and she couldn't help but shudder, and suddenly felt that her hair stood on end.

"You are so beautiful! Who wants to sleep with you!" Her dark eyes rolled her eyes at him, and Mu Xue curled her lips in disdain.

"Of course it's you! Aren't you my wife?"

"I~~" Mu Xue protected her chest with her hands, her watery eyes stared at Murong Qian tightly, and slowly backed away, "Don't come over!"

Looking at her look, Murong Qian just wanted to laugh. This little girl is really cute!

He suppressed his smile and slowly approached Mu Xue, "Madam, a moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold, let's rest!"

Red candles flickered, and the room was dimly lit.

Murong Qian stretched out his long arms and took the trembling little girl into his arms.

Under the candle shadow, in the dusk, Murong Qian's handsome face was slightly red. He lowered his eyes, carefully, and slowly approached Mu Xue's mouth with his sexy thin lips.

At this moment, Muxue was stunned, and actually had a hallucination, as if the person in front of her was the Prince Charming she had longed for, and her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

When there was only one centimeter between the two lips~~~

"boom!"

Clenching her pink fist tightly, Mu Xue hit Murong Qian hard.

Murong Qian groaned and pushed Mu Xue away from his arms. His handsome face was gloomy, and the temperature in the room dropped sharply.

Mu Xue was roughly pushed to the ground by him, and then she hurriedly got up, wiped her face, and stared at Murong Qian in surprise. When she saw his panda eyes, she burst into laughter.

When she met his sinister gaze, Muxue immediately fell silent and subconsciously took two steps back.

Murong Qian covered his beaten left eye, frowned, his face turned black, and he gritted his teeth and yelled, "Jiang Yuyan!"

"Why are you shouting so loudly?" Mu Xue rubbed her ears with her little hands, and Mu Xue rolled her eyes at him. The danger was approaching, but she didn't forget to talk back!

Murong Qian was a little furious, staring with bright black eyes, and grabbed Mu Xue's collar suddenly, "Jiang Yuyan, you don't want to marry me? I haven't thought about marrying you yet! Humph, you are mine now,

I can do whatever I want!"

After saying that, he picked up Muxue, pressed her on the bed, and refused to let go no matter how much she struggled, and casually tapped her acupuncture points.

"You~~"

There was no sound after that because the mute point was also tapped!

Mu Xue glared at Murong Qian angrily, her pretty little face turned red with anger.

At this time, Murong Qian's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of indifference and anger. He tore Mu Xue's clothes hard, and the sky blue outer shirt was taken off, revealing the thin inner shirt.

Muxue was a little scared, and silent tears fell down the corners of her eyes, blurring her eyes.

Seeing her tears, his heart twitched inexplicably. His heart softened with the shining teardrops. He relaxed his hand, touched her face, and said in a softer tone, "I won't hurt you."

!I won’t do anything you don’t want to do!”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he gently patted Mu Xue, who was still sobbing. Thinking of these several meetings, Murong Qian smiled helplessly. They were really enemies!

At this moment, he was a little sober from the wine, and slowly walked to the window, looking thoughtfully at the bright moon in the night sky.