Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Wen Churan looked at Mucheng through his mobile phone and said apologetically, "Mucheng, I have heard about what happened today. I have troubled you so much for the sake of the little milk bottle..."

Mucheng stroked the little head on the bed, "For the little milk bottle, these are not troublesome."

Wen Churan smiled sheepishly.

At this moment, Mucheng suddenly said seriously, "Xiao Ran, we have known each other for five years. In fact, you... don't need to be so different from me."

After hearing this, Wen Churan was stunned for a moment, then looked up and found that Mucheng's face turned extremely serious.

I just heard him say in a deep voice, "Many times, I hope you can rely on me and trouble me as a matter of course without feeling sorry."

——Be able to take the trouble for granted and not feel sorry for it.

Even the closest friends can't do this, right?

What can be done is only lovers who love each other.

Therefore, his words were not explicit, but the meaning was made very clear.

"I'm so embarrassed!" Even the little milk jug understood, and was so shy that she buried her little head under the quilt.

The atmosphere became awkward.

Over the past few years, how could Wen Churan not understand Mucheng's feelings for him? He was just pretending to be stupid and didn't want to pierce the window paper.

At this moment, she didn't know how to respond, and she didn't want to respond, so she coughed lightly and tried to change the subject.

"Little Milk Tank, is it time for you to take a nap?"

The little milk jug poked its head out of the bed, and I don't know if it was intentional cooperation, but said, "But, I haven't drunk milk yet..."

Wen Churan hurriedly said, "Let Mucheng Sichuan help you brew it."

The little milk can blinked at Mucheng for help, "Mucheng Shu, can you help the milk can make a glass of milk..."

Mucheng smiled softly, "Of course."

Then he turned around and walked towards the coffee table.

The mother and son, who spoke to each other, cooperated very well, successfully dismissed Mucheng, and also resolved the embarrassment just now.

As soon as the little milk jug was filled with milk, Xiaoyoutiao knocked on the door and said, "The Presidential Palace has sent someone to pick you up. They say that President Adair has something to discuss with you."

Mucheng frowned slightly and refused coldly, "Let them go back!"

"No way!" Xiao Youtiao got into trouble and said, "Those guards are all very fierce. Looking at their looks, they probably won't go back until they get you."

With a swish, Wen was pulled away, and Mucheng walked out with an impatient look on his face.

By the time Xiaoyoutiao reacted, Mucheng's figure had already disappeared.

After getting in the car and arriving at the Presidential Palace, Mucheng was led into the study by the butler.

"President Mucheng has arrived."

Sheng Shimo was sitting at the desk, playing with the pen in his hand attentively. His well-joined fingers moved flexibly and cooperated with the pen skillfully. The tricks he created were extremely beautiful, like a wonderful performance.

Hearing the butler's announcement, he didn't even raise his head and only gave a faint hum.

impolite.

Seeing this, Mucheng thought to himself, walked towards the study, and then sat on the sofa.

After drinking all the tea that the servant had released, the man sitting in front of the desk was still playing with the pen in his hand as if no one was around, as if he had completely ignored him.

Mucheng lost his patience and asked directly, "I heard that President Adair picked me up to discuss important matters?"

After hearing this, Sheng Shimo had a slight reaction.

He raised his head, with an indifferent expression on his handsome face, and his cold eyes swept past Mucheng.