When Mu Chenhao heard Xia Qingkong shouting at Mantou to let him in, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, which was half teasing and half funny.
Pushing the door open, Qingkong saw Mu Chenhao coming in from the mirror, and subconsciously covered herself.
"Holy crap, where are the steamed buns?"
"Honey, do you know how to bake steamed buns?"
Mu Chenhao pushed the door open and leaned against the wall, with a dark look in his eyes as he stared at Xia Qingkong with concentration.
"Don't try to eat me today, I won't let you succeed, hum!"
"Oh, really?"
Hearing Qingkong's words, Mu Chenhao walked over directly, opened his arms, and held Qingkong tightly in his arms, "If I want to eat your tofu, what can you do to me?"
"Then I...then I..."
Her eyebrows were curved, her eyes were wandering, and she was racking her brains to think!
"Hmm? How is it?"
"Then I'll cry for you!" Qingkong said, and there was even a trace of mist in her watery autumn eyes, which made people feel distressed.
The eyes on his angular face obviously darkened, and Mu Chenhao hugged Qingkong tighter. "Okay, okay, wife, I know I was wrong. Don't be angry, don't cry, I'm just teasing you."
"Would you like to tease me next time?"
"No."
"Hmph, that's pretty much it. Quickly zip it up for my aunt, or I'll kill you."
Qingkong gently pushed Mu Chenhao away, with a look of arrogance on her face that made Mu Chenhao dumbfounded. How could this girl change her face faster than turning the pages of a book
As expected, he had no resistance to the woman in front of him. He just glanced at her back, and his thoughts fluctuated.
Holding her down gently, Xia Qingkong was waiting for the man behind her to zip up the zipper for her, but when there was no response, she turned her head and found that Mu Chenhao's eyes had been staring at her back.
Suddenly a little face swelled up into a bun.
But that angry little look looked so cute and cute to Mu Chenhao.
"If you don't zip it up for me, you will sleep in the living room tonight."
Mu Chenhao's hand paused for two seconds, and then he zipped up the zipper neatly.
Hey, even though the little woman in front of him had used this reason to treat him many times, he still fell for it every time!
After putting on the dress, Qingkong walked to the mirror and looked in the mirror. This dress was obviously tailor-made according to Xia Qingkong's figure and fit Xia Qingkong's skin perfectly.
After changing her clothes, Qingkong was ready to get the high heels in the gift box. Of course, such a dress would look better with high heels.
But before he even took two steps, he was picked up by the man behind him.
"What are you doing! I have to put on my shoes."
Xia Qingkong quickly covered herself. She was a little afraid that the man in front of her would suddenly become animalistic again. She had just put on her skirt and it was too troublesome to take it off!
Mu Chenhao took Xia Qingkong out of the fitting room and placed her on the sofa in the living room. Then, he took out the exquisite high-heeled shoes from the gift box.
The light nude color makes the high heels look simple but very grand.
Gently lifting Qingkong's skirt, Mu Chenhao picked up one of her white and smooth feet and carefully put on two high heels for Qingkong.
Just right, not too big, not too small.
"Try standing up and see if your feet hurt."
Qingkong held Mu Chenhao's shoulders, stood up from the chair, walked around twice casually, and found that the soles of these high heels were very soft, and they didn't know what kind of design they were, and the feet would not "rush" forward.
It's very comfortable to walk around. Although it's not as comfortable as wearing flat shoes, it's many times more comfortable than ordinary high heels.
"It really won't hurt." With a bright smile on his face, Qingkong hugged Mu Chenhao's neck and kissed him on his angular and handsome face.
Naturally, Mu Chenhao would not let go of such a good opportunity to get close to her, so he hugged her waist and trapped her in his arms.
Their lips met.
but…
The steamed buns are here...
Qingkong happened to see the steamed buns from this direction, so he pushed Mu Chenhao.
Mu Chenhao frowned slightly at being ruined by someone. He was obviously very unhappy. When he turned around, he saw it was a steamed bun.
Mu Chenhao looked at him with some anger in his eyes. Steamed Bun quickly covered his eyes with his small hands and stepped back, "I'm sorry, Master, Mistress, you continue, the little one has to leave first!"
"Lu Man, stand at attention!" Mu Chenhao shouted softly.
After hearing the military order, Mantou seemed to have changed into a different person. He put down his hands and made a standard standing posture.
"Turn backwards for me and run fifty laps out of the garden!"
"yes!"
"Hey, aren't you? You really let the steamed bun run away!" The corners of Qingkong's mouth twitched slightly, and the steamed bun really turned back, and then ran circles in the garden...
Although the garden is not very big, if you run around, it is 200 meters long...
To run 50 laps, doesn't that mean ten kilometers
If Qingkong was allowed to run, Qingkong would probably be exhausted after just two laps.
"if not?"
"Damn it, you dare to bully my steamed bun!"
"She disturbed my good deeds, and of course she will be punished. Don't worry about her. Fifty laps is just a warm-up for Steamed Bun. In the past, in the army, Steamed Bun ran 40 kilometers up to three times a day."
"..." The corners of Qingkong's mouth twitched slightly, looking at the steamed bun running in circles.
Steamed Bun also glanced inside and saw that Qingkong was also looking at her, smiling and saying hello to Qingkong, his face not red and his heart not beating.
Before she had time to think about it, her red lips were sealed together. The man held her slender waist with one hand, inserted his other hand into her hair, and moved her head closer to him.
Steamed Bun was in the garden, running around in circles and peeking.
Seeing Mu Chenhao's actions, his smiling face suddenly turned into a bitter gourd. He couldn't help but complain to the servant who was watering the flowers next to him, "Damn it... I put my young mistress's hair in a bun for an hour. The young master is fine. It was ruined in three seconds!”
The servant on the side followed Qingkong's line of sight and glanced over. Sure enough, he saw Mu Chenhao and Xia Qingkong's lips and teeth touching each other, looking at each other, and he covered his mouth and secretly laughed.
There was a sound of cars passing by at the door. A black Rolls-Royce stopped at the door. Mu Ziming and Xing Wenjing got out of the car.
Xing Wenjing wore sunglasses and had a straight face, as if someone owed her millions.
Wearing ten centimeter high heels and twisting her not too slender waist, she walked towards the reception hall.
Seeing the scene in front of him, his face became even darker.
"What do you two look like in broad daylight?"