The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Chapter 439: I'm Wen Shixian's fiance

Mu Wanqing touched the corners of his lips as if he didn't believe in evil, making sure that he must and certainly not slobber!

Ye Yuchen laughed lowly, "I wiped it off for you."

Hearing this, the girl felt a little embarrassed, and she didn't know if she should believe him, so she turned over.

"I don't care, I am definitely not drooling!" Mu Wan leaned back and lay on his side, pouting her little **** in dissatisfaction.

She tried to recall the dream just now. When the dream was a dream after all, she couldn't remember it most of the time. As for what happened when she fell asleep, she couldn't know...

"Anyway, such a shameful thing won't happen to this fairy..." the girl murmured.

Wen Shixian looked at her back, her eyes softened slightly.

Her pink lips rose slightly involuntarily, and the corners of her lips seemed to have a slight smile. Although it was difficult to detect, Lu Yi still caught them.

He couldn't help but glanced at Mu Wanqin with jealousy.

Lu Yi was a little jealous—when can his wife be so gentle to him?

"Qing'er can drink some porridge tomorrow morning."

At this moment, Gong Lichuan returned to the ward after inquiring about the precautions for diet.

Mu Wanqing's eyes lit up suddenly.

She lifted the quilt and sat up, "Really?"

Even porridge is good, as long as she is not allowed to rely on glucose for a living, she is willing to eat anything.

"Yeah." Gong Lichuan nodded, his eyes full of doting.

Ye Yuchen glanced at him with some caution, and suddenly noticed some sense of crisis, and immediately asked, "What would I like to drink?"

"Anything!" She didn't pick at all now.

Gong Lichuan squinted his eyes with disdain. He glanced at Ye Yuchen, "Qing'er likes scallop chicken porridge and scallops and shrimp porridge."

I still want to marry his family Qinger...

He doesn't even know what porridge Qing'er likes to drink!

Hearing the name of his favorite porridge, Mu Wanqing chirped twice, as if he could drink it immediately.

"In the current situation, I can only drink thinner rice porridge with at most chopped vegetables."

Ye Yuchen snorted coldly, and went back unceremoniously.

But after smashing Gong Lichuan, his eyes gradually softened, and he looked at Mu Wanqing sideways, "Listen to what I say, I will drink porridge with you, eh?"

Hearing this, Mu Wanqing felt that the two pots of porridge flying in front of him seemed to fly away with wings flapping.

She pouted reluctantly, but when she heard Ye Yuchen was about to accompany her in the crime, she was a little gloat in her heart.

"Okay." Mu Wanqing nodded, "Then you are not allowed to eat good food, and you are not allowed to greet me and tempt me!"

Ye Yuchen nodded, "Okay."

Mu Wanqing smiled excitedly, with bright eyes and white teeth.

Watching the interaction between the two of them, Gong Lichuan felt jealous again in his heart, inexplicably feeling that their style of painting was peculiar and it was a special mode he couldn't get into.

"Huh?" Mu Wanqing suddenly asked in confusion.

She cast her eyes on Lu Yi and tilted her head, feeling that this face was a little strange, "Who is this?"

Lu Yi was dressed in a military uniform. His tough cheeks were a bit of a soldier's coldness, toughness and handsome, but a bit domineering and scornful.

"Miss Mu is good." Lu Yi smiled heartily, then took Wen Shixian's shoulder, "I am her fiance."

Wen Shixian: "..."

She looked sideways at Lu Yi in amazement. She didn't understand what was coming, she saw the man approaching unexpectedly, closed her eyes, and kissed her...