I got married to a mysterious man

Chapter 1220 As long as the little guy doesn't cry, nothing else matters
But what Mu Keren meant now, couldn't it be that he wanted to get that wet thing on Huang Qingtian's face?
Just thinking of that wet and sticky feeling, the corners of Huang Qingtian's mouth twitched a few times...

"No! It's better for men to be rough!"

But when Huang Qingtian expressed his point of view, Mu Keren couldn't wait to tear open the packaging bag of the mask.

What's more, her small mouth is plausible: "You must be bored with that fake face on your face today. If you put this kind of repair, it will be fine soon!"

Well, the bodyguard palace that followed Mu Keren to meet Chen Tianyin today was played by Huang Qingtian.

Originally, Huang Qingtian planned to follow Mu Keren without even wearing a mask.But it was opposed by Mu Keren.

Because in her opinion, if Huang Qingtian followed her in an upright manner, who would dare to attack her, Mu Keren?
It was because of Mu Keren's strong rebuttal that Huang Qingtian finally made an artificial face of Huang Ren's secretary.

With that face on, Huang Qingtian's originally excellent facial features were concealed.With this layer of cover-up, Mu Ke finally agreed to Huang Qingtian to go with her.

It's just that when he came back, Huang Qingtian peeled off that artificial face in front of her, and Mu Keren felt very distressed.

Although it is an artificial face, glue is also needed when it is attached.So when it was torn off, it also pulled Huang Qingtian's face.

It was precisely because of this that Mu Ke thought of putting a mask on Huang Qingtian.

But for Huang Qingtian, getting this kind of sticky thing on his body is better than directly giving him a gun.

So when he sensed Mu Keren's intentions, he got up quickly.

And a little bastard behind him yelled in dissatisfaction: "I've already opened it. Huang Qingtian, just apply it for ten minutes..."

"There's nothing wrong with my face." He doesn't want to stick this kind of ghost thing on!
"I know you are naturally beautiful, but the fake face makes your skin a little red, it's better to stick a piece!" Mu Keren chased after Huang Qingtian like a tail, muttering.

"You'll be fine after a good night's sleep. How can you get these cumbersome things?" A certain person deliberately ignored the little tail following behind, and continued to rub his wet hair with a towel.

"But people love you and my mask..." A snail liquid mask is very expensive.In the past, Mu Keren was only willing to use one occasionally.

"Then you can use it yourself!" Anyway, he Huang Qingtian didn't use it.Otherwise, if it reaches the ears of Yuan Zhou and his group, it will definitely become a joke.

"I'm pregnant with a baby now, how can I use these..."

Since she was pregnant, Mu Keren has hardly used other skin care products.

"Throw it into the trash can if you can't use it!" Huang Qingtian thought, anyway, the family still has savings.As for making Huang Qingtian's face sticky in order to save money for a mask?
"..."

Probably because of the very direct relationship he rejected, the little tail behind him did not continue to stick.

And, she didn't make any more noise.

Huang Qingtian thought that this little bastard should have given up and would sleep in bed!

But when you turn around...

Good guy, you scared Huang Qingtian to death!

"Little guy, why are you crying?"

Taking three steps in parallel, Huang Qingtian quickly returned to Mu Keren.

But at this moment, his little guy was crying miserably.

A small face, wet.

"Hey, don't cry. We have something to say, can we talk it out?" Huang Qingtian wanted to hold her in his arms.

As a result, the little bastard refused to be hugged or hugged when he got angry.

After pushing him away with all her breastfeeding strength, she threw the disassembled mask on the ground as if venting her anger, and then rushed back to the bed angrily, wrapping herself in the quilt like a silkworm baby.

Of course, Huang Qingtian wouldn't be so worried if this little bastard hid under the covers and started sleeping directly.

The point is that the little ancestor who hid under the blanket kept whimpering.

The weeping sound was like a knife, piercing his Huang Qingtian's heart...

At this moment, of course Huang Qingtian wanted to go up and coax this little bastard.

But when he took a step forward, he found that he had accidentally stepped on the mask that Mu Keren had thrown on the ground...

Glancing at the cold thing, Huang Qingtian also realized that he had rejected Mu Keren too harshly just now.

Probably, it broke her poor little heart.

If I want to coax her well at this moment, I guess I have to start with this thing...

After thinking about it, Huang Qingtian finally picked up the mask under his feet, and then returned to the bed.

"brat……"

He tore the quilt.

A certain little bastard in the quilt, when he realized that the quilt was being torn, quickly squirmed again, and rolled to a corner far away from Huang Qingtian.A posture that intends to have no contact with him, Huang Qingtian.

"Okay, don't be angry!" Huang Qingtian didn't get discouraged, but stepped forward persistently, grabbing Mu Keren's quilt.

And when Mu Keren was about to abscond wrapped in a quilt again, Huang Qingtian said again: "You have to tell me how to use this thing?"

Hearing Huang Qingtian's voice, a certain bad guy suddenly got a tear-stained little head out of the bed!

After Mu Keren took a few glances at Huang Qingtian, she realized that Huang Qingtian was still holding the mask that she threw on the ground in a fit of anger.

At this time, Huang Qingtian had already taken out the mask.

Seeing Huang Qingtian's expression of obviously disliking the mask and trying to please her, the grievance that Mu Keren had gathered in his heart just now disappeared without a trace.

Then, she rolled out of the bed, and personally applied this wet mask on Huang Qingtian's face.

"Huang Qingtian, you have to lie down like this for more than ten minutes!" When Huang Qingtian applied the mask, she still explained plausibly.

Listening to her little nasal voice, Huang Qingtian grabbed her little hand and asked, "Are you still angry?"

"Don't be angry. But you can't talk, or you will get wrinkles!" Speaking of this, Mu Keren gently fiddled with the bubbles that appeared on the mask because of Huang Qingtian's talking just now.

And Huang Qingtian, who felt Mu Keren's personal service, still disliked the wet and sticky feeling on his face.

In particular, he was also quite worried that his brothers would know that his majestic leader Huang Ren would actually post such a sissy thing!
But all of this is still not worth Mu Keren.

As long as the little guy doesn't cry, nothing else matters...

(End of this chapter)