My husband loves me too much

Chapter 188 198. Let me smell the sour smell.

Bo Qijin felt as if he was in his own home, it couldn't be more natural.

Change shoes, enter the house, wash hands, elegant and expensive.

He walked to the sofa, bent over from behind Mu Hua, and kissed her on the lips.

"Why don't you say that there are guests, I will bring some fruits back by the way."

"...I didn't expect that," Mu Hua curled her lips.

"If you don't have a good rest, drink less tea. I'll make porridge for you." Bo Qijin took the teacup from Mu Hua's hand and drank the rest of the tea.

Looking at Lin Huiru who was opposite, she was modest and dignified, "Has Mrs. Shao had breakfast?"

Lin Huiru came back to her senses in panic, clasped her hands tightly on her knees, and smiled with difficulty, "It's okay, I've eaten, I'll leave after a while."

The two people in front of them were not too close, but they declared their relationship invisibly.

Bo Qijin pretended to be the male master, and pushed her away from Mu Hua to the circle of "outsiders" with a single sentence, and Mu Hua not only did not hide it, but was vaguely dependent on the little woman.

She knew that Mu Hua would definitely find another boyfriend, but she didn't expect it to be so soon, and they even lived together!

Back then, Mu Hua and Shao Yu were together, the wedding date was fixed, and they didn't live together. Mu Hua didn't even stay at Shao's house for one night.

Lin Huiru was preoccupied, and her complexion was not very good, but she maintained the politeness she should have in front of her, "Don't bother, you can do your part."

Bo Qijin nodded lightly.

He rubbed Muhua's long, soft hair with his left hand, and said in a gentle and low voice, "You guys talk, call me if you need anything."

"……Um."

Mu Hua watched the man Xin's tall and straight back disappear into the kitchen, and the door closed. He didn't seem to care about the content of her conversation with Lin Huiru.

"Hua'er, Auntie didn't lie to you," Lin Huiru shed two lines of tears, "Ayu is not cooperating with the doctor's treatment now, his mood fluctuates hot and cold, and he dropped the infusion bottle several times, so you should feel sorry for Auntie and go to the hospital Take a look at A Yu and help Auntie persuade him, he will listen to you."

"Auntie," Mu Hua sighed, pressing her fingers on her temples with a sleepy expression, "Shao Yu and I are over."

Regarding Xu Qingshan, she didn't want to explain.

"It was very embarrassing for each other when we broke up. There is really no need to get involved. Whether it is Shao Yu or Shao's company, it is your family's business, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Although it's very unreasonable to say that, I'm not wronging my character, so I still want to tell you something."

"You and your family's ignorant demands bother me. I hope you will stop bothering me in the future."

Every word directly made Lin Huiru ashamed.

When she slammed the door and left, her face was extremely ugly.

After the harsh sound of closing the door, the apartment returned to silence. Bo Qijin, who was washing vegetables in the kitchen, had his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, slightly lowered his head, the curve of his side face seemed to be carefully carved, with sharp edges and corners, perfect and just right.

Mu Hua leaned against the kitchen door and looked at Bo Qijin in a daze.

It seems that there is nothing this man can't do. His hands, which can be called works of art, can sign hundreds of millions of contracts and wash vegetables and cook without violating harmony.

She doesn't seem to be bad either.

Bo Qijin is super vigilant, when the kitchen doorknob is gently turned open, he already knows it.

The sound of light footsteps was getting closer, the waist tightened, and the woman's soft and fragrant body pressed against his back.

Bo Qijin turned off the faucet, with the usual expression, "Why don't you give it away, after all, you are only one step away from becoming a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."

"Don't move," Mu Hua stood on tiptoe, smiled and approached the man's neck, "Let me smell the sour smell."

(End of this chapter)