After getting married, she is tender and soft

Chapter 203
Jiang Mu glanced at him suspiciously, wondering what the hell was going on.

The new assistant, Xiao Huang, also looked inward. In the dark night, he could only see a vague figure, which was a man.

She walked to the front of the car, the guess in her heart was confirmed, the corners of her raised mouth were restrained, and she got into the car pretending not to care.

Jiang Mu: "Why are you here, aren't you on a business trip?"

The man looked at her deeply, as if checking if there had been any changes during the few days he was away.

"I came back in the morning. When I learned that you were going home at night, I wanted to surprise you."

He conjured a bouquet of lisianthus flowers from behind and gave them to her.

Jiang Mu caressed the petals with his fingers. It was a beautiful flower with heavy words and unswerving love until death.

Her mood improved strangely, she held the flower with both hands and hugged her all the way, and the man beside her also looked at her for a long time.

The two got off the car at the gate of the community, got rid of the driver and sent the assistants home safely.

Xiao Junheng dragged his suitcase and walked slowly, while Jiang Mu walked in front with flowers in his arms.

The doorman on duty late at night was watching a movie to refresh himself, and the cicadas were buzzing in the community.

Jiang Mu put the flowers on his back, and walked backward facing him: "Where is your car?"

Xiao Junheng: "Let the driver drive away."

Ok.

She is tired.

The villa area is very large, and the long green belt between each building seems to have no end in sight.

Xiao Junheng quickened his pace, walked in front of him in two steps, easily lifted him up on the suitcase with one hand, and pushed him away like this.

push...go.

Jiang Mu shook his legs off the ground, thinking about how much the suitcase cost, and whether the quality was OK.

She shook her foot: "Can the community be overloaded?"

Xiao Junheng estimated the weight in his hand: "It's a bit thin, you can get fatter."

Jiang Mu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly looked closer to him: "Do you think I have no flesh, and it doesn't feel good to touch?"

On the quiet stone road, the sound of the wheels of the suitcase stopped abruptly.

The man's eyes could not be seen clearly in the dark night, he leaned slightly close to her ear, and said in a low voice: "My wife's touch has always been the best, I like everything,"

We haven't seen each other for a week, Xiao Biesheng's new marriage is indeed true.

Jiang Mu felt the scorching breath in his ear, and saw the side face of the man, looking down along the tight jawline, and the scenery inside the open neckline was in a trance.

The lower and lower head was pinned down, the man's big hand rubbed her hair, and patted her comfortingly: "Don't worry, go home and take a look."

Jiang Mu obediently sat on the suitcase being dragged away, with his chin resting on the back of his hand holding the lever, and asked softly, "Are you tired? I can go down."

Xiao Junheng: "Sit obediently."

You can't say you're tired if you're a man.

The corners of her eyes were lowered, watching his footsteps getting faster and faster, as if she was in a hurry to go back for something.

Facts told her that the quality of the suitcase was very good, at least it was not crushed by her weight of one hundred and eighty catties.

The moment he entered the house, Xiao Junheng let go of his hands and picked him up. Like a child, he dragged his buttocks and shook the weight.

"Do you want to take your luggage upstairs?"

"Not in a hurry."

The man carried her quickly upstairs, the bedroom door was closed, and the suitcase left alone was abandoned in the hallway.

On the big bed shrouded in warm light, Jiang Mu, who was covered in steam, played with the man's fingers and nestled lazily in his arms.

The long and slender hands are not as white as pampered, but have several old thin calluses and small wounds.

Jiang Mu: "How did you do it?"

Xiao Junheng raised his finger to look, but couldn't remember the details: "It was left when I was studying abroad and working part-time."

She looked up at him with a calm male look, as if she had forgotten those bad memories.

(End of this chapter)