The Taming of the Husband: Lord President, please bow down

Chapter 22 The Beautiful Body

He Sheng looked at him who cared so much about him even though he had lost his memory, and a ripple surged in his heart.

His nose was reddish, and he sniffed, not sure if it was because he was unwell due to a cold, or because he was moved: "Then you can't just sit here all night!" He said softly, after thinking about it, the corners of his mouth curled up with a faint smile. smile.

He Sheng moved his body to make room, and patted on the empty space: "Why don't you sleep with me! I don't mind."

"No need." Mu Yushen refused.

"Are you afraid? I'm not afraid of any girls, why are you afraid!" He Sheng stimulated him.

Seeing that she was uncomfortable and didn't want to quarrel with her too much, Mu Yu lay down directly, leaning his head on his elbow, turned sideways, and looked at He Sheng: "It's all right! Go to sleep!"

He Sheng smiled brightly and closed his eyes obediently.

However, after he fell asleep, He Sheng felt that he couldn't fall asleep anymore. He paid attention to his every move, felt his movement, and his heart was pounding, almost jumping to his throat, but after a while, there was no movement again. .

He Sheng slowly opened his eyes, half-closed his eyes, and saw that Mu Yushen was already lying down at this time, and he seemed to have fallen asleep with his eyes closed.

He Sheng frowned, something is wrong!According to the past, he had rushed over a long time ago, how could he be so calm?Could it be that he lost his memory, including his reaction?
An unknown fire surged in He Sheng's heart. He turned around, pulled the quilt, rolled himself up, and closed his eyes to sleep.

Mu Yu opened his eyes slowly, looked at the quilt that was gone, turned his head helplessly, and finally closed his eyes sideways.

In the early morning, the hot sun shines in, and the breeze blows slowly, blowing a piece of troublesome heat.

He Sheng stretched his waist, spread his hands, and found that Mu Yushen was gone. Thinking of yesterday, He Sheng's good mood was gone.

He muttered in his mouth: "Doesn't he even have the slightest thought of touching me? This is not a good thing! No, no! You have to think of a way." After speaking, he got up instantly, and after washing, When I went downstairs, I saw Uncle Zhang waiting by the side.

He Sheng stepped forward quickly, said good morning, and asked, "Uncle Zhang, where is Yu Shen?"

Uncle Zhang smiled and said, "Young master, I've already gone to work." As he said that, He Sheng's whole body was exhausted, and his face drooped. After finishing the porridge, I must pay attention to your health and report to him."

He Sheng raised his head suddenly, and said coquettishly, "Uncle Zhang, you can't say half of what you say!"

"Haha, okay, I got it, Uncle Zhang will be more careful next time. Alright, let's go have some porridge! Drink it while it's hot." Uncle Zhang said, and He Sheng walked towards the restaurant with a smile on his arm, holding Uncle Zhang's hand.

The night before, He Sheng quietly came out of the room, looked left and right, saw no one was around, and walked lightly on purpose, slowly came to Mu Yushen's door, looked at the revealing pajamas he was wearing, and took a deep breath. In one breath, he tidied up his clothes, held the doorknob with his hand, twisted it lightly, and a smile appeared on his face: "God help me if the door is not locked!"

He Sheng moved quickly, and flashed into Mu Yushen's room. When he saw it, the owner of the room had a black color scheme, and there was a sense of loneliness in the room. He Sheng's face froze, his hands clenched tightly, and his heart began to faint ache.

Suddenly, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, He Sheng calmed down, encouraged himself, ran to the back of the sofa, and hid there quietly.

After a while, the door of the bathroom was opened, and Mu Yushen came out from inside. The faint light shone on his flawless face, his hair was slightly dry, and some drops of water slipped down, dripping on his chest and his body. Only wearing a bath towel, broad chest, tight muscles, fair skin, and most importantly eight-pack abs.

He Sheng couldn't help feeling thirsty, swallowed, and sighed in his heart: What a beautiful body!
(End of this chapter)