Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 472 Threat (3)

Passing by him, looking at the man who raised his arm slightly, who seemed to be thinking about how to write, Mu Geunge frowned, and walked slowly downstairs.

She seldom drank tea in Furong Garden, and spent a lot of time going down to find something to make tea.It had been a while before the brewed tea came up.

Huo Yichen was writing earnestly, Mu Geunge didn't call him, put the teacup aside, and then walked over.

The first thing I look at is to look to the side. The font is obviously different from my own. It is vigorous and powerful, and I have a feeling of reprimanding Fang Qiu. Then I compare it with the characters placed on the side...

Don't watch, don't watch...

There really is no harm in comparison.

Compared with his one, his handwriting, which was barely passable, seemed petty.

How can this be done.

She didn't say a word, she silently went over and rolled up the couplets she had written and put them aside.

"Tea." Huo Yichen concentrated on writing, he didn't seem to care about his wife's little actions, but after finishing the last stroke, he stretched out his left hand to her accurately.

Putting the couplets he wrote aside, he went over to bring the tea that should be drinkable to him, and glanced at the couplets he had just finished writing inadvertently.

Huo Yichen took the teacup, put down the brush and naturally brought her to his side, pursed his lips, and said lightly, "What's your comment?"

Mu Geunge felt that this person was sometimes very bad.

She didn't read the words, just now when he directly handed the brush to her hand, she thought he would not know how to do it, so she wrote several times in a row without refusing.

It's good for him to write such beautiful handwriting, but he made her look ugly.

Seeing that his wife was silent, Huo Chenchen curled his thin lips into a slight arc. He put the teacup aside, turned slightly to get the brush, put it in her hand, and then held her hand. The two wrote at the same time. .

He rested his chin on her shoulder, with smooth speed and steady writing power, the five eloquent words jumped out on the paper.

——Scented Hibiscus Tent
He moved the first couplet away, and continued to write the second couplet while holding her hand.

"Regarding the festive season, in my opinion, the most valuable thing is to participate together. Therefore, when writing Spring Festival couplets, you don't want to look good. The most important thing is that it is made by my wife."

His voice was extremely pleasant, with a deep and lazy magnetism, and it sounded in her ears so suddenly, a very simple sentence, but instantly eliminated the little bit of embarrassment in her heart.

"What's more..." Speaking of this, Huo Yichen stopped, but the hand that held his wife's hand never stopped. When the last stroke fell, Mu Geunge seemed to hear him smile quite satisfied, "My wife The characters are delicate and restrained, really beautiful."

This time, Mu Geunge really laughed out loud.

Those little emotions were never there before, but now she is more and more hypocritical in front of him.

——Beautiful Candlelight Curtain
Mu Geunge looked at those words, and leaned back, "Mr. Huo's ability to talk love is getting better and better."

Huo Yichen hooked the corners of his mouth, slowly bewitching, his elegant handsome face was extremely charming under the light, "Do you like it?"

She didn't say she liked it or didn't say she didn't like it, so why bother to say, this person had guessed it long ago.

"This one is pretty good, how about putting it in our master bedroom?" Huo Yichen didn't need his wife to answer, he pointed to the couplet that he had just finished, with a smile floating in his eyes.

Mu Geunge suddenly turned around and kissed his lips.

She was the one who took the initiative, but she was also the one who accepted it passively.

The writing brush had been thrown on the desk by the emotional Mr. Huo at some point, and the ink was smudged away. He didn't care, and clasped his wife's stamina with one hand, firmly deepening the kiss.

Once this person touched him, he couldn't hold back.Back home, both of them changed into their home clothes, and their broad palms poked in from the hem of their clothes, gently stroking their wife's tender skin. If it wasn't for the timely knock on the door, perhaps this place would have turned into a battlefield.

The phone was urgent, Zhang Ma had no choice but to come up, knowing that the two were in the study, but never expected to witness such an intimate scene.Rao is someone who has been here, blushing and hastily lowered his eyes.

Didn't you say that you wrote Spring Festival couplets?

Hearing the knock on the door, Mu Ge's slackened thoughts were pulled back immediately, she pushed him away with a little force, and moaned weakly, "There is someone."

What about someone?
This is at his home, can't he kiss his wife?

But I also know that my wife is thin-skinned, if I continue to be afraid, it will only bring her embarrassment.

That's all, it's still night anyway.

After thinking about it, he still kissed her heavily on the lips, and then let her go.

"what's up?"

Mama Zhang replied: "Third young master, I have your call. It is urgent, so you must answer it."

Huo Yichen paused for a while, holding Mu Ge's hand, let go of her for a while, raised his hand and patted her on the head, "Write two more pairs suitable for study rooms and wooden houses, and we will post them later."

With that said, the person had already walked towards Mama Zhang.

Mu Zhenge looked at the writing brush that he had casually placed on the table. Fortunately, this person knew that it was placed on paper so that the table would not be dirty, as long as the few pieces of paper were thrown away.

But let her write?

She frowned and thought about it for a while, then unexpectedly remembered that he praised her for her beautiful handwriting, and she was not polite.

Furong Garden has never entertained foreign guests, even old men rarely come here, and there are no outsiders around, so it is not afraid of being seen by others whether it is beautiful or not.As he said, what matters in some things is not the result, but the process.

This is their home, so naturally they should dress it up together.

Thinking about it this way, she became more at ease, thinking about the wooden house, and the glass greenhouse...

After thinking about it, he finally shook his head amusingly.

Forget about the glass greenhouse, as he said, posting it everywhere is really cumbersome.

However, you can also write without posting it, so it should be practiced.

Huo Yichen answered the phone for a while, and when he came in again, Mu Zhenge was already holding his cup of tea that he hadn't had time to drink yet, planning to take a sip.

"Don't drink." The cold words stopped her.

She looked up at him coming in, put her hands down, saw that he was holding a mobile phone, and asked, "Are you done calling?"

Huo Yichen nodded, went to take the teacup from his wife, "It's cold. I'll go get you a change." He turned around and wanted to go out again, but was stopped by Mu Geinge.

"It's okay." A little herbal tea doesn't affect much.

"It's better if you have a cold." Huo Yichen frowned instinctively, but didn't let go of his hands.

Mu Geunge: "..."

She had recovered from her cold early, but it seemed that she really scared him last time, so she paid extra attention afterwards.She is not allowed to touch any cold or bad food, and she must be fully armed when going out, so I can't wait to wrap her in a quilt and go out.

"Mother Zhang." The man ignored her, held the teacup in his hand and refused to let go, then called Mama Zhang to take the teacup and ordered it to be warmed up.

Mu Zhenge looked at the man who was carefully reminding her, and suddenly lowered her eyelids, her long and curly eyelashes, and her deep eyes were full of emotions.

(End of this chapter)