Mu Qinghuan closes the wardrobe and simply doesn't think about these clothes any more. She takes her own design draft and goes to her design studio to make clothes.

She has already finished the design draft overnight, and mu ningyue is in a hurry. She can only design as much as possible and start to make it at the same time.

Although time is in a hurry, Mu Qinghuan is still very careful.

Although this is for mu ningyue's enemies, Mu Qinghuan can't be perfunctory about the cheongsam.

She began to cut the cloth and made it carefully. She didn't notice the passage of time at all. What's more, she didn't notice that Ji Chenyuan didn't know when he had finished taking a bath and stood at the door looking at her.

Ji Chenyuan looked at the light, the way women work, focused and serious.

The light outlined her three-dimensional facial features, lingering a touch of light on her body.

It's so beautiful that I can't bear to disturb the picture in front of me.

She put down her neck carefully and finished the cutting.

It's sour.

She couldn't help frowning. She just thought that she was stretching out her hand to beat her sour shoulder. A cool big palm suddenly fell on her back neck and slipped from her back neck to her shoulder.

Mu Qinghuan was shocked as if he had been electrocuted, and the whole person bounced from the chair.

"Ah

She exclaimed, looking back, she saw the handsome face of the man.

"How did you come in? Don't you know if people are scared, they will be scared to death? " Mu Qinghuan looks at the man with a frown.

When did he come in? She didn't notice. How long has he been here? Have you been looking at her?

When Mu Qinghuan thought of this, he felt a little flustered and nervous.

Strange, she's so nervous!

"Get out of the way!" Mu Qinghuan coldly said, decided to go back to the bedroom to sleep, do not want to stay alone with the man in a room.

Ji Chenyuan also saw Mu Qinghuan's resistance and dislike, and his face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

The woman's eyes are as blind as ever!

How many women flatter him, * he, want to go to his bed, he disdains, she even dare to despise!

Stupid woman!

Ji Chenyuan for his son has such a stupid mother, feel extra worried.

"Mu Qinghuan, I have something to tell you." Ji Chenyuan grasped Mu Qinghuan's thin and white wrist, cold tunnel.

MuQing Huan Leng for a while, quickly want to shake off the man's hand, "you talk to talk, don't move!"

"Move?" Ji Chenyuan's eyes sank and looked at her mockingly. On the contrary, they took a tighter step. The distance between the two people drew closer in an instant. "How can I do anything to you?"

"You...!" Mu Qinghuan noticed that the man was suddenly close at hand, and his breath was instantly solidified, "you let go! Ji Chenyuan, you bastard

"You're my son's mother. Isn't it normal what's going on between us?" Ji Chenyuan looks at Mu Qinghuan's resistance, the bottom of his heart has no reason to raise a restless mood.

He was not a good-natured man. His anger rose, and his fierce anger burst out.

In the past, Ji Chenyuan will converge in front of his son, but now his son is in the next room, and Ji Chenyuan obviously has no intention of convergence.

For the first time, Mu Qinghuan felt the strong and frightening pressure all over the man's body. In a moment, he felt that he was out of breath.

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