The Shadowy Wedding Day with the President

After Mu Huan had been stunned for a while, "husband, so to speak, is this thing that you are tired of?"

Bo Junyan, "Yeah."

"Then do you want to compensate me?" Mu Huan approached him, and the eyes were bright and bright because of expectations.

"What compensation do you want?"

"I used to be busy with work, and I didn't have time to go out to play..." Mu Huan said, bowing his head.

Just in the case of Bo Junyan, she thought that she wanted him to take her out to play, and all the important things in her hands were arranged and handled.

"So, this week I want to go out with Xiaomeng. On Friday, I will go tomorrow night. Come back on Sunday, can I husband?" Mu Huan raised his head and looked at Bo Junyan with his eyes.

Bo Junyan, "..."

Not to go out with him.

Mu Huan sees that Jun Junyan’s face is a bit ugly, so he grabbed his arm and said, “Husband, I haven’t gone out to play with my good friends. I really want to work without a busy week, like other things. Like people, playing happily with your good friends, you promise me whether it is good..."

She looked at him with that pitiful big eyes.

Let the thin-hearted Yan Yanyan, who has always been a heart-wrenching heart, refuse to let her go. "Good."

"Husband, you are the best!" Mu Huan immediately laughed if the sun was bright.

Bo Junyan looked at her like this, but her heart became more and more depressed.

After dinner, Bo Junyan sat in the living room to watch political news.

Mu Huan wanted to go upstairs to play the game, but thought of him because she was going out to play an unhappy face, so she sat next to him and picked up the sweater and weaved it.

Bo Junyan glanced at her. She weaved a sweater that hadn't made any progress for more than two months. I felt that he should have no hope of wearing her sweater.

Mu Huan is not interested in the news. She is not interested in knitting sweaters. It doesn't matter if she is ready for a while. She is so eager to sit here and weave a sweater. She is boring and boring.

So weaving, weaving her, she fell asleep on the sofa.

Bo Junyan felt that the person beside him had no movement, turned his head and looked at it. I saw her sleeping, and the saliva flowed down.

After a while of speechless.

He stood up, bent over and carefully picked her up.

But even if he moves very lightly, Mu Huan, who is very alert, wakes up.

But when I opened my eyes and saw that it was Bo Junyan, she stood up and took it back. She slept and said, "Husband, what happened..."

"Go upstairs to sleep."

"Oh." She snorted, looking for a comfortable posture in his arms, closing his eyes and letting him hold her upstairs, and she went to sleep.

Bo Junyan faced her so much trust, dependence, just the troubles dissipated, bowed her kiss on her white face, holding her upstairs.

However, after going upstairs, she could not sleep.

"Husband, don't... sleepy..." Mu Huan confusedly refused.

"You have to go out for two days."

"Yeah." Mu Huan’s brain was not enough, and the instinct snorted.