Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Chapter 647 Call again, huh?

647

In the car, the driver was driving in front with his eyes fixed and his expression serious.

In the back seat of the car, Jiang Muyu and Huo Beicheng hadn't spoken since they got into the car.

silence.

There was no sound in the car, and it fell into a silence.

It's just that Jiang Muyu didn't feel embarrassed at all, instead, all kinds of emotions were surging in her heart, churning non-stop.

Her eyes were fixed on the man next to her, the corners of her mouth could not help but rise, and she smiled sweetly.

Oh my god, now the more I look at Huo Dashao, the more handsome I am.

It's just such a jealous person with a good-looking profile, how can someone be so good-looking?

Hehe, now when she just thinks of what Grandpa Li said, and then Huo Dashao's previous sentence "I've never touched her", it's like eating honey in her heart, it's so sweet.

"Master Huo, I have a question to ask you."

Jiang Muyu couldn't help but speak with a smile, and stared at him with blinking eyes.

Huo Beicheng turned his head to look at her, his eyes narrowed, "What did you call me?"

"Huh? Young Master Huo!"

Didn't she call it that all the time? She's called it that way since she was a child.

Jiang Muyu leaned forward to look at him, and said, "Young Master Huo, I have a question to ask you, it's fine for me to call you Young Master Huo, I've always called you that since I was a child."

"No answer." The man pursed his thin lips, turned his head quickly, and dropped three words to her.

Jiang Muyu: "..."

Hey, Mr. Huo, what do you mean?

What do you mean by not answering, I have already said that I want to ask you a question.

This is your reaction from the Huo family mansion...

"Young Master Huo?" Jiang Muyu poked his mouth in confusion, and stretched out his hand to lightly poke his arm.

The man's face remained unchanged, his eyes were closed tightly, and he seemed to be resting with his eyes closed.

Jiang Muyu: "... Huo Beicheng?"

The man was indifferent, and he didn't even lift his eyelids to look at her.

Jiang Muyu stared at his face, squeezed his hands together, and rubbed them a little bit tangled, and couldn't help but glance in the direction of the driver from the corner of his eyes.

Then she lowered her voice, moved closer to his ear, and called out in a small voice: "Husband~"

"what……"

As soon as the words fell, a force came, and Jiang Muyu felt her whole body spinning. When she was overwhelmed, she found that she was already lying on Huo Dashao's lap, and she was using a kind of Leaning in the man's arms in a very ambiguous and affectionate posture.

Huo Beicheng hovered around her waist with one hand, "Call again."

Jiang Muyu stared blankly into his eyes, feeling the heat from the man's body, her little heart couldn't help beating wildly.

"Hey, call again, huh?"

The man's deep and magnetic voice whispered in her ear, and the hot, itchy and provocative heart was rippling.

"husband!"

"Well, wife!"

Jiang Muyu's cheeks blushed a little bit, like a big apple.

She coughed lightly and pushed him, "Ahem, keep a low profile."

Hee hee, husband wife.

Why does it sound so good?

Moreover, Young Master Huo's voice is really suitable for using the word "wife".

Jiang Muyu blinked her eyes, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raised, and she looked at him with big eyes, "Then can I ask my question now?"

"Just ask."

This time Young Master Huo readily agreed, but when she wanted to leave his lap, she was stopped by the man with his arms around his waist.