The Shadowy Wedding Day with the President

Mu Huan’s injuries are all skin injuries, although she has been careful to apply the medicine these days, but still left some traces without dissipating.

At this time, Mu Huan, the brain is somewhat chaotic, instinctive, "playing punches... getting it..."

"Fighting?" Thin Jun Yan's eyebrows are even more embarrassing.

After Mu Hua returned to God and realized what he said, he made a shock.

"I... I want to learn... Learn to defend myself... I..."

"You can learn something, punching is not for you." Such a delicate woman, not suitable for such a violent movement.

This injury is particularly hampering his eyes.

"Yeah." Mu Huan nodded again and again.

This night's thin Jun Yan is extraordinarily gentle, as if she is a delicate ceramic doll.

Did not toss her very much, just staring at her to sleep.

The next day, Bo Junyan was surprised to rest at home.

This made Mu Huan somewhat restless, she did not know how to get along with Bo Junyan.

Fortunately, after eating a breakfast, Bo Junyan went to the study room.

A sigh of relief, I thought that I couldn’t go, I took out the pharmacy book I bought at the bookstore that day.

After Bo Jun’s work came out, he saw Mu Huan sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the book seriously, and the sun shone on her body, letting her whole person shine.

This is the first time that Jun Junyan looked at his little wife carefully.

The conclusion is that his little wife is very good looking.

Feeling that someone is watching her, Mu Huan raised his head.

Seeing that Jun Junyan stood there, she suddenly became restless.

She doesn't want to be familiar with Bo Jun, because the more mature, the more difficult it is to hide.

Yes, they will only become more and more familiar with the passage of time.

Originally, she planned to leave after she graduated, but now I can think about it. Can she stay safely at the side of Bo Junyan for four years without being discovered?

At first, she thought it was naive.

However, things can only be taken one step at a time.

"Husband, you are busy." Mu Huan raised a smile and stood up and walked toward the thin Jun.

Looking at her full of deliberate laughter, Bo Junyan is a bit annoying.

"Ok."

"What do you want to eat at noon? Can I cook for you?"

"No need to."

“Is it too difficult to eat?” Mu Huan immediately reflected on his own cooking. If he could not even do a good job, he could not be called a good wife.

"I am jealous of you coming back, not for you to cook for me, there is a chef at home."

I don't know why, Mu Huan feels that thin Jun Yan seems to be angry.

Yes, I thought about it, she didn't do anything that made him angry.

I can only bow my head and sigh.

Bo Junyan looked at her furry head, and the annoyance in her heart increased.

Just when he wants to turn to the floor.

Mu Huan raised his head. "Husband, two days later, is my grandma's birthday feast. Can you go back with me?"

She asked carefully, and with so many pleadings.

Bo Junyan, "..."

Such a thing that should go back with her, she actually used this to ask for his eyes.

"Husband?"

"it is good."

Mu Huan immediately smiled and opened again, then again, "hus, would you paint or calligraphy?"

"what happened?"

"My grandmother is not lacking anything. I don't know what gifts to prepare for her. If her husband paints her own paintings or writes calligraphy and gives her grandmother a birthday present, she must be very happy!" Her grandmother said that she would be expensive. Gift, but did not say that is the case.

Who can dare say that it is not expensive if Bo Junyan draws his own paintings or calligraphy?