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

Compared with Jiang Muyu's childish and well-behaved handwriting, Huo Beicheng's English writing is simply master-level, and every word looks like a work of art.

"God is really unfair. He gave Huo Dashao such a good-looking face and such a smart head."

Jiang Muyu looked at those proper nouns that she didn't know at all, and couldn't help sighing secretly.

According to the speed of her translation, she is sure: she will never finish translating in the past few days in Haishi!
Thinking about it, she suddenly thought of something, slapped her forehead, and suddenly realized.

"Hey, that's not right. Why do I have to translate? I'm here for an exclusive interview, not as a translator."

Thinking of this, she immediately threw those materials aside.

He started to play mobile games leisurely, and asked Ji Ziyang if he would like to play next time.

I thought he was supposed to be busy, but I didn't expect him to agree immediately. The two immediately formed a team and went to fight with others when they entered the game.

Playing games always flies by.

After Jiang Muyu played a few rounds, she glanced at the time and found that it was already dinner time, and it was already dark outside the window.

Well, should she go to eat by herself now, or should she eat with Young Master Huo?

Turning out the phone's address book, she stared at the name for a long while.

Finally, Jiang Muyu took a deep breath and dialed the phone.

The phone was connected, and it rang one after another. During the waiting time, Jiang Muyu couldn't help swallowing, and actually became a little nervous.

After a while, the phone was answered.

Then Huo Dashao's cold voice on the phone reached her ears, "What's the matter?"

"Well...shall I wait for you for dinner? If you're busy, I'll go out and eat something by myself. Don't worry, I have money with me. "

Jiang Muyu finished speaking quickly, holding her breath and waiting for his answer.

It was just a sentence, but she felt her heart was beating faster and faster.

Huo Beicheng was silent for a long time before he said coldly, "Someone will pick you up later."

When the words fell, he had already hung up the phone.

Jiang Muyu was stunned for a moment, did not expect him to have dinner with her?
Did she hear it wrong?
Didn't he tell her to go away, but he even asked someone to pick her up?
Jiang Muyu said that he was a little confused by Huo Dashao's reaction recently... Isn't he very annoying to her?
No matter what, Jiang Muyu packed up, and Huo Dashao's driver came to pick her up and took her directly to a Japanese restaurant.

When Jiang Muyu and Huo Beicheng sat face to face, watching all kinds of daily food on the table being delivered, she was even more surprised and kept her mouth shut for a long time.

She blinked her eyes vigorously, neither dreaming nor dazzled.

Jiang Muyu looked up at him, "Master Huo, don't you hate eating this?"

Yes, Young Master Huo doesn't like sashimi very much, saying that it has a smell.

But she also likes to eat!

Huo Beicheng's eyes fixed on her, "If you don't want to eat, then go to another restaurant."

"Eat, eat, I'll eat!" Jiang Muyu quickly picked up a piece of salmon with his chopsticks.

Although I think Huo Beicheng is a bit strange...

But all the people came and the food was served, it would be fools not to eat it!

Sure enough, during the meal time, she found that Huo Beicheng hardly touched him.

From start to finish, he only ate a little sushi and side dishes, and almost didn't eat anything else.

He didn't even touch the sashimi, and in the end they all fell into her mouth.

Jiang Muyu said that the food was delicious...

Huo Beicheng stared at the voracious woman, his face was cold, but a hint of doting flashed in the depths of his black eyes.

It might be good to keep her by my side like this.

After dinner, Huo Beicheng personally drove to the hotel with her!

Get off the car, enter the hotel, enter the elevator, go to the door of the room...

Jiang Muyu was horrified to find that Huo Beicheng actually followed her all the way here.

She stood at the door of the room, looked at him nervously, and swallowed hard, "Where do you live at night?"

Huo Beicheng grabbed the room card in her hand, opened the door and pushed in. At the same time, his voice was heard clearly in her ears.

He said, "Stay here!"

Jiang Muyu: "..."

Nani?what's the situation?
Who can tell her what these three words mean?
He wants to share a room with her?
"Then I'll go and open another room." Jiang Muyu swallowed hard, went back to the room, took her bag and was ready to run.

A strong force came suddenly, and before she had time to react, Huo Beicheng grabbed her arm and pulled her whole body into his arms.

The heat on his body instantly spread from his back, and Jiang Muyu's body froze suddenly.

He pinched her chin with his hand, turned her face around, and pressed his lips hard.

Feeling his sudden closeness, Jiang Muyu panicked.

Subconsciously wanted to break free, but he held his chin tightly and drove straight in.

Well, what does he want to do?
Jiang Muyu's mind went blank for an instant, and she could almost only bear his kiss passively.

Just a kiss, Huo Beicheng looked at the girl's reddish cheeks and those crystal clear eyes, and his body reacted directly.

He nibbled her neck lightly, Jiang Muyu only felt an itch on her neck.

The reason that was originally lost because of that kiss seemed to be regained at this time.

What does he think of her now?

The escort lady, or a toy for him to vent?
He was already going to marry Lin Xiyu, but now he still treats her like this...

So, is this why he suddenly treats her so nicely, uncharacteristically?
Just for her body...

Jiang Muyu's heart sank gradually, and when she wanted to understand the truth, all the ambiguity and throbbing disappeared in an instant, leaving only a coldness in her heart.

She didn't give any response to the movement of Huo Beicheng's neck, as if she was just a puppet.

"This is the personal interview you want?"

Jiang Muyu's voice trembled a little, and her tone was unusually indifferent.

All of Huo Beicheng's movements froze. Hearing her words, something was wrong suddenly in his heart, but he couldn't help but exert more force on his arms around her.

What did she mean by that?
He thought he just brought her to Haishi because he was nostalgic for her body?
Thinking of this, the coldness in his eyes gradually spread, and he unconsciously pulled her hand hard, a wave of overwhelming anger surged from the bottom of his heart, as if to burn all his rational nerves.

Huo Beicheng threw her away suddenly, and Jiang Muyu's back slammed against the wall fiercely. The pain spread from her back, and she couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

He stepped forward, pinched her chin, raised her face, looked into her eyes, his voice was as cold as ice, "Do I, Huo Beicheng, want a woman? What do you think I can do?" Interested? Do you think I brought you to Haishi just for your body?"