Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Mu Qianqian pulled out her hand and said with certainty, "I don't want it."

Fu Yuhuang's heart was tightened.

Does she not want to... be... his woman?

He never gave a woman a chance, she was the first.

However, he was directly rejected like this.

Who is Fu Yuhuang?

The overlord of the mall, the authority of one party.

Only others have always flattered him, and no one has compromised with him.

Although Xiu looks calm and reserved now, he is arrogant and domineering in his bones.

He held her chin, locked her sharply, and said forcefully, "This is not up to you."

Mu Qianqian was afraid of Fu Yuhuang like this, her eyes were filled with mist, "I've hurt my feet, are you still bullying me?"

Fu Yuhuang looked at her pitiful, cautious and frightened appearance, and his eyes softened a little.

He released his hand and lifted her foot on his lap.

The palm of the hand was placed on her injured part, rubbing gently, "I won't touch you for the time being, but you must have the self-consciousness to be my woman."

She hasn't promised to be his wife yet.

However, she saw that his temper had calmed down, and he didn't dare to pluck the tiger's hair.

Fu Yuhuang's palm was warm, and his strength was not heavy.

She didn't seem to be in as much pain as she had at first.

"Fu Yuhuang." Mu Qianqian shouted.

Fu Yuhuang looked at her deeply.

"Niya is very bad. When she saw the waiter coming with a lobster pot, she deliberately fell down and wanted to frame me." Mu Qianqian complained, looking at Fu Yuhuang's face.

His face looked unrecognizable.

"Don't provoke her. I was entrusted by my friends to take care of her. I brought her to the Cheng family banquet this time to create scandal and exposure for her." Fu Yuhuang explained.

"No, she told me that she knew what position you like on the bed and what you need in life. She said that I was wasting your youth with you, and her youth was wasted on you." After Mu Qianqian finished speaking, she felt Not right.

She said the latter sentence smoothly, but thinking about it, Niya didn't seem to say the last sentence.

She figured it out.

I have said it all, but I can't take it back.

When it comes, be safe.

Fu Yuhuang frowned, his eyes shot sharply, "Does she really say that?"

Mu Qianqian said frankly, "I added the last sentence."

Fu Yuhuang narrowed his eyes, a little more dangerous.

He dialed the phone in front of Mu Qianqian, and pressed the amplifier.

Nia answered the phone.

"You told Mu Qianqian what posture I like on the bed? What posture do I like on the bed!" Fu Yuhuang asked coldly.

"I didn't say that, how could I say that." Niya immediately denied it.

Mu Qianqian got angry and grabbed Fu Yuhuang's phone, "You said it."

"Miss Mu, why do I say this? I swear, if I say it, I will die, and I will never become popular in the entertainment industry again." Niya said with a cry.

Mu Qianqian listened to her sincerity, and even suspected that what she had seen before was fake Niya.

Fu Yuhuang hung up the phone directly.

"She really said it." Mu Qianqian emphasized aggrievedly.

Fu Yuhuang glanced at her, approached slowly, all the strong male breath fell on her face, "Now you know she likes to tell lies."

"Hmm, um, um, um, um." Mu Qianqian nodded in agreement.

He looked at her well-behaved appearance, his eyes were a little fascinated, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he said in a low voice: "Want to know what position I like on the bed?"