If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

It was hard to tell whether Xu Muyu's expression was good or bad.

Wan Chuncao wanted to sit on his lap, she pressed as close to him as possible: "I rejected him very seriously, I said I have a husband, my husband is taller, more handsome and richer than you, I am so fascinated by my husband that I don't care about anyone else."

She even put her hands on her hips and said, "I said I'm not the kind of person who is fickle. Once I follow my husband, I'm his. Forgive me for rejecting you, but you're not as gentle or handsome as him. I only have feelings for my husband."

Xu Muyu's expression finally relaxed a little. He twitched the corners of his mouth and continued to swipe his phone.

Wan Chuncao leaned against him, like a boneless person: "Husband, why are you so handsome and good-looking today, and you smell so good."

She actually sniffed his neck. Xu Muyu was so itchy that it was useless to keep a straight face. The corners of his mouth curled up, but his fingers never stopped sliding on the screen.

The driver was well-informed and didn't take their annoyance seriously.

Wan Chuncao hugged Xu Muyu's waist and clung to him. She didn't dare to hold his hand, for fear that he would think she wanted to destroy some evidence.

"Hubby, hubby, how come my husband is so good? He is unique in heaven and on earth. I am so happy to have such a good person. How can I think of others when I am so happy?"

Wan Chuncao hugged Xu Muyu's waist and shook him, trying to hold her throat as tight as possible, but she couldn't hold it back for more than two seconds: "Okay... cough cough... cough cough, why is it so hard to hold my throat tight?"

Xu Muyu knew all of Guan Chuncao’s WeChat friends clearly. He remembered whether there was one more or one less, and whether they chatted more or less.

After checking for a while and really not finding any new contacts, he handed her the phone and said, "Don't do that next time."

The phone was returned, but Wan Chuncao didn't rush to take it. She leaned on his shoulder and looked at him: "I told you no, my husband is so good, how could I fall in love with someone else."

"How's your throat?"

Since it was really nothing, Xu Muyu didn't hold on to it, but he didn't let go so quickly either: "Is it the same in front of other people?"

"How can it be!"

Wan Chuncao grinned at Xu Muyu and said, "I want to pinch you alone. I want to pinch you alone."

Her smiling face makes people can't help but laugh along with her, and makes people want to kiss her even more.

It was clear that she didn't make any special expression, but she just wanted people to kiss her.

The corners of Xu Muyu's mouth were already raised. He lowered his head and for the first time wanted to pretend that the driver in front of him didn't exist so that he could kiss her.

After kissing each other many times, Wan Chuncao knew what Xu Muyu wanted to do. She smiled and winked at him, waiting for him to come closer.

Before I could do anything, the phone rang.

They all lowered their heads to look at the phone on Xu Muyu's lap.

The phone rang again, but it was not Wan Chuncao's phone.

Judging from the sound, it should be Xu Muyu's cell phone.

Xu Muyu has only two contacts, and few people send him messages, and they all find them a little strange.

Wan Chuncao helped him take the cell phone out of his trouser pocket.

When they opened it, they all saw the message displayed.

Chen She was really a righteous man. He said he would help Wan Chuncao explain, and he really did help Wan Chuncao explain.

He sent Xu Muyu several photos of Guan Chuncao and the customer, some from the front and some from the back, some taken in person and some taken secretly.

Regardless of which category, there was no evidence of any intimate behavior between Guan Chuncao and the customer. It was Guan Chuncao who was introducing the products in the store to the customer.

The customer was very satisfied and took a frontal photo with Wan Chuncao.

This frontal photo is a normal photo of an ordinary customer taking a photo with the store clerk after he or she has made a purchase in the store and got satisfactory results.

Chen She also sent a text message saying: Don't worry, I will keep an eye on you. She can't steal anyone, and no one else can steal her.

She also said: She helped me close the deal today, and she will treat you guys to dinner next time.

"Look, I told you it's nothing."

Wan Chuncao clicked on the frontal photo and said: "I'm so ashamed of his lousy photography skills. My pores were enlarged and he didn't even remind me to put on some lipstick or check if my hair is a bit messy. Why do I look so ugly in this photo? I'm going to scold him to death!"

There was nothing special about the photo, it was normal, so Xu Muyu retracted his thoughts: "It's good that there is nothing special, I won't allow it next time."

"Know it."

Wan Chuncao smiled at Xu Muyu again, and was about to put down her phone to continue to be with Xu Muyu.

When I put down my phone, I happened to see Xu Muyu's expression.

Guan Chuncao hesitated and stepped back, then raised the phone he had put down.

Lift it up and then put it down.

Then raised it again.

After placing the photo in front of Xu Muyu for the third time, Wan Chuncao finally asked Xu Muyu with a puzzled look on her face: "Husband, why did you roll your eyes?"

Xu Muyu also turned to look at her in confusion: "What?"

Wan Chuncao sat back down and raised her phone again, only to see Xu Muyu rolling his eyes again.

She said, "Like right now, why are you rolling your eyes at the customer in the photo?"

Xu Muyu turned back, his voice seemed to be hoarse: “No.”

"What's not there? It's obviously there."

Wan Chuncao saw it clearly: "You have glared at him several times."

Xu Muyu faced forward and still denied: "No."

If even Wan Chuncao glared at him, Wan Chuncao would still think that he was just fussing about the photo.

But Xu Muyu just glared at the customer, clearly showing his disgust and dissatisfaction with the customer and not wanting to give him a good face.

"Are you jealous?"

Wan Chuncao put away her phone, unable to think of any other reason.

If Xu Muyu wasn't jealous, what other reason could have made him so dissatisfied that he even rolled his eyes at the customer in the photo?

Guan Jian, the few times Xu Muyu rolled his eyes were extremely hidden, and from the surface, you couldn't really see it at all.

If Wan Chuncao wasn't familiar with him enough, she would have thought she had seen it wrong.

"No."

Xu Mu always faced forward: "Let's go eat something spicy at noon. We haven't eaten out for a long time. Let's eat what you want."

Speaking of eating, Wan Chuncao leaned back on Xu Muyu again, looking at him as before: "Husband, why don't you come back after lunch?"

Would she also care that he spent too much time with Guan Baishu?

Xu Muyu turned around, put his arms around her waist, lowered his head and bit her lips: "I want to eat with you."

"It's outside."

Wan Chuncao covered her mouth, but her eyes were sparkling as she smiled: "Let's talk about it when we get home."

Once there is a first time, there will be a second time.

Xu Muyu bit her lips again, his eyebrows curved: "Let's talk about it when we get home."

At noon, they had lunch in the mall and went shopping for a while before going home.

Once they got home and entered their room, they never came out again.

I got up late again in the morning.

When Wan Chuncao got up from the bed, Xu Muyu was still sleeping.

She didn't wake him up and went to the bathroom to wash up first.

I stayed up too late last night and couldn't get up in the morning.

It's not just this morning, it's like this almost every day, and it's getting later and later.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been living too comfortably these days that I can’t even do the basic task of waking up early.

Wan Chuncao looked at herself in the mirror. Her shoulder straps had fallen off, her mouth was bitten, and her body was covered with blue and red kiss marks.

These days are so comfortable, so comfortable that I can hardly tell the difference between day and night.

They haven't even done anything yet, so why are they living such a dissolute life? Why are there so many tricks to such a small thing between men and women?

Wan Chuncao's face felt hot, so she quickly turned on the faucet and splashed some water on her face.

Before she could wipe it off, and before the water droplets on her face had even rolled down, she stood still.

She faced the light and raised her hands.

What is this on your right hand?