He is like a natural predator in the love field, and after prying her heart, he presses step by step, forcing her to be powerless.

Mu Wan'an felt that the hand he was holding was very warm, as if it was conveying a feeling of great peace of mind to her through the body temperature of the two people, she looked at him in the direction of the hands held by the two, and said boldly:

"I want to be able to have that kind of relationship for a lifetime, not just for the sake of playing the world...... Do you understand what I mean? ”

This is also the first time she has clearly stated her attitude, Song Bingjue squeezed her hand mischievously, and there was a rare obvious joy in his eyes, and his tone was undisguised happiness:

"You and I are surprisingly in agreement, maybe this is what is called a match made in heaven?"

After getting this answer from him, all of Mu Wan's worries finally fell to the ground, and a faint smile appeared on her face:

"In that case, I'm going to re-examine your relationship with me."

She tilted her head to look at him rather mischievously, with a palpable joy in her eyes, as if relieved after letting go of some burden:

"In the past, I always felt extremely uncomfortable with you, I was afraid that I would be wrong, and I was afraid that I would not be able to keep my heart...... Now that I've said that, I'm a lot more relaxed. ”

"Am I that terrible?"

Hearing her say this, Song Bingjue couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, looking very disagreeing, "In front of me, you can't control your heart, it's not a shameful thing." ”

Is this boasting about yourself?

Mu Wan'an couldn't help but feel a little funny, she looked at him and said:

"You can't help but say this a little too proudly, is it possible that the women in this world will like you for the first time they see you?"

"It doesn't matter if they like me or not."

Looking at her, he was already happy, and he didn't care about the teasing meaning in her words, but held her hand tighter:

"The most commendable thing in my life has nothing to do with anything else, only if you like me, can you be considered a real success."

"Don't talk to me about that again."

The heart is extremely sweet, but Mu Wan's face is still calm and self-controlled, only a little crimson cheeks swelled up to explain her shame at the moment:

"The two of us are both over fifty years old, and we still say these ......"

As she was talking, she suddenly remembered that they were standing in the living room at the moment, and those servants could see everything, so she quickly shook his hand:

"Hurry up and let go...... They might all be watching us quietly! ”

"It's just for them to see."

Listening to her words, he not only did not mean to let go, but also held her hand tightly and raised it and shook it, with a smug look on his face:

"Let Uncle Li and them be a witness for me, today you have promised me sincerely, and you won't be able to admit it in the future."

Uncle Li, who had watched the interaction between the two people in the dark, knew that the young master had the intention to mention himself, so he really responded with a heart:

"Madam, my old man's ears are not deaf, if Madame and the young master have a conflict over this matter in the future, my Uncle Li will definitely come out to testify!"

Unexpectedly, Uncle Li really heard it, Mu Wan'an's face turned red instantly, but he couldn't be angry at Uncle Li, so he could only stare at Song Bingjue angrily, and even shook his hand several times, trying to break free from him:

"Okay now? Even Uncle Li knew. I think you said it here on purpose! ”

"Don't worry."

Seeing that she looked so anxious that she was about to cry, Song Bingjue only felt that she was cute and pitiful, and he comforted her gently:

"Don't worry, Uncle Li is not a talkative person. Besides, everyone in the family knows that you are the upright Mrs. Song...... You don't have to prove anything for that. ”

Although what he said made sense, she always felt that something was wrong, and she just nodded in a daze, and let Song Bingjue be so confused.

Soon it was time for work, and Mu Wan'an got up from his arms early, and since the two had an open and honest conversation, many things seemed to have become logical.

He would not hesitate to take her into his arms when lying on a bed, at first she was a little uncomfortable, and when she slept, she would pay special attention to stay away from him, but the next day she usually thought carefully in his arms:

When did I lie down in his arms?

She had barely gotten up from bed when the man noticed it, and he propped himself up to look at her, with a hazy sleepiness in his eyes:

"It's still early, why did you get up?"

Mu Wannight put on slippers, she didn't expect him to be so alert, so she said softly:

"I'm going to change my clothes first, today is my first day on the job, so I have to get off to a good start...... It's still early, so you can sleep a little longer. ”

Speaking of which, even she felt that her tone and attitude were too familiar—almost like an old husband and wife.

In this regard, Song Bingjue did not show any surprise, he just said dissatisfiedly:

"If I knew you were going to get up so early, I wouldn't have let you go to work if I said anything......"

This sentence doesn't sound like an adult man, but it is no different from a big boy who loves to be spoiled, Mu Wan'an couldn't help laughing, she looked back at the man who sat up with the quilt in his arms:

"Well, I'm doing this to make my life more fulfilling, and you must want me to be happy every day, don't you?"

"That's ......"

agreed with her statement in a muffled voice, but when he thought that she had to get up so early every morning, Song Bingjue was still unwilling, he looked at the woman rummaging in the closet, and said to himself:

"It seems that I have to talk to Song Jiajia that the time to go to work must be postponed......"

Mu Wan'an, who had changed her clothes, took a look in front of the mirror, she didn't hear his muttering, she just turned around and looked at him expectantly:

"How's this outfit going?"

She wore a small suit with dark blue stripes, with a smooth cut and close to her body, which could show her figure well, and the whole person looked delicate and elegant, without losing the atmosphere.

"Nope."

Unexpectedly, he gave a categorical denial, Mu Wan'an looked at his body in confusion, and felt that there was nothing inappropriate, so he said suspiciously:

"What's wrong with this outfit?"

"The neckline of the inner layer is too low, which does not match the rigorous style of the architect; Cut too close-fitting can accentuate your figure, but it can also make it difficult for male colleagues in the same office to take their eyes off you. ”

Thinking that some men might cast their eyes on Wanwan, his tone became a little gritted teeth, "Wanwan, you don't have to care too much about these external things when you work, you can just wear it to me alone." ”

"This outfit has been criticized by you as worthless, so you can pick it for me and see which one I want to wear."

Unexpectedly, the outfit she had been optimistic about before had completely changed in his mouth, and although she knew that it was his possessiveness that was causing trouble, she still laughed and called him up.

"This one doesn't work, it's too exposed; This one doesn't work either, it's a bit of a tights......"

rummaging through the huge wardrobe, and was stunned that he didn't find anything that satisfied him, Song Bingjue looked at the cloakroom that he had rummaged through, and then looked at the woman who was obviously looking at him with a smile, and became more and more depressed:

"How did Uncle Li get it? None of these clothes are suitable for you to wear, and it seems that your clothes still need to be ...... by me personally."

Seeing him like this, he couldn't wait to cover himself from beginning to end, so Mu Wan'an hurriedly persuaded:

"What are you thinking? I went to work, not to be a runway model, besides, our studio is not big, how many men can there be? I think it's good for me to dress like this, isn't that what everyone is? ”

"Even if your studio is all women, I'll feel jealous."

Finally found a black shirt from the closet, Song Bingjue handed the clothes to her, then raised his eyes and said:

"Now I can't wait to tie you up to me, how can I let you dress so beautifully in front of others?"

"I've really convinced you, look at the way you look now, don't you want me to wear the robes of Middle Eastern women?"

Shaking her head and sighing helplessly, she took her shirt, changed out of the dressing room, looked at him helplessly, and turned around in front of him again:

"How? You're satisfied, aren't you? ”

Compared with the base shirt with a round neckline, the black shirt is obviously more calm, and it also reveals an elite temperament, and the exposed parts are pitiful, so he reluctantly nodded:

"It's nice to wear like this, I think it's good."

Seeing that he was satisfied, Mu Wan'an took a long breath, she was afraid that Song Bingjue would not let her go to work temporarily, and when she was about to go to work after washing, she heard him say again:

"I'll go with you. Today is your first time at work, and I can't let you go alone. ”

"Actually, it's not necessary......

If Song Bingjue appeared downstairs in the studio in his car, I don't know how much of a sensation it would cause! Mu Wan'an was about to excuse himself, but he heard him say again:

"You must be worried that the car I drive will reveal your identity, don't worry, I'm ready for anything."

As he spoke, he winked at her, and specially lowered his tone, as if it was a secret.

"Then you won't get out of the car later."

After thinking about it, he can only promise him now, Mu Wan'an knows that even if he refuses, this man has more ways to achieve his goal:

"This time, I also hope to make a few sincere friends...... You are not allowed to mix it up again. ”