I'm secretly married to the boss with cubs

"Wow it hurts"

Ming Shu covered his head and hummed.

It's too bad, she's going to be stunned.

"Mingshu, raise your head up."

A deep male voice mixed with forbearance and pain suddenly sounded, and Ming Shu was stunned.

Husband, what's wrong?
Sounds like a pain?
In the next second, she suddenly felt hot on her face, as if something had slapped her, she felt relieved.

Slap something on her face?Don't die?
Without even thinking about it, Ming Shu stretched out his hand to grab it, but before he could touch it, he was hugged horizontally.

"Ah, old husband?"

Mingshu was startled, and hugged him tightly in a panic, for fear of falling.

Yan Junye's handsome face turned red slightly, and his usually cold eyes were even darker red, as if wrapped in layers of desire, he looked down at the woman in his arms, gritted his teeth and said, "Did you do it on purpose just now?"

What on purpose?

Ming Shu didn't know what he was talking about. He thought he was angry about breaking the model, and muttered: "I didn't do it on purpose. It's really accidental to break it accidentally."

He glanced at him cautiously again, and said eagerly: "Can I have a discount? 500 million, yes, it's a bit much"

"Oh? Then how much did you say?"

Yan Junye's voice was hoarse to the extreme, and his steps became faster and faster.

Ming Shu didn't notice anything wrong at all, and was counting with his fingers, when he felt that he was thrown into the softness, and his tall body was pressed down.

"Husband, you"

"To shut up."

Yan Junye interrupted him coldly, his expression impatient.

Only then did Mingshu realize that something was wrong, er, he was.
Immediately, the hot thing that was just slapped on my face suddenly flashed in my mind, could it be
Ming Shu burst open instantly, his face full of horror.

She... what did she just do!dying!
White teeth bit her lips tightly, wanting to cry but without tears: "Honey, I said I really didn't do it on purpose, do you believe me?"

"What do you think?"

I think you must be gone now.
I only dared to whisper these words in my heart, Ming Shu stammered: "I think you believe it."

The domineering kiss fell in vain, with the ruthlessness of attacking the city and land, Ming Shu couldn't help but grasped the strong arm of the man in front of him, her petite body was tightly locked in her arms, unable to struggle at all.

"Husband, you"

He hesitated, almost out of breath, "Click——"

The door of the room was pushed open, and Qin Feng walked in.

"Banquet Lord, Zhanjia"

Just after he said four words, Qin Feng was startled and dumbfounded.

Help, he ruined Yan Ye's good deed!
In the next second, Qin Feng fled quickly, "I'm sorry, you continue, you continue."

"."

The air was silent for a moment, and Mingshu immediately escaped from under him, her little face flushed.

"I, I, I will go back first"

She really felt that she wanted to be serious just now, and she was a little scared. Her heart was about to fly out of her throat.
Yan Junye leaned on the sofa, and the always meticulous Mo found that it was very messy now, adding a bit of ravaged and destructive beauty, and there was a bit of tyranny in those cold eyes.

Very good, Qin Feng.

A gust of cool wind blew behind Qin Feng who escaped, shivering.

Ming Shu didn't dare to look at him, she raised her calf and was about to run, but a big palm came across her waist, tightly imprisoning her in her arms.

"Don't run, if you dare to run, you will break your leg."

"." Uncle policeman, come quickly, there is such a vicious person, who actually said that he wanted to break his legs, so scared~
The long eyelashes trembled, Ming Shu gave in.

All right, she admits.

"If you don't want to, I won't force you."

The deep voice sounded again, and Ming Shu's body froze slightly.

She. She is not unwilling but afraid.
Because four years ago, in her vague memory, the man who wanted her was crazy, and he was not at all sympathetic. She was afraid of that feeling. It really hurts.
Seeing the man's expression gradually calming down, he wanted to express his inner feelings a few times, but it was difficult for him to speak.

After a while, she gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, and threw herself into his arms, rubbing her furry head vigorously.

"Husband, you are so nice!"

Yan Junye put his arms around her waist, and the fire that had been suppressed with great difficulty rose again like a ghost.

The clear Adam's apple rolled, and he said softly, "Mmm."

Immediately pushed her away, and strode towards the inner bedroom.

Ming Shu knew what he was going to do, stuck out his tongue immediately, his face was extremely hot.

It's a sin, even though he has a wife, he still has to rely on the Five Fingers girl.

"Knock-"

There was a knock on the door, Qin Feng had a long memory this time, and said with a trembling voice: "Yan Yan, can I come in?"

"Go in."

Patting his hot face, Ming Shu straightened his expression.

Qin Feng came in quickly, "Young Madam, where is Yan Ye?"

"He has something to do. He will come out later. If you have anything to say first, I will tell him later."

Ming Shu rubbed his nose and said vaguely.

Qin Feng frowned, as if he was thinking about whether to say it, and finally said: "Mr. Zhan Family wants to invite Yan Ye over."

"Warrior?"

Ming Shu murmured.

Is it the awesome Zhanjia she thought of?
"Yan Ye has a very good relationship with the young master of the Zhan family."

Seeing her pensive little expression, Qin Feng silently added a sentence aside.

The relationship between his Yan Ye and the eldest son of the Zhan family, that is, Zhan Yubei, is not so good. It is not an exaggeration to say that he grew up wearing a pair of pants. Unfortunately, last year Zhan Yubei was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

Over the past year, Lord Yan has often helped him find a doctor secretly, but he is really helpless about Zhan Yubei's situation.

Master Zhan invited Master Yan over tonight, perhaps because Zhan Yubei's condition has improved.

Qin Feng told Mingshu all these details.

Ming Shu raised his eyebrows.

She grew up wearing a pair of pants with her husband, and their relationship is so close, so there must be some hidden secrets of feelings that she doesn't know about, right?
A hint of gossip appeared on her small face, and she was about to ask her in detail, when a big palm was stretched out on her head, and a deep and cold voice sounded: "Well, tell Grandpa Zhan, I will go over."