Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Twinkle replied almost instantly, "I know big brother is a liar."

"Seventeen, it's so unfair for you two to deal with one of us. I'm going to find some help too, huh." Maomao dropped her harsh words, turned around and ran to the study to find Jian Tianlin.

On the other side, Shining's eyes lit up when he saw Maomao's reply, and turned to look at the man sitting on the sofa reading a book.

"husband!"

The soft voice came slowly, numbing Mu Chen's heart.

He put down the book, raised his eyelids, and the woman's soft smile came into his eyes. He laughed dumbly, "It seems that the sun will rise in the west tomorrow."

"My elder brother is bullying others, come and help me." Quan Shanshan showed a miserable expression, and Mu Chen smiled.

Sure enough, I still have something to ask him for.

You must obey your wife's orders.

He stood up, walked in front of her with his long legs, and leaned down slightly with his tall body, just enough to hold her in his arms.

"Why did Seventeen bully you, huh?"

"Maomao and I lost miserably." Twinkle pointed at the game on the screen and complained.

He looked down at the person in front of him, with a cold voice and a seductive low voice, "I help you, what's the reward?"

"Forget it, I know you are definitely afraid of losing to my big brother." Shining deliberately provoked him, but unfortunately, Mu Chen did not accept this method of provoking a general.

"Twinkle, you know, this trick won't work on me."

Twinkle curled her lips, raised her head and glanced at him, and said coolly, "If you don't want to help me, forget it. I'll go find Azhan."

Hearing this, Mu Chen's eyes deepened, and he gently pinched her chin with his fingertips, "You little rascal, do you need to be dealt with?"

"Twinkle, are you coming yet?" Maomao sent a message urging her.

"Right away." Shan flashed back the message, then stretched out his hand to hook Mu Chen's neck, and kissed the crimson lips, "Is that okay?"

Mu Chen raised his lips and smiled, "That's pretty much it."

With the addition of Jian Tianlin and Mu Chen, the situation was instantly reversed. Several young women became cheering people, and the game became a competition between men.

It was late at night, and the crisp sounds of typing on the keyboard sounded one after another.

"It's so lively. Is there anything to eat?" Over the weekend, Quan Xingxuan brought Mu Chen to the old house with him. As soon as he walked outside the living room door, he heard laughter coming from inside.

"Sparkling." Xi An'an saw Quan Shining and waved to her with a smile.

"An'an, you're here too." Seeing Xi An'an there, Quan Xingxing left Mu Chen behind and ran to sit next to her.

Mu Chen looked down at his empty hands and smiled helplessly.

"Yeah, there are also hawthorns." Quan Xingxin saw the red hawthorn fruits on the table, and his eyes flashed with wolfish light.

She reached out and pinched one and put it into her mouth. It was sour and sweet. She narrowed her eyes with satisfaction and praised sweetly, "Grandma, your craftsmanship is getting better and better."

"If you like food, pack it up when you leave." Mrs. Quan's face was filled with a kind smile, which made people feel very friendly.

"Don't eat too much, or you won't be able to finish the main meal." Mu Chen walked over, looked at the man who was putting one hawthorn into his mouth one after another, and warned him in a warm voice.

Strangely enough, other people eating hawthorn as an appetizer didn't work for Quan Xingxuan. She ate too many of these snacks, and when it came time to eat the main meal, she got tired of them without even taking two bites.

Especially in the recent period, it is especially obvious.

"I know, I know." Quan Xingxuan said vaguely, eating hawthorn in his mouth.

After sitting for a while, someone came back.

Jian Tianlin walked in with Maomao. Looking at the people in the living room, Jian Tianlin joked, "It seems there is a big dinner today, there are so many people."

Mrs. Quan saw the two of them coming, and the smile on her face deepened.

"Twinkle, what are you eating?" Maomao asked.

"Hawthorn fruit, it's delicious. Do you want to try one?" Shining picked up a hawthorn fruit and handed it to her. The small red fruit was wrapped in a thin layer of syrup. It was appetizing just to look at it. .

Maomao reached out to take it and put it directly into her mouth. The moment she bit it into pieces, she narrowed her eyes and water shimmered in her depths.

Hmm, so sour.

"What's wrong?" Jian Tianlin looked at her wrinkled face and asked doubtfully.

On the side, Xi Anan smiled knowingly. She could understand Maomao's mood at this moment.

"Sour." Maomao said vaguely.

"It's not sour, is it, An'an?" As he said that, Quan Shining put another hawthorn into his mouth.

"Xingxing, don't you really feel sour?" Old Mrs. Quan is someone who has been here before, and she has some clues. The hawthorns she bought this time are more sour than usual. Even if they are wrapped in syrup, they still can't resist the abrasiveness. Human sourness.

From just now until now, Shining's mouth hasn't stopped, and he hasn't touched any other pastries, just eating this plate of sour hawthorn.

This looks a bit like...

"No." Shining replied with a smile, "It's delicious."

Mu Chen grabbed her hand, took out a tissue and wiped her fingertips, "It's delicious, so don't eat more. No more."

"Eat one more, just one." Shining couldn't get enough of it, so she grabbed Mu Chen's sleeve and shook it, "I promise not to cheat."

Looking into her pure eyes, Mu Chen almost softened his heart. Remembering that she still suffered from toothache a few days ago, he shook his head firmly, "No, I'll eat it tomorrow."

A flash of disappointment flashed through Quan Xingxin's delicate eyes, and he leaned forward, fell into Mu Chen's arms, and said coquettishly, "I'm greedy and just want to eat."

Mu Chen stretched out his hand to protect her from falling, lowered his head and whispered into her ear, "Glutty, how about you kiss me?"

I have never heard of relatives being able to satisfy my cravings.

He thought she was a three-year-old child who was so easy to deceive.

Quan Shanshan glared at him, snorted slightly, and then turned his head away from looking at him.

Wen Ya is a doctor, and she can tell something is fishy at a glance. Seeing the strange expression on Old Mrs. Quan's face, her suspicions in her heart are even more certain, "Twinkle, are you pregnant?"

"What's there?" Quan Xing's resentful little eyes glanced at the hawthorn on the table from time to time, and he responded casually.

"Of course it's a baby." Mrs. Quan took over the conversation and said.

"Baby, no." Quan Xingxuan said absently, and the next second he realized what Mrs. Quan said, he said in a dumbfounded voice, "Grandma, Mu Chen and I have only been married not long ago, how could we have a baby so soon. "

"Twinkle, you just ate a lot of hawthorn." Xi An'an said. I heard that some pregnant people like to eat sour food.

Quan Shining said, "I've always been good at eating sour food."

No one noticed that the moment Wen Ya spoke, Mu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. Could it be the last time he went to country M for vacation?

Just once, could it be true?

"Come on, Twinkle, let me check your pulse for you." Wen Ya said, instead of guessing, it's better to check directly.