Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 25 Xiao Jing

Looking along the source of the sound, a huge creature burst into view, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

this……

Under the sunlight, a wolf with hair as thick as snow stands proudly, with strong limbs and majestic appearance. What is more eye-catching is the small tuft of fiery red hair on the forehead of the snow wolf, and the dark eyes are shining with a penetrating ferocity. It feels very oppressive going up there.

Before Jian Qing could react, the snow wolf not far away rushed towards her like an arrow from a string, staring at her with its bright black eyes, menacingly.

Realizing that the snow wolf did not have any malice or murderous intent, Jian Qing was not afraid at all. She chuckled softly, bent her flexible waist, put one hand on the ground, and performed a clean heel turn to avoid the charging snow wolf.

"Ouch--" After Jian Qing dodged him, Snow Wolf's sharp eyes flashed with a hint of dullness, and fell into Jian Qing's eyes, but they were a bit cute.

At this time, Jian Qing was not in a hurry to go back, and sat directly on the grass. He raised his hand and waved to Snow Wolf, "Big guy, come here!"

The snow wolf is very spiritual. When Jian Qing called him, he immediately ran over with too much force and almost knocked Jian Qing down.

Snow Wolf: Beauty likes it, it smells so good on beauty.

Jian Qing looked dumbfounded at the snow wolf resting on her body. Why did she feel that she saw a sense of déjà vu from this snow wolf king?

That's right, with just one glance, Jian Qing could see the extraordinary nature of the snow wolf in front of her. This was a rare snow wolf king, and it was also a purebred.

"Big guy, is your hair dyed?" Jian Qing helped Xue Lang smooth his hair with one hand, and played with the fiery red hair on Xue Lang's forehead with the other hand.

The hair on his body is like snow, but only this small handful is fiery red, which is really strange.

The snow wolf comfortably enjoyed Jian Qing's smoothing of its fur, and let out a few low growls, "Beauty, this is the sign of the wolf king, it's not dyed."

On the grass, one person and one animal get along very harmoniously.

Jian Qing concentrated on studying the snow wolf and didn't even notice someone coming from behind.

Xue Lang keenly sensed that someone was coming, and his bright black eyes met the purple eyes of the person coming up. The guard in his eyes instantly disappeared, and he stayed quietly in Jian Qing's arms.

Quan Jingwu came here to look for Xue Lang, but he didn't want to meet her. He stopped in his steps, his purple eyes reflected her smiling face, and he actually felt a little greedy in his heart.

The corners of her white clothes were blown by the morning breeze, and her long, thick hair was flying gently. Her clear eyes made people forget about the world, and her smile was full of smiles, as if they were full of stars in the world. They were bright and intoxicating. The woman had a slender figure, It further complements her otherworldly temperament.

In an instant, Quan Jingwu felt that that smile was too beautiful.

If someone had told him a long time ago that he would fall in love at first sight alone, he would have scoffed, but now, he seems to have no choice but to believe it.

The woman's dimple-like smile fell into her eyes, and it felt like seeing flowers in a fog but always separated by a layer. The mist was lingering, and something inexplicably hit her heart, and it faintly collapsed.

Quan Jingwu clearly felt that his heart, which had been dormant for more than twenty years, was slowly awakening. In an instant, he understood: His "doom" was coming.

"Big guy, do you have a master? Why don't you come home with me and how about I raise you, eh?" Unknown to the person behind him, the heart of the person behind him has undergone earth-shaking changes. Jian Qing curled her eyes with a smile on her lips. Gentle and cunning.

Although she said this, she knew very well in her heart that this snow wolf should belong to a certain family in Shijin Palace. After all, the security of Shijin Palace was very good. It was impossible for such a big snow wolf to wander around here without attracting attention. The only reasonable explanation for the attention of others is that the owner of this snow wolf has a relatively high background.

Seeing Xue Langsi being able to get close to her without restraint, Quan Jingwu felt a little jealous.

"Ouch--" As if sensing his master's displeasure, Snow Wolf stood up and growled a few times.

Jian Qing seemed to feel something and turned around with surprise in her eyes.

It's him!

She didn't even notice him. Could it be that her vigilance has dropped recently?

After being slightly absent-minded for a few seconds, Jian Qing quickly realized that the Snow Wolf in her arms had no idea what was going on and ran back to Quan Jingwu's feet.

It turns out that the snow wolf belongs to him, and it makes sense that he can raise the snow wolf in the Shijin Palace. After all, this huge grand palace belongs to him.

Reaching out to brush off the grass clippings on his pants, Jian Qing picked up the camera, stood up, and walked towards him.

"Good morning, Third Young Master Quan!" Jian Qing greeted softly.

Quan Jingwu frowned and said calmly, "Morning."

"The snow wolf is very cute." Jian Qing glanced at the snow wolf squatting at his feet and said with a smile, "I'm leaving first so I won't disturb your morning exercise."

"Wait a minute!" Quan Jingwu stepped forward with his long legs and blocked her way.

"Huh?" Jian Qing raised her head and looked at him in confusion.

"Call my name." A low and cold voice sounded above her head, making Jian Qing startled.

The man's words made her dumbfounded. Jian Qing's heart moved. Looking at the handsome face that always looked calm, she suddenly thought of teasing him.

The breeze blew slowly, and the two looked at each other.

"Quan Jingwu?" Jian Qing said calmly.

"Change one." He was called by his first and last name, which seemed unfamiliar.

Jian Qing walked towards Quan Jingwu slowly, her steps light, "Is that called Mr. Jing?"

She remembered that many people called him that.

Quan Jingwu was obviously dissatisfied, "Change another one."

OK, you said it yourself!

"That's called..." A teasing smile appeared on Jian Qing's lips, and she deliberately lengthened her voice, "Xiao Jing?"

Mr. Jing, who is well-known in the capital, has such a cute name as "Xiao Jing". Doesn't it feel cute in contrast?

"Okay." The man's low and gentle voice sounded, his tone serious.

Jian Qing meant it as a joke, but she didn't expect him to take it seriously. If she called him that in public, it might be even more misunderstood.

"I'm joking, you don't have to take it seriously."