The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Mei'er squinted her teeth and her facial features were twisted together with resentment.

She clenched her fists tightly and stared at Mu Wanqing.

However, she couldn't say a word, she could only scold this **** in her heart, wishing to cut her off.

"Hey, put on your clothes, I don't want to look at your naked body, it's too spicy."

Mu Wanqing took a coat casually and handed it to Mei'er.

As she spoke, she tilted her head slightly, as if she disliked Meier, and didn't even want to take another look.

"what--"

Mei'er suddenly caught up to madness.

She snarled in a voice that could barely make a sound, her voice intermittent and dull, like a female animal.

"Hey hey hey, don't you be in heat."

Mu Wanqing immediately shrank his hands and hid to the side.

But Mei'er quickly grabbed her wrist with quick eyesight, and then slapped Mu Wan in front of her.

"Oh my God! There is a fight here, call someone over!"

"Don't don't! Don't hurt my goddess' face!"

Mu Wanqing couldn't dodge because of being controlled by Mei'er.

She leaned back, and although she avoided being slapped, Mei'er's long nails made a cut in her face!

"Do you dare to hit me?"

Mu Wanqing shook off Mei'er's hand suddenly.

She clutched her cheek, under the half-face mask, a pair of bright peach eyes widened slightly.

She sang, Meier made her lose her voice; Meier danced, she made her lose her clothes.

It should have been cleared.

Mu Wanqing is not an excessive person, and is unwilling to over-punish him, but when it comes to slaps, it is not the same thing!

"Snapped--"

She raised her arm and slapped her neatly.

Mei'er didn't seem to expect that Mu Wanqing would do this.

She was stunned and didn't react at all, she was suddenly knocked away from her head and bumped into the next table embarrassingly.

Cheeks hurt fiercely.

"Snapped--"

This sound was the sound of the wrist being grabbed.

Mu Wanqing raised his hand again, and wanted to slap Meier again, but was suddenly stopped by someone.

"what happened?"

Yan Jun frowned tightly and looked at Mei'er with some impatience, "Put your clothes on."

He threw the coat that Mu Wanqing had handed over to Mei'er directly, covering her.

Meier saw Yanjun, just like she saw a rescuer.

With her love of working in the Zero Bar for many years, Yan Jun will never stand on the side of a new singer!

"Ah...ah..."

Mei'er looked at Yan Jun eagerly and tried to make a sound, but there was only a very unpleasant movement.

"What the **** is going on?" Yan Jun's face was gloomy.

If Mu Wanqing had an accident on his turf, let alone whether Ye Yuchen would lift this place.

At least, Yan Jun is going to be peeled off.

"She beat me." Mu Wanqing looked at Mei'er and said calmly.

Mei'er opened her eyes wide, staring at her dissatisfiedly.

She pointedly wanted to explain, but no one could understand.

"She drugged me to make me lose my voice, so I changed our drinks and cut her clothes."

Mu Wanqing pursed red lips slightly, and explained stubbornly and unyieldingly, "She became angry from embarrassment and hit me."

What she said is true.

But after Mei'er listened, she was madly anxious.

She didn't even have a chance to speak, let alone explain to Yan Jun, turning black and white upside down, opposing the general.

"Boss Yan, is this a work injury?" Mu Wanqing removed the hand covering his cheek and pointed to the scratch.