Chapter 37

Song Yin sat happily in Wen Yancheng's car, constantly imagining Mu Qingliu's expression when he received the gift.

[Mu Qingliu must be particularly unbelievable, particularly shocked, and particularly moved. ]

[I, such a grateful young man, can drag a vegetative body and survive to this day thanks to his unremitting care. ]

[Although he is quite perverted in some things, he can still live for a while if he endures it. ]

Wen Yancheng has not spoken since he carried the plastic model into the car, but silently opened the passenger window, allowing Song Yin's endless peach heart bubbles to float out as much as possible.

The colder the appearance, the more turbulent the heart.

I am now the first person who is most incredulous, shocked, and most trying to get rid of this horrible memory, okay?

Mu Qingliu finally chose to take a helicopter home. Wen Yancheng had already informed him in advance that he would send Song Yin back and discuss matters related to "Phantom" participating in the National AI Technology Exchange Exhibition.

Although Mu Qingliu temporarily placed Song Yin in Wen Yancheng's company, most of the purpose was to let Song Yin absorb the protagonist Long Aotian's European energy.

However, this so-called protagonist still needs to be guarded against.

Mu Qingliu has a very good memory. He remembers Song Yin saying that Wen Yancheng has the charm of a protagonist. No matter how many people he has lurked around him as a villain, all those who are loyal to him will eventually be attracted by Wen Yancheng's charm and become the protagonist's right-hand man.

Mu Qingliu doesn't care.

But recently, he found that his wife's enthusiasm for work has soared, and she even speaks very fluently.

Is it the work that is attractive? Or is Wen Yancheng's work ability more attractive?

... His wife can't do that.

He didn't send his wife there to do bad things, so his wife must not think that Wen Yancheng is better than herself.

Mu Qingliu quickly took a shower, changed into a clean and refreshing casual jacket, and stood at the gate of the courtyard waiting early in the morning.

Wen Yancheng saw him from a distance, with his clothes fluttering like a fallen immortal. To describe him in an art phrase, Mu Qingliu's appearance and demeanor were too cold and noble. Even the natural light was in the form of Rembrandt lighting, with a 45-degree angle reflecting his straight features.

It was just...

perfect, but it was a pity that he was a pervert who played with his wife like a doll.

Wen Yancheng regained his confidence and prepared to carry Song Yin to the house.

Mu Qingliu was one step ahead of others. He first wiped the protagonist's side and said politely, "Xiaoyin has troubled you for a while. It's better for me to hold her from now on."

The words came out of Mu's mouth lightly. Ordinary people would definitely feel comfortable listening to them, but in Wen Yancheng's ears, it was a completely different kind of warning.

You should have held someone else's wife enough, right?

Wen Yancheng was shocked and said quickly, "Actually, it's like this. Mrs. Xiaomu bought a gift on the way and asked me to help deliver it."

If he said that, this gift was completely Song Yin's idea, and he was not responsible for choosing it at all.

Mr. Mu would not be unhappy...right?

Uh...

I don't care whether they are happy or not. Do I have to be so picky when buying sex toys?

Mu Qingliu felt relieved instantly. His wife was paying more and more attention to him. This was a good thing. His hands holding Song Yin were even more gentle. He rubbed Song Yin's pink cheeks and said with a smile, "Did you get your salary?"

Song Yin was very shy, but he had nowhere to hide. His eyelashes blinked quickly, "I wanted to thank you."

Wen Yancheng took down a huge unknown thing from the back compartment and wrapped it from head to tail with the simplest woven bag. Even though it had been tied up three or four layers at Wen Yancheng's strong request, it was still very clear that the thing he took out was in the shape of a person.

It couldn't be hidden.

Mu Qingliu: "..."

Why do you feel a little scared? Still smiling at Song Yin, he said

, "Thank you, my wife. " [

Ah

... Why suddenly... I really want to bite Song Yin's rosy face. Is he hungry, which is why he has this sudden impulse ? Those in power are confused , while those who are watching can see clearly. Wen Yancheng was almost burned to death by the fiery and ambiguous temperature between the two. He couldn't help but pinch the unlucky plastic doll and asked with a cold face, "Send this to the bedroom?" This kind of thing must be sent to the bedroom, right? Song Yin seemed to be awakened by some words. He suddenly remembered something incredible, and his head was full of question marks. [By the way, this thing really can't be placed in the living room, and it's even harder to give it to the servants. What if everyone finds out about Mu Qingliu's perverted special hobby?] Special hobby? Mu Qingliu stared at the human-shaped packaging and immediately reacted to what was inside. Mu Qingliu said, "The gift was given to me by Xiao Yin, so it would be better if I come to get it myself." Then he called out, and the nurse on call in the room pushed out the physiotherapy bed and transferred the little vegetative patient to the bed. Mu Qingliu touched his earlobe, "I will open the gift carefully, and tell you my feedback in the evening. You just go and get the massage first." Song Yin naturally went to get the massage happily.

As soon as the front foot left, Mu Qingliu's expression was unfathomable. His obsidian eyes held back their light, and he asked Wen Yancheng in a dark voice.

"Xiao Yin can't buy anything by himself. Did he ask you to buy it, or did you buy it on your own initiative?"

Wen Yancheng put the doll aside and said casually, "Of course it was Mrs. Xiao Mu..."

Ah!

Wen Yancheng also immediately realized why Mu Qingliu asked the seemingly same question twice.

If it was Song Yin who said it himself, there would be nothing wrong with him buying this plastic doll.

But!!

He saw the content of Song Yin's bubble, and he subconsciously took action and bought this thing on his own initiative.

Mu Qingliu knew that Song Yin was sometimes confused, but he would not hand over the contents of the gift to Wen Yancheng without any explanation.

Wen Yancheng was speechless for a moment, and could even be said to be hesitating.

Mu Qingliu took the gift from the side, and when he turned around, he quickly and accurately poked Wen Yancheng's chest with his finger.

Speaking of which, the most satisfying moment in the villain's life is probably to see the positive character suffer in front of him, right?

Mu Qingliu said, "Take the plan you asked me to look at back and rewrite it immediately, including every step and every detail. Check everything to make sure there is no redundancy, and then bring it to me for review."

And.

"We agreed that Xiaoyin must not be aware that his inner voice will be seen by others. I hope you will recite it three times before going to bed every night. You should be more careful in the future to avoid making the same mistakes again."

And.

Mu Qingliu seemed to have a lot of lessons today. Usually, he would just give people a look.

"Don't be too self-righteous. In fact, you are not as smart and cautious as you think."

As the villain of this book, Mu Qingliu is actually much older and more accomplished than the protagonist Wen Yancheng.

Giving a timely blow to the growing protagonist to help the upright character grow up as quickly as possible is not the villain deliberately making things difficult for the upright character, right?

Who made this upright character a little unreliable?

Wen Yancheng's face turned blue and white. He was caught by the other party and was crushed a few times. His self-esteem was indeed damaged.

But what Mr. Mu said was reasonable. Since they had signed a verbal agreement, he, as the second party, had to strictly implement it and see it through to the end.

Wen Yancheng apologized sincerely and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Mu, I will be extra careful in the future."

Then he got back to the car with a dusty face and drove away.

The data in the sky above his head, which had not been updated for a long time, finally changed.

[《The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Series: The Domineering Young Master is Long Aotian. In the melodramatic novel, the spoiled little girl actually ran away with her 108th baby.》 The plot has been seriously deviated, with the main plot deviating by 48%, the NPC plot deviating by 53%, and the villain plot advancing by 25. 】

As soon as he left, Mu Qingliu, out of some kind of curiosity, directly tore open the three or four layers of plastic bags.

A plastic doll slowly emerged from it.

This plastic doll is everywhere on the street, and it is made very roughly, with no artistic appreciation at all.

In Mu Qingliu's eyes, he simply ignored it and looked straight at the lace bra and panties on the model.

Both of them are made of crocheted craftsmanship. The bra is for men, with several thin ribbons intertwined at the neck and a delicate black rose lace flower.

The underwear is boldly made. A thin layer of fabric can actually cover the key parts in the front. From the base of the legs to the crotch, there is a string of crystal pearls, each as big as a pigeon egg.

Although it is not the type that Mu Qingliu likes, it is cute in sexiness, and the cuteness is full of temptation like desire.

So.

Mu Qingliu rubbed his fingers between the thin fabric, and his eyes were immediately filled with a dark light that was so thick that it could not be dissolved. His smart mind was instantly boiling like never before.

My wife didn't actually give me this ugly plastic thing, but wanted to wear it for me to see?

This is a good gift.