Chapter 2940: This is what my husband should do.

"Do not touch! Husband should do!" Qing Muchen glanced in her direction, the thin lips slightly opened, did not wait for her to open, he did not change color to spit out a sentence.
Husband...
Moxier smashed.
Slowly chewed his wording and found that he didn't seem to be so repulsive.
In the past, Moxier never thought about getting married, but he never thought about having a man twenty-four hours a day, just like the other half of his life and how he would live.
The appearance of Qing Muchen, although she did not expect it, he did not like the type.
However, after such a long period of marriage, she did not know when she started, and she suddenly did not reject him.
Just like she does not reject his touch!
"You think more." He glanced at him. She faintly returned to him and turned back. She did not take off her clothes. Instead, she pulled the neckline on both sides and tightened her clothes.
Qing Muchen's clothes are very large, worn on Moxier's body, and the length has reached her calf, and her whole person is almost wrapped up.
Moxier's skeleton is too small, and his clothes are put on her body. It is as loose as a small sheet, which plays a very good role in keeping warm.
Didn't be polite with him, he gave her clothes, she accepted it.
He is so kindly so kind, she can't spoil.
As for him, in Moxier's view, Qing Muchen is not afraid of cold people, wearing a thin point is nothing.
"When are you going back?" She asked the neckline of the clothes.
Qing Muchen’s eyes fell out of the window, and she was dumb when she didn’t hear her.
Moxier did not continue to ask this question, opened the door and went down to the garden.
Christmas is not over yet, and the two should not go back.
Her warm clothes are there, and there is nothing left here.
The snow that has been going on for a few nights has completely whitened the garden trails. The thick snow accumulates on the cobblestone paved roads, burying the dead branches and yellow leaves scattered on the road. When you step on it, the feet are smashing. Crisp, clear sounds in the quiet garden, can be heard from far away.
Moxier was bored, and a man picked up a snowman in the garden with a branch.
Qing Muchen is now on the balcony of the bedroom, holding her hand on the guardrail and watching her quietly, her lips gently rising up.
Dudu!
The ringtone of the phone rang out of time at this time.
What the assistant called should be what happened to the company.
The crisp sound broke the silence of the snowy sea, and it was a bit more empty when it echoed in the vast garden.
The sound of the scene is very different, when the sudden sound, the garden's Moxier seems to have heard.
The action on her hand stopped and she turned her head too far. She looked at him strangely.
Qing Muchen turned the low volume button and turned back to answer the phone.
"Say!" A simple word seems to be more redundant.
"Young master, the cooperation that the company talked about last time, the other party seems to have the meaning of revocation. Now that people are in our company, do you want to come over and handle it yourself?"
"How big is the single?"
"Not much!" The assistant paused and carefully added a sentence, "One billion, not too little."
His volume is very low, and his hands are licking his ears, and he is afraid that singer Chen will be violent.
However, unexpectedly, the other party was unusually calm today, and the tone did not seem to care.
"This kind of thing, when the order is said to add another number, then report to me!"