C420 Mu qinghuan you're going to pinch me to death?

Mu Qinghuan was startled, she turned and looked at Feng Cheng.

"I'm sorry …" He was apologizing.

"I'm sorry …" This was his second apology.

"I'm sorry …" He kept repeating it.

"When did you arrive?" Mu Qinghuan asked.

Feng Cheng did not speak.

"Oh, you've been waiting for me all night?" Mu Qinghuan confirmed in her heart.

"One more day." Feng Cheng sighed, Xinxin was truly a scammer.

Maybe Xinxin felt that it was bad to bring Mu Qinghuan over so easily, which was why she had played in the amusement park until she was completely exhausted, which was why she had dragged Mu Qinghuan over.

Mu Qinghuan felt discontent in her heart.

"I was wrong …" With that, Feng Cheng wrapped his arm around Mu Qinghuan's waist.

Mu Qinghuan pushed him away.

"I was really wrong …" Feng Cheng tried his best to coax Mu Qinghuan.

But Mu Qinghuan still pushed him away.

"What do you want me to do?" No matter what, Feng Cheng held onto Mu Qinghuan's hand tightly, and refused to let go.

"Go away." At least, Mu Qinghuan responded back, causing him to laugh: "Forgive me?"

"I didn't." Mu Qinghuan pursed her lips, not wanting to let go at all.

"Is that so?" Immediately raising Mu Qinghuan's chin, Feng Cheng chuckled, "I didn't set a flight, I was just thinking that you might be late, or you might not come … … However, I will always wait for you. "

"Nonsense, it's because you didn't want to wait that you allowed Xinxin to trick me into coming over …" Mu Qinghuan stepped on Feng Cheng's leg.

"Come with me on your honeymoon." Actually, Feng Cheng was not only bringing Mu Qinghuan out for a honeymoon, but staying in the country made everyone unhappy.

On the other side of the police station, Xie Xiaoqiu still refused to admit his mistake. Furthermore, Nangong Ling had also started to let go, he felt that there was someone else guilty …

Feng Cheng suggested to Nangong Ling that he should close the case, but Nangong Ling refused to do so.

Feng Cheng was already annoyed, so he decided to bring Mu Qinghuan abroad.

At least this week, if the culprit appeared again, it meant that it had nothing to do with Mu Qinghuan.

"I won't do anything rash while we're overseas. Just act like you're out to relax and have a tour guide by your side." Feng Cheng's tone was sincere.

Mu Qinghuan saw that her ID was held tightly by Feng Cheng, and nodded, "Alright, let's see how you act."

A Lan financing program that Feng Cheng directed himself into... She chose, forgave.

On the plane.

Mu Qinghuan lazily slept on Feng Cheng's shoulder. Feeling that there was something wrong with's shoulder, she decided to lie on her lap.

"Hiss …"

Sensing her warm little face, lying on his lap …

Feng Cheng was a little unable to hold it in, he had no way of resting, and he also had no way of looking at the documents. Just like that, he patted her little face with satisfaction.

Mauritius Airport.

"Aren't we going to France?" When Mu Qinghuan woke up, she found out that she was being hugged by Feng Cheng and not just France.

"I hate France." Feng Cheng said arrogantly, he had almost been destroyed by the French mixed bloodline.

"I know you still have a knot in your heart, that's why we went out to relax and forget about bad things …" Feng Cheng promised, "From now on, I won't hide anything from you."

"I hope you'll keep your word." Raising her little face, Mu Qinghuan jumped up from the ground. She wanted to walk on her own, and was even walking in front of Feng Cheng.

"Wait for me for a moment …" Carrying his luggage, Feng Cheng walked forward a few steps and hugged Mu Qinghuan.

As soon as they left the airport, a driver came to pick them up and take them to a hotel.

Entering the hotel room, Mu Qinghuan was surprised, "Wa —! Sea View Room! "

"Do you like it?" Feng Cheng's words were tantamount to nonsense. Women all liked to stay in the Ocean View Room and look at the ocean.

"So beautiful." Pulling open the curtains, Mu Qinghuan placed her hands together in glee.

"Yes, more beautiful than France." Hugging Mu Qinghuan from the back, Feng Cheng's tone was neither cold nor indifferent. In short, the country he hated the most was France.

"They all have their own unique features." What Mu Qinghuan said was fair.

"I'm going out to play!" However, Mu Qinghuan did not bring a swimsuit!

"Let's eat first." Feng Cheng truly submitted to her.

"I don't have a bathing suit, help me buy it, and sunscreen …" During dinner, Mu Qinghuan chattered incessantly.

"It's nothing." As long as Mu Qinghuan gave him a chance to show off, Feng Cheng would gladly take the entire beach.

After dinner, the two went shopping.

"This item is really beautiful …" Mu Qinghuan held onto a swimsuit.

"No." Feng Cheng only took a glance at it and saw that there were only a few rags inside.

"Why? "I think it's pretty good. Besides, my figure isn't that bad. I'll definitely look good in it …" Mu Qinghuan gestured on her body twice.

"It's not that I'm lying, it's that I'm really ugly." Just by looking at it, Feng Cheng had the urge to spurt out a nosebleed, which was even more impossible for him to let Mu Qinghuan wear it.

However, he found it strange that she would not wear underwear even if she was beaten to death. In front of so many people, she seemed rather generous.

Feng Cheng was furious, he chose a bathing suit and said, "I feel that this is something good for you to wear."

"This is for primary school students, right? I don't want it." Mu Qinghuan glanced at it and felt disdain for it.

"It's really pretty, do you really have to show it?" Clutching Mu Qinghuan's waist, Feng Cheng said angrily, "Who are you trying to seduce? All the men here are dark. "

"You're handsome, aren't you?" She rolled her eyes at Feng Cheng, who went through several shops, and with her sense of aesthetics, she was even Feng Cheng's commander-in-chief.

In the end, Mu Qinghuan couldn't win against Feng Cheng, so she wore a swimsuit that covered her body. Too conservative.

When the two were walking on the beach, Feng Cheng was wearing patterned underpants, holding Mu Qinghuan's hand.

Mu Qinghuan was like a little kid. After walking a few steps, she stopped and kicked the water.

"Wait, let me spray some more for you to protect you from the sun." Feng Cheng was extremely attentive to her, and would always take advantage of this time to intentionally pinch Mu Qinghuan's back.

"I don't want it anymore. It doesn't matter if it's tanned. Since my hair is like this, you can tolerate it." Mu Qinghuan slapped her own face.

"So you are deliberately making a fool out of yourself?" Feng Cheng laughed, "You don't feel the slightest bit of danger?"

At first, Mu Qinghuan did not understand what Feng Cheng meant, but later, she saw waves after waves of sexy girls in front of her, all of them wearing clothes that were even more revealing than thong, with heavy makeup, looking like enchanting girls who could hook their souls, standing up on tiptoe, and covering Feng Cheng's face, "Don't look!"

"I didn't." Feng Cheng hugged Mu Qinghuan's waist, "I want to see, it's also up to you."

"How do you know they don't wear much if you don't see it?" Mu Qinghuan was so furious, she flung a slap towards Feng Cheng's lower abdomen.

"You want to murder your husband?" As soon as Feng Cheng finished speaking, he felt like he was slapping his own face. Mu Qinghuan's husband was not him.

"We've already agreed on these past few days. Don't let your thoughts wander …" Mu Qinghuan pulled Feng Cheng and ran into the ocean.

"Mu Qinghuan, don't!" Feng Cheng's eyes tensed up, as he carried Mu Qinghuan up horizontally, "Do you want to die? Aren't you afraid of the water? "

"I... "I'm no longer afraid …" Mu Qinghuan blinked her eyes.

"Because of Hei Juesi?" Feng Cheng's eyes immediately darkened, he wished that he could throw Mu Qinghuan away.

In truth, Feng Cheng had let go of his hand and was about to throw Mu Qinghuan away.

"What a ruthless heart!" Mu Qinghuan immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his waist!

"So, you want to pinch me to death?"