My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Zhao An'an is not used to being photographed like that. She is a free-spirited person, and she hates being exposed to the spotlight of others.

However, whenever someone mentions that grand marriage proposal, she will be very happy and happy in her heart.

She thought that maybe in this life she would be satisfied and happy for having such a marriage proposal.

"It's okay, others will forget us both in a while. City A news keeps coming, and we both are the most obscure."

Mu Qing knew that Zhao An'an didn't like to be followed, and he smiled and comforted his newlywed.

Zhao Anan leaned his head on his shoulder and said with a happy face: "It doesn't matter, those people are jealous of me!"

Mu Qing hugged her in her arms and whispered: "An An, it's good to marry you, I can see you every day in the future."

Zhao Anan's eyes were bright, he pouted his lips and kissed him, rewarding him.

She also thinks it's good to be with Mu Qing every day!

Maybe it was the old lady who had been bound for too long, or maybe it was stimulated by Mu Qing who had a blind date with Mi Xiaoxiao. Anyway, Zhao Anan didn't want to leave Mu Qing now.

She was not like this before.

Although I used to like Mu Qing before, I didn't see him so deeply.

But now, as long as she can't see Mu Qing, she will always think about him, wonder what he is doing, wonder if he misses her.

Zhao An'an felt that after eleven years, he really knew how to love someone.

No matter how long she can live, she will cherish every day.

Hopefully, the relapse comes later, so that she can enjoy a few more days of happiness.

Zhao An'an changed his comfortable home clothes, and then followed Mu Qing step by step. Wherever he went, she followed.

When he changed clothes, she watched him change, and then drooled at his sturdy body.

He washes and chopping vegetables, and she helped out on the side, sometimes peeling garlic and sometimes peeling potatoes.

The kitchen was misty, the fragrance of rice was scattered in the air, with a warmth of home, making Zhao Anan want to cry happily.

The feeling of cooking with Mu Qing today is very different from the past. In the past, she always left after eating, and I don’t know when it will be next time.

But here is her home today. It is her and Muqing's home. She doesn't need to go anywhere. After eating, she can wash dishes with him, clean up the house together, fall asleep together, and wake up together.

Mu Qing saw Zhao Anan's eyes red, thought she was choked by hot peppers, he turned off the gas, and wiped her eyes with a clean towel.

"It's too choking in the kitchen, you go out and wait, I'm done, you are only responsible for eating, there is me here, you don't need to do it. I married you to give you happiness, not to make you suffer."

His movements were so gentle, with unspeakable love and sympathy in his tone, like treating treasures.

Zhao Anan's tears were only swirling in her eyes, but Mu Qing treated her well, and her tears immediately shed.

It's just that although she was crying, she was smiling.

She rubbed her tears on Mu Qing's body, hugged his waist regardless: "No, I don't want to go out, I want to cook with you! I also have to learn to cook, and I will cook for you later! You eat I will feel very satisfied with what I do!"

Muqing also has this feeling.

Every time he makes food, Zhao An'an is very happy to eat, he will feel that no matter how tired is worth it.

Since she likes it, Mu Qing will not rush her out. He wants more than Zhao An'an to be by his side. Of course, cooking alone is not as happy as two.

Mu Qing bowed her head and kissed her red eyes: "Fool, don't cry, you will cry when I cry. I have been trying my best to make you laugh and make you happy, as long as you are happy, I will do anything."

His words made Zhao Anan's tears more urgent.

She didn't know when she became so emotional, how could her tears be so worthless before?

"I am happy, I like this now, even if I die, I will be content!"

Mu Qing immediately blocked her lips with her fingers, "No nonsense!"

He was also taboo about the word "dead" because he was too afraid of losing Zhao Anan.

Zhao Anan was coaxed, and Mu Qingcai started cooking again.

He is very good at cutting-edge work, and pays great attention to nutritional collocation. The dishes he produces are all colorful, flavorful and nutritious. Zhao Anan's eyes are full of little stars.

Mu Qing is a light blue home wear, with a straight posture, a handsome profile, a warm temperament, and even long and beautiful fingers.

His cooking is full of charm, and he has conquered Zhao Anan countless times.

At this moment, she still conquered her effortlessly, so that she kept kissing Muqing, which made Muqing always want to.

After eating and Muqing washing the dishes, Zhao Anan hugged him from behind and refused to let go.

Her dependence and change were so obvious that Mu Qing was a little surprised.

Zhao An'an hadn't been so sticky to him before, and since she got married, she almost wanted to become a Siamese baby with him.

Mu Qing smiled and liked her change. She was hugged by her soft body, very comfortable and tender.

After washing the dishes, Mu Qing took off the rubber gloves and directly hugged the woman behind him. He walked out of the kitchen and into the bathroom.

"Wife, let's take a mandarin duck bath first!"

Zhao An'an is still not comfortable with the word "wife", she feels too nauseous!

But, despite being so nauseous, she actually liked it very much!

"I have called your wife, why don't you call your husband?" Mu Qing struggled for his due benefits.

Zhao Anan laughed, but refused to shout.

"It's okay, there will be a time when you shout!"

Mu Qing smiled badly, and took off Zhao An'an's clothes when he entered the bathroom.

"Oops, cold!"

"It's okay, I'll make you hot in a while, and you can't stand it if it gets hot!"

Mu Qing said, turning on the shower, adjusting the water temperature, and even taking care of his clothes, he pressed Zhao Anan directly against the wall, provoking her sensitivity while kissing her.

Just now Zhao An'an had been holding him behind him in the kitchen, rubbing around, and he couldn't help it anymore!

Zhao Anan's body was very sensitive and could not withstand Mu Qing's touch, and soon fell into Mu Qing's arms.

She was short of breath, slender fingers pinched Mu Qing's underwear, and helped him take it off: "You stripped me off, you are wearing your own clothes, it's not fair..."

In Zhao Anan’s voice, she revealed that she was not even aware of her, Mu Qing was stunned by her voice and action|

"Are you ready, An An? I want to go in, I want you!"