Chapter 3 Getting Used to It

You must know that although Bo Junyan is as handsome as a god and looks unparalleled, he does not have the mercy of the god. He is as cold-blooded and ruthless as the rumors, so even if he thinks, he does not recognize it. She, Mu Huan still couldn't help worrying.

Now, she can finally relax completely.

No worries, Mu Huan hummed a little song in a good mood, bent down, bathed in the pool, and poured water.

When Bo Junyan entered, his little wife's body swayed to the rhythm of the song.

Turning off the water pipe and reducing the noise of the running water, Mu Huan suddenly felt that something was wrong in the air, and she instinctively turned her head.

Seeing Bo Junyan standing behind her, she was startled and hurriedly lowered her head, "Water... the water is ready."

Because of what happened tonight, she was a little guilty and didn't dare to deal with Bo Junyan head-on, so she went out after speaking.

Bo Junyan frowned slightly. He was generally satisfied with this little wife he just married. The only thing was that she was too timid. When talking to him, she always bowed her head and looked at him like a little rabbit. Scared to jump away.

When Mu Huan passed by Bo Junyan.

Bo Junyan stretched out his long arms and took her into his arms.

Mu Huan suddenly became nervous.

Under the light, the girl's fair and clean face was stained with a blush because of her shyness.

Bo Junyan looked at her little pink face and suddenly thought of the woman with thick pink that she met in the elevator today. He threw away the coat because of the pink she had on his coat. Heavy makeup!"

His little wife is so pure and clean.

Mu Huan, "...!"

What did he mean by saying this suddenly?

Why isn't she allowed to wear heavy makeup?

Did he...

...

The next day, Mu Huan woke up from hunger, and there was no one beside her as always.

She got up and washed like a normal person.

I remember the first day, when she woke up from here, she cried all day.

Because she never thought that one day, her marriage would be like this.

Never thought that she would need to sell her marriage to survive.

So, that day she cried miserably, miserably.

But even if you never thought about it? How can you cry?

Nothing works.

She is no longer the little baby held by her parents, the little princess of the Mu family, no one will love her anymore, and no one will be anxious to solve everything for her because of her tears.