CEO’s Contract Sweet Wife

Mu Qianqian's face was flushed red. She knew that the man in front of her would turn into a wolf at night. She really shouldn't have pitied him just now!    

    

"I'm injured!" "You should be able to recover from your injuries." He explained in a flustered manner and looked away shyly. When his breathing calmed down, he remembered his purpose in coming here.    

    

Mu Qianqian, who was habitually hugged by Rong Heting, raised her head and looked at the man before her seriously.    

    

"Rong Heting, I'll tell you a secret, you have to keep it a secret for me."    

    

Seeing Mu Qianqian's serious expression, Rong Heting couldn't help but laugh. His little thing actually had secrets that he didn't know. He nodded to Mu Qianqian, indicating that she could trust him.    

    

"My dad is not Mu Hongwen, I'm not Mu Hongwen's biological daughter," Mu Qianqian quickly explained when she saw the surprised look on Rong Heting's face. "Mu Hongwen is just me and Uncle Chen. My dad only let us come to uncle's house a few years ago, so with his special identity, he can't take care of us."    

    

Seeing Rong Heting frown as if he didn't believe her, Mu Qianqian was afraid that others would hear her secret, so she went close to Rong Heting's ear and told him her greatest secret.    

    

"My father's name is Mu Sheng, he's an international criminal police officer. He's on a mission all year round, so he has to conceal his identity and tracks."    

    

Mu Qianqian let out a sigh of relief. This was the first time she told someone about her dad. She believed that Rong Heting definitely wouldn't tell anyone else.    

    

Rong Heting had a bigger doubt in his heart, Interpol?    

    

He understood that although Interpol wouldn't reveal their identity, they wouldn't deliberately hide it either. Only spies who infiltrated some organizations would conceal their real identity, but they would absolutely not let their families know.    

    

'Mu Sheng, should I send someone to investigate again? '    

    

Seeing Rong Heting's suspicious look, Mu Qianqian quickly explained, "It's true, what I said is all true! "My dad also has a gun and has killed bad people before. That's why I helped you today. I know you're a good person!"    

    

Rong Heting pulled the excited Mu Qianqian onto a bench on the balcony and pinched her nose, "How do you know if I'm good or bad?"    

    

Is he a good person? He didn't even feel it himself. In terms of torturing methods, he boasted that no one was more ruthless than him.    

    

"I just know." To be able to get rid of those hooligans like Zhang Meng and help her vent her anger, she didn't think that Rong Heting was that bad. He just looked too cold and heartless.    

    

"In any case, I have decided that when I see my father again in the future, I will definitely let him help you. If you are in trouble and there is an international police officer protecting you, it should be easy for you to escape."    

    

Mu Qianqian finally spoke out the main point of the whole night. She didn't want Rong Heting to get into any trouble. If the other cops came and made things difficult for him and her dad showed up, it would definitely affect the result.    

    

Rong Heting smiled as he looked at the little woman who was wholeheartedly planning for him. In her heart, Interpol was already the most righteous person. Happy with her protection, Rong Heting picked up Mu Qianqian and let her sit on his lap.    

    

"Have you missed me after so many days?"    

    

Her burning lips moved closer to Mu Qianqian's ear, and her hot breath made Mu Qianqian, who had been lost in her thoughts, immediately notice the ambiguous postures of the two.    

    

"I... I'm hurt! Quickly put me down! "    

    

Mu Qianqian didn't intend to give it to him for him to eat. She wriggled her fart and tried to get off Rong Heting's leg, but she noticed the man's change in body. Realizing the danger, Mu Qianqian was frightened and didn't dare to move.    

    

The blood in Rong Heting's entire body was boiling due to Mu Qianqian's twisting. How could he let her go? He spoke in a hoarse voice as he kissed the woman's delicate neck.    

    

"You're allowed up there tonight because you're hurt."    

    

Rong Heting ignored Mu Qianqian's weak rejection and tried to pull the zipper on the woman's back with his palms. After a few times, he impatiently tore at her with his hands. After a few times, her white pajamas became history, and her perfect upper body was exposed under Rong Heting's scorching gaze.    

    

Rong Heting could no longer hold it in. His self-control was never worth mentioning in front of Lil Thing.    

    

"Little thing, this is the balcony. If you want the servants to hear you, you can scream as much as you want!"    

    

Rong Heting's one sentence made the little girl on him bite her lips and not dare to cry anymore. Sensing her good behavior, the man became even more crazy, viciously biting and kissing his body that Mu Qianqian couldn't control even after several days.    

    

"Ah …" Don't... "Rong Heting!"    

    

The immature Mu Qianqian couldn't stand such teasing from the man. She cried out in grievance and whispered in Rong Heting's ear, which was only heard by the two of them.    

    

"I want to …"    

    

That night, neither of them had a bloody battle in their dreams. All they had in their dreams was the warmth that existed between the two of them.    

    

A good night's sleep.    

    

The moment Mu Qianqian's arm was free to move, she started swinging it restlessly. Ting Lan carefully applied the ointment left behind by Bai Sheng for her. This was something that the young master "inadvertently" asked about every day.    

    

Mu Qianqian was also a bit excited when she saw the ointment. Bai Sheng actually knew Chinese medicine. She was only a master of western medicine, and most of it was theoretical and practical analysis and application. However, she didn't know anything about the mysteries of Chinese medicine. Even after using the medicine personally concocted by Bai Sheng, not a single scar was left on her arm. She decided to find an opportunity to consult him personally. Perhaps she would be able to discover something new about her illness.    

    

After applying the medicine for Mu Qianqian, Ting Lan looked at the items she needed to fill up and go out of the house before nodding in satisfaction.    

    

"Today we are going to make a promotional video on AIDS prevention. Little beauty, do your best. Don't leave any face for me, Ting Lan!"    

    

After encouraging Mu Qianqian, Ting Lan drove her domineering military jeep to the set of the movie city with Mu Qianqian.