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Chapter 668 Who is your wife?

Chapter 668                                                             

"Thank you, wife." Feng Tingbei had a smirk of a conspiracy succeeding on the corner of his lips.

Mu Huan glared at him, "Who is your wife?" He reached out and twisted the wound on his back.

I'll make you laugh again! Humph!

Feng Tingbei grinned in pain, but he felt happy. When his wife was angry with him, she liked to twist the tender flesh on his back.

Mu Huan held Feng Tingbei and walked to the car in the parking lot.

The car was driven by Su Yifan. When he left for something, he would take a taxi to the airport directly. The car he drove was left for Mu Huan, so that Gu Xiaofu could come and drive her back.

This time Gu Xiaofu didn't come, and Mu Huan decided to drive the car himself.

"Can you do it?" Feng Tingbei looked at his pregnant wife worriedly.

"Then you come? Your back will no longer hurt?" Mu Huan glanced at him angrily.

A big man who grew up so big, and he punched him like that, and she, the pregnant woman, had to take care of him!

"Hiss, oh--" Feng Tingbei held the upper part of his waist in pain, "If you don't say it, I don't feel that strong. When you say it, my back hurts really."

As he said that, he stretched out his other hand and signaled Mu Huan to help him into the passenger seat.

Mu Huan was so angry that she wanted to fill a bottle directly and stuff it into his mouth.

"Oh, who did I become like this to save?" Feng Meinan sighed. Life is not easy.

Seeing his rescue, Mu Huan endured it hard. He carefully opened the car door and sent him into the passenger seat.

Feng Tingbei was very careful to grasp the position. He just wanted to get closer to Mu Huan and have more physical contact, and did not want to tired her.

When Mu Huan was serving the old man, she wanted to retreat, but Feng Tingbei grabbed his wrist and said, "Safety belt. My back hurts so much that it can't reach it."

Mu Huan looked at the man's long arms that were comparable to long legs. He could fasten his seat belt by just moving it casually, right? He still had to ask her for help?

This guy did it on purpose!

"If you don't want to tie it, don't tie it. The road is not far anyway." Mu Huan was not used to him.

"How can I do it? The first thing to do when taking a civilized car is to fasten your seat belt and then get on the road." Feng Tingbei pulled the seat belt with one hand and stuffed it into Mu Huan's hand, "Help help."

Seeing that Mu Huan was still moving, he said again, "Who did I get the black fist to save?"

Mu Huan hates owing favors to others the most. She bared her teeth at the man and went to wear his seat belt.

After all, I am a pregnant woman, and it is a bit inconvenient to hold her belly up. From her perspective, I can't see where the snaps are. I tried there for a long time.

Feng Tingbei looked at the beloved woman who was close to her, and could see clearly her appearance, her eyebrows, and even the pores on her face.

Even a few slightly raised hairs on Mu Huan's head were accidentally touching Feng Tingbei's nose.

A slight throbbing provoked Feng Tingbei's heartstrings.

The fanatical heartbeat and the undercurrent of desire in the belly made Feng Tingbei unable to help but stretch out his hand and stroke Mu Huan's back, "Xiao Huan'er..."

"Okay!" Mu Huan was so tired that she was so hot that she was almost sweating. Fortunately, she finally tied her safety.

When Mu Huan lowered her head and retreated, Feng Tingbei suddenly felt reluctant. The hand that was stroking her spine suddenly exerted force, not allowing her to move away from her eyes.

"What are you doing?" Mu Huan frowned, very dissatisfied with Feng Tingbei's actions.

Feng Tingbei hurriedly let go and explained: "I want to say thank you, and, too, slow down."

He reached out and raised his hand to Mu Huan's head, afraid that she would accidentally hit her head when she quit.

Mu Huan said nothing, quickly pulled away, went to his driving position, and drove away.

Feng Tingbei found that the atmosphere in the car was a bit dull, so he deliberately looked for a topic, "What delicious food do you want to take me to eat?"

Mu Huan raised her eyebrows and said, "Roasted pig's trotter."

Feng Tingbei looked at his hands silently, feeling that his wife seemed to be connoting something.


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