A text message from a strange number pops up:

"Mu Dashao, I'm afraid you don't know what Luo Chenxin has done behind your back. I have an indecent video of luochenxin, which has been sent to your email. After seeing it, you'll get something unexpected. "

There is also a photo attached.

However, the photo is too big and still in buffer.

Mu Yichen originally wanted to throw away his mobile phone, but when he saw the word "Luo Chen Xin", he couldn't help but frown and read it for two more seconds.

Luo Chenxi hands holding mobile phone, are sour, flat mouth urged: "take away, quickly take away your mobile phone! What are you looking at? "

Mu Yichen took the phone, did not wait for the photo buffer out, directly to the whole message to delete, casually pull the number black.

"Nothing. It's just a spam message."

Mu Yichen didn't take such news seriously at all.

His national husband didn't cry for nothing.

Since he got engaged to Luo Chenxin three years ago, many of his wife fans couldn't accept the reality and rushed to send him all kinds of black materials about Luo Chenxin.

This is one of the reasons why he hates luochenxin more and more.

However, since he decided to have a good time with his little woman, he was immune to the news.

His wife has no faults except that she is a little stupid sometimes.

Of course, even when she's stupid, she's cute.

These black materials must be fake. They are too hot to see.

It's just that the people who blackmailed his wife are very good. They even got his mobile phone number

Mu Yichen throws his cell phone away and plans to continue the interruption with the little woman.

But who knows, Luo Chenxi has jumped up from the bed, holding the Sketchpad and ran out of the bedroom.

"Husband, you work hard. If you have a rest early, I won't disturb you. I'd better go to the studio."

"Come back to me!"

Mu Yichen whispered.

Where will Luo Chenxi talk to him? After a while, he's gone.

Mu Yichen screwed up his eyebrows and stood up, using the universal key to open the door of the studio.

Luo Chenxi just sat down and saw mu Dashao follow him and stare at him unhappily.

"Can't you understand me after all that I have to work? I didn't bother you when you worked overtime? "

"Do I have to thank you?" Mu Da Shao is angry.

When their husbands work, their wives always give tea and water.

His wife More busy than him!

Luo Chenxi a face of course, "of course, I so understanding, and not sticky wife where to find?"

Mu Yichen's line of sight swept from her face, the corner of the mouth hooked a hook, "I am the same."

"What's the same?"

It's the opposite!

It's not considerate, it's clingy

Mu Yichen sent out a deep laugh from his throat and walked slowly towards Luo Chenxi.

Just now, I unbuttoned my shirt. At this time, my shirt was half draped over my shoulder. When I was walking, I was half covered, but I couldn't cover up the attractive muscle lines.

"I'm a little clingy, but Good at understanding people's clothes.... "

"Good Good for you

Luo Chenxi's face flushed, "roll, you roll, rascal!"

"Tut, I'm here to support your work. Why let me go? When you design clothes, don't you need models? "

"No, I designed women's clothes this time!"

"There's no future in designing women's clothes. It's better to change to men's clothes. I recommend you try the classification of men's underwear... "

……

In the meantime, in the infirmary ward.

Bai Xinxin holds her cell phone tightly and stares at the screen. She doesn't even dare to blink.

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