Because a WeChat message suddenly popped up on Mo Wushuang's phone.
Moreover, this message was a flirtatious message sent by a male model.
He directly sent the newly released couple photos to all the male models.
Then another message was sent to the group: [We have a master. 】
After posting the message declaring his sovereignty, he ignored the male model and directly changed the couple photo of the two into wallpaper.
Then he sent a photo of the two of them to his mobile phone.
After a while, after Qin Muhan finished his work, Mo Wushuang was lucky enough to get his phone and see the couple photos of himself and Qin Muhan.
In the photo, the setting sun is like fire. She and Qin Muhan are kissing each other with roses in their mouths in the colorful flower house.
This picture is as beautiful as a scroll, with pink bubbles all over the screen.
"The men are handsome, the women are beautiful, and the scenery is picturesque. This photo is amazing."
She gave Qin Muhan high praise.
Hearing this, Qin Muhan chuckled and locked hands with Mo Wushuang: "The main reason is that my wife has a beautiful face that looks good no matter how she takes pictures."
Mo Wushuang couldn't help but smile and said: "It's my husband who is so handsome that the photos are so beautiful."
Qin Muhan: "Are we complimenting each other in business?"
Mo Wushuang: "Hahaha... It's getting late. Let's go home quickly and have dinner!"
After saying that, she took Qin Muhan's arm and was about to leave.
Qin Muhan suddenly handed his cell phone to the gardener uncle.
Seeing this, Mo Wushuang asked in confusion: "Brother Han, what are you going to do?"
"My wife is so beautiful, it would be a pity not to take more photos!"
After Qin Muhan finished speaking softly in Mo Wushuang's ear, he turned to the gardener uncle and said politely:
"Please help us take some more photos."
The gardener uncle took the phone and said with a smile:
"Okay, don't worry, I will take pictures beautifully for you."
He usually uses his smartphone to view videos of beautiful women dancing, so it is easy for him to take photos with his smartphone.
He picked up his mobile phone and suddenly took many photos of Qin Muhan and Mo Wushuang without noticing.
Mo Wushuang was still struggling with how to pose.
Qin Muhan suddenly squatted down and said to Mo Wushuang:
"Come up, I'll carry you."
"Why do you have to carry me behind your back when taking pictures?" Mo Wushuang looked at Qin Muhan in confusion.
Qin Muhan: "Because I want you to know that my back is very broad and strong, and I can rely on you for a lifetime."
Mo Wushuang's heart suddenly palpitated, and then he looked at Qin Muhan with bright eyes:
"Wow...Brother Han, I didn't expect you to be so good at talking."
Qin Muhan: "Come up quickly."
Mo Wushuang smiled and threw himself on Qin Muhan's back, and then spoke seriously about his experience of using it:
"Brother Han, your back is indeed very wide and warm, and of course it is also very strong!"
After saying that, she suddenly kissed Qin Muhan's delicate ear.
Qin Muhan's ears went numb and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Mo Wushuang. His narrow phoenix eyes were full of affection and doting:
"Don't make trouble!"
Mo Wushuang blinked innocently:
"Brother Han, I'm not making trouble, I'm just posing so that Uncle Gardener can take photos of us!"
Qin Muhan narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and suddenly pecked the corner of Mo Wushuang's mouth.
Mo Wushuang's eyes widened suddenly. Before she could finish her words, Qin Muhan chuckled and said:
"Baby, I was just posing just now."
Mo Wushuang: "..."
After she was silent for a moment, a cunning light flashed in her eyes:
"Brother Han, I suddenly thought of a better shape. Can you put me down and let me show it to you?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Muhan believed it and put Mo Wushuang down: "Okay, please start your performance."
The moment Mo Wushuang's feet rested on the ground, she immediately threw herself into Qin Muhan's arms with a bright smile, raised her hands and began to tickle Qin Muhan.
Qin Muhan suddenly felt as if he had been electrocuted, and laughed uncontrollably.
He was ticklish and kept tickling the naughty little woman in his arms while giving way.
Mo Wushuang was also ticklish and was so scared that she was hiding everywhere in the glass greenhouse. While hiding, she was addicted to food and insisted on tickling Qin Muhan.
The two of them were like a boy and a girl who had just begun to have sexual intercourse in the greenhouse, chasing and fighting, leaving their beautiful and well-matched figures in every part of the greenhouse.
At the same time, hearty laughter and sweet laughter also sounded one after another in the greenhouse.
The gardener uncle took pictures of Mo Wushuang and Qin Muhan, and it was like getting to know Qin Muhan all over again.
Before, Qin Muhan was a cold, cold machine with no human emotions in his eyes.
Now, in his eyes, Qin Muhan is the leading actor in an idol drama, handsome, gentle and golden, with a bright smile like a young man in love.
I don't know how long it took, but Qin Muhan walked out of the greenhouse with a cell phone full of photos and Mo Wushuang, who was tired from playing.
Not long after, Mo Wushuang fell asleep in Qin Muhan's arms.
Qin Muhan looked at Mo Wushuang, who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, and frowned in confusion.
Recently, Mo Wushuang seems to be particularly lethargic.
Is it because you are too tired from studying?
Thinking of this possibility, he moved gently and walked towards the master bedroom.
After he put Mo Wushuang on the large double bed, he took a hot towel and gently washed Mo Wushuang's face and wiped his hands.
After giving Mo Wushuang a brief refreshment, he turned and went to the study.
After entering the study room.
He picked up his phone and sent an order to Qin Tian:
"Investigating Chu Meilan's information, I want to see the results in one day."
"Yes, Master Qin." Qin Tian replied quickly.
After Qin Muhan threw down his cell phone, he turned on his computer and began to pick up the work he had wasted while busy with Mo Wushuang during the day, and marked it carefully.
When working hard, time passes very quickly.
When Qin Muhan stopped, he found that it was already eleven o'clock in the night.
He squeezed his sore neck and turned to go back to the master bedroom to rest.
At this time, his cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.
He took a look and found that it was the hospital's phone number, so he answered:
"Hello?"
"Hello, sir, are you a family member of Ms. Lin Muxue?" the doctor asked politely.
Qin Muhan said impatiently: "Tell me the important point."
The doctor said in an urgent voice: "Ms. Lin Muxue just fell and bled. Her baby may be miscarried. We have sent her to the operating room as soon as possible. Please come and see her quickly!"
Qin Muhan's expression changed when he heard this: "I'll be there right away. You have to do your best to save her child."
After saying these words, he immediately hung up the phone, took the car keys and ran downstairs quickly, and drove to the hospital.
At about twelve o'clock in the morning, Mo Wushuang suddenly felt that his bladder was bloated and uncomfortable.
She raised her hand in confusion and touched the man beside her: "Brother Han, turn on the light, I have to go to the bathroom."
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that she didn't touch anything, only the cold air.
She suddenly woke up, sat up suddenly, and quickly turned on the light and looked around her.
After realizing that there was really no one around her, she subconsciously called Qin Muhan several times: "Brother Han..."
After waiting for no response, she immediately picked up her cell phone and dialed Qin Muhan's cell phone number.
But what came from Qin Muhan's phone was the sound of shutting down.
No one answered the phone, and Mo Wushuang felt inexplicably flustered.
She quickly went to the bathroom and then ran to the study.
After finding that there was no one in the study, Mo Wushuang immediately called Qin Tian:
"Qin Tian, do you know where Qin Muhan went?"
Qin Tian looked at Qin Muhan, who was covered in blood, scarred and unable to see a good piece of flesh, breathing weakly, lying on the operating bed like a dead person and rushing to the emergency room, and couldn't help but have red eyes.
