Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

"Snowball!" Quan Jingwu's purple eyes darkened, and his deep voice sounded a bit of a dangerous signal.

Animals have the most sensitive five senses. Xueqiu felt a cold chill on his neck and immediately became frightened. He waggled his furry tail and rubbed against Quan Jingwu's feet, rolling around cutely.

"Ouch--"

Quan Jingwu's stern expression softened a bit. The baby is his and no one can hold it.

Jian Qing pulled his hand away, squatted down, reached out and stroked Xueqiu's soft white hair, "Xueqiu, long time no see."

Snowball rubbed her palm with his head, his dark eyes narrowed comfortably.

It is still the most comfortable for beauties to smooth their hair.

Quan Jingwu looked very jealous, he had not received such treatment yet.

He took her hand and said, "My dear, I will take you to visit inside."

Jian Qing nodded, followed his footsteps and walked inside, smoothing the hair halfway. Xueqiu watched his master take the beauty away, feeling a touch of sadness.

As soon as she took a step into the house, Jian Qing's eyes flashed with surprise, and the first feeling that came to her mind was that of desertedness.

Even though the decoration design is low-key and luxurious, and the expensive decorations can't hide the desertedness and loneliness in this house.

However, this kind of desertedness made her extremely familiar, and she suddenly seemed to have returned to the years after her mother died.

"What's wrong, don't you like it?" Quan Jingwu looked down at the person next to him, with a warm color in his eyes.

Jian Qing shook her head, "No, I just feel a little deserted."

Quan Jingwu raised his lips and smiled, "How about redesigning it according to your preferences? Or maybe you move in, so it won't be deserted."

Hearing this, Jian Qing couldn't help but chuckle, and the haze in her heart dissipated, "Why do I feel like you've been setting a trap on me?"

"Is there any?" Quan Jingwu rubbed her head, "I'm going to change clothes, you can take a look at it."

Jian Qing nodded. As soon as he left, Xueqiu ran in and ran to Jian Qing with a clear goal.

Beauty, I'm here again.

Jian Qing looked down at the snow wolf who kept rubbing her legs. With a smile on her lips, she took off her slippers and sat down on the carpet.

"Snowball, come here."

After a while, Quan Jingwu changed his clothes and went downstairs. Looking at the extremely harmonious person and wolf in the living room, his thin red lips curled up slightly.

Hearing the movement in the stairwell, Jian Qing looked up and was stunned for a moment when her eyes touched the man's clothes.

Why does this dress look so familiar?

"Why are you staring at me? Are you fascinated by me?" Quan Jingwu walked up to her, squatted down, and pushed the snowball in her arms aside.

Jian Qing suddenly remembered something, looked down at her clothes, and then looked at him again, "Your clothes..."

No wonder it looked so familiar to her. It turned out to be the same style as the casual clothes she was wearing, just in a different color.

She was dressed in white and he was dressed in black.

Quan Jingwu looked at the same clothes on the two of them with satisfaction, "Couples style, do they look good?"

Jian Qing said she didn't know what to say, "..."

Could this man have bought all the men's clothes in March? Otherwise, by chance, he would find the same style as hers.

"Um...actually you don't have to do this." If the two of them appeared at the same time, it would be difficult for others not to think too much when they saw the clothes on her and his.

"Don't you like us wearing couple's clothes?" Quan Jingwu suddenly approached her, and his charming handsome face took her breath away.

Jian Qing was speechless, stretched out her hand against his chest, and opened the distance between the two of them, "No, actually all my clothes were designed in March, and most of the styles are not sold on the market, so you don't have to go out of your way to buy them. So many clothes designed by March.”

"Is March a boy or a girl?" Quan Jingwu's purple eyes darkened, he only cared about this.

March's brands are all over the world, but no one knows whether he is a boy or a woman. Even when he asked Qiao Yu to check, he couldn't find any information about March.

Jian Qing couldn't laugh or cry. Did this person understand the key point? "Is this important?"

"Very important." Quan Jingwu nodded.

Jian Qing rolled her eyes and said, "Male."

Hearing this, Quan Jingwu's purple eyes turned deep, "Have you known each other for a long time?"

"Well, it's been a long time." Jian Qing suppressed a smile.