Chapter 839: If you don’t spend it, what’s the point of making money?

"I failed to work hard." Mu Chi Yao said seriously, "I support you."

Although he was discussing these things half-jokingly and half-seriously, Yan Anxi was still satisfied in his heart.

After all... I feel happy to hear my husband so generously.

The two of them walked leisurely on the roadside, but suddenly they felt that the years were quiet.

He held his fingers tightly, his steps were neither too fast nor too slow, and he slowly walked away from the villa in previous years, which was his and her home.

"I bought it with her to make Chuchu happy. I also bought it with her. The clothes you bought for me are enough, so there is no need to buy anything."

Mu Chi Yao frowned: "You seem to be reluctant to spend my money."

"Uh...this isn't that good?"

"I make money for you." Mu Chi Yao said, "If you don't spend it, what's the point of making money?"

Yan Anxi's eyes narrowed with smile: "If I hadn't known that you have such a cold personality and that there was no girl who could get close to you, I would have suspected that you are a master of lingering in the flowers."

These love words are a bit too slick.

"Because of you, I realized that I have strengths in this regard." Mu Chi Yao turned his head and looked at her, "Every time I look at you, some words will come out naturally."

"It seems that I inspired your potential skill. Tell me, how do you want to thank me?"

"Well... Then I will only tell you from now on."

Yan Anxi smiled and bent her eyes.

The two of them chatted without saying a word along the way, and they arrived soon after ten minutes.

Mu Chi Yao still feels a little unfulfilled.

At the same time, he felt a little guilty.

Usually he is busy in the company and rarely has the opportunity to accompany her. Even when he returns home from the company, he rarely has time to accompany her.

But he was a little dereliction of duty.

The housekeeper was in a hurry. Mr. Mu's driver came back in a car, but he didn't see Mr. Mu and his wife. Could something be wrong?

There is no one to serve you, so it’s always a bit inappropriate.

As a result, when the housekeeper saw Mr. Mu and Mrs. Mu walking and returning to Nianhua Villa, he almost went to the ground to find his chin.

And the two of them were talking and laughing, but nothing happened.

The housekeeper was not easy to disturb him, so he silently relaxed and gave Mr. Mu and Mrs. Mu enough private space.

When he walked to the living room, Yan Anxi saw a large bag of shopping on the coffee table, and excitedly pointed to Mu Chi Yao: "That's what I bought, the trophy I bought this afternoon."

She bought it and put it in the trunk. The driver drove back and asked the servants to help her get it here.

Yan Anxi walked upstairs with shopping bags, and Mu Chi Yao also helped her carry them, like a couple with tacit understanding.

In front of Yan Anxi, Mu Chi Yao had no airs at all, and his eyes were always gentle.

This is love.

Yan Anxi is still a girl after all, and she has a natural love for shopping. She ran into the cloakroom with a bag and began to sort out her newly bought things.

Mu Chi Yao couldn't get in, so he stood at the door of the cloakroom, leaning against the wall, looking at her busy back.

There is also simple happiness in plainness.

Mu Chi Yao is really satisfied with this time now.

"Okay." As Yan Anxi clapped his hands and said neatly, everything was almost sorted out, "It's finally all set up."

Mu Chi Yao pointed to a few small bags on the ground: "That has not been sorted out yet."

"Oh...that's my new lipstick."

Mu Chi Yao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Lipstone?"

"Yes." Yan Anxi said, "the shopping guide said that they are the most popular colors this year."

"Pat it and show it to me."

"ah?"

"Don't understand?" Mu Chi Yao repeated patiently with a good temper, "I said, let me see."

Yan Anxi walked up to him and blinked: "Are you wrong? Now, it's big night, do you want me to wear lipstick?"

"You bought it, don't you try the color?"

"But it's not just trying to see the color now..."

"Try." Mu Chi Yao smiled gently, "I want to see."

Yan Anxi always felt that there seemed to be an intriguing light in Mu Chi Yao's eyes.

But she couldn't guess anything.

Well, it’s rare that Mu Chi Yao makes a request to her, so she will do it.

Mu Chi Yao didn't know where he got his interest, so he sat with her on the sofa and lined up all the newly bought lipsticks.

After counting, Yan Anxi bought five lipsticks, ranging from light pink to red.

"Which color do you like?" Mu Chi Yao picked up a lipstick and played with it casually. "It's pretty, but it's rare to see you put on makeup."

"I rarely attend formal occasions..." Yan Anxi said, "Which color do you like? I'll show you."

It was originally what Mu Chi Yao asked her to paint, and he would like to do whatever he liked.

"Just this one." Mu Chi Yao handed her the lipstick playing with in her hand, "It's great."

Yan Anxi nodded and was about to take it, but suddenly Mu Chi Yao shrank his hand and took it back.

"What are you doing..." Yan Anxi looked at him blankly, would you let me do it?"

OK, she was going to take it, but he actually took it back.

But Mu Chi Yao said, "I suddenly felt that it would be better if I came to help you with it?"

Yan Anxi was stunned.

What?

Mu Chi Yao came to help her apply lipstick?

Is doing such a thing a couple interesting this night?

Yan Anxi became increasingly confused. What was Mu Chi Yao doing?

It is said that asking men to help put on makeup is simply a disaster.

But... it should be OK to apply lipstick.

But people like Mu Chi Yao are clumsy and have never taken care of anyone. How can she trust him?

Just when Yan Anxi was not sure about this, Mu Chi Yao had already reached out to put her waist and held her in his arms.

Yan Anxi's whole body was a little stiff.

Mu Chi Yao's face was very close to her, just a few feet away.

"You seem to be very nervous?" Mu Chi Yao looked at her, "What are you nervous?"

"That... can you not hold me so tightly?"

"How can you apply lipstick if you don't hug you tightly or get closer?"

Yan Anxi's face turned a little red: "Actually, I can come it myself."

"No, I will have fun if I do this."

Yan Anxi: "..."

What fun do you want?

"Don't be nervous," Mu Chi Yao said, "This lipstick smells quite nice."

He held up his lipstick and slowly approached her.

Mu Chi Yao's eyebrows and eyes drooped, and he looked at her lips with all his concentration. He held her waist with one hand to prevent her from running, and carefully applied lipstick to her with the other hand.

Yan Anxi dared not move.

Who knew what the hell would Mu Chi Yao paint her? If it was tilted, she would be like a bloody mouth, and it was so scary that it was so late at night.
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