Chapter 782

"Don't worry! Even if you ask me, I won't come to bed! "

Song Xiaoya vowed.

Hehe, she has a quilt now, so she won't go to bed!

But he will be frozen into a drowned chicken at night.

The room was quiet again, as if the fight was just an illusion of two people.

Song Xiaoya thinks she can't sleep in a strange place, but she sleeps in a warm quilt, unconsciously closes her eyes, yawns and goes to sleep.

Mu Junhao thought he was in good health and had no problem for a whole night, but the colder he slept, the more he hinted that he was ok, and the colder he felt.

How can't sleep, but more and more awake.

Just now Song Xiaoya's words excited him, and he agreed. At this time, it's impossible to bow down and ask for the quilt.

As for going to the servant for a quilt, he can't afford to lose face.

An hour later.

"Archer!"

Mu Junhao sneezed and listened to the woman's slight snoring in the room. He was very angry.

It's like lighting a fire in my heart, and the fire goes up slowly.

This guy robbed his quilt, but she had a good sleep.

Hum! Want to sleep? Good idea!

With a smile, Mu Junhao turned over and strode toward the sofa.

He lifted the quilt, cold tone toward song Xiaoya not angry to roar: "you give me..." Get up.

However, the words have not finished, the whole person was stunned.

The quilt was lifted, revealing the woman's red face, Yan red mouth like a goldfish, is snoring, sleep sweet.

She was surprisingly obedient when she was asleep.

Mu Junhao swallowed his words, and even looked at the woman's eyes become very soft.

Maybe the quilt was lifted to have a cool feeling.

Song Xiaoya curls up and looks even more pitiful.

“……” Mu Junhao sighed and kneaded his eyebrows helplessly.

Bend down, with quilt and people, together into the arms, on the bed.

Lift a corner of the quilt, he also lies in the quilt.

A burst of warmth with a sweet smell came to his face and wrapped his whole body. Mu Junhao wanted to sigh comfortably.

Toward her, she murmured softly: "that's right! Silly woman, it is clear that you can have the best of both worlds. Why do you have to fight each other? "

Feeling the warmth around, song Xiaoya takes the initiative to lean to the "big stove" nearby.

Until the small head on the man's shoulder, just continue to sleep in the past.

“……”

Mu Junhao twisted his eyebrows and reached out to push her away.

But the finger came out and took it back.

In the dark, there is a trace of helplessness in men's eyes.

That's all! After all, he owes her. He's a man. It doesn't hurt to let her.

When he thought about it, the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.

His low voice, in her ear, whispered: "Song Xiaoya, this is your initiative to come over, not I want to take advantage of you."

With that, Mu Junhao raises his arm and embraces song Xiaoya in his arms. Then he closes his eyes and sleeps contentedly.

"So good night! Song Xiaoya

The next day.

The morning light, through the gap between the French windows, squeezed into the room, scattered on the ground.

Shining on the two people sleeping in bed, the golden halo is unspeakable warm and peaceful.

"Ding Ding Ding" -- a burst of mobile phone ringing.

"Um ~ ~"

before Song Xiaoya opened her eyes, she went to touch the mobile phone on the bedside table along with her memory.

But the beginning is a greasy warm touch, I didn't want to understand what was going on, a banter voice came from the top of the head.

"If you want to be a hooligan, just say it. I said I'll give you whatever you want. "

Familiar with the voice line, song Xiaoya a excited, sleepy moment all ran out, suddenly opened his eyes.

On a pair of joking peach blossom eyes, abruptly back hand, wrapped in quilt back two steps, angry geology asked: "Mu Junhao, how can you sleep in my bed?"

"In your bed? Are you sure? "

Mu Junhao picked his eyebrows. His bewitching peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly and said with a smile: "Song Xiaoya, you can't sleep silly, can you?"

“……” Song Xiaoya was stunned.

Quickly turn around and look around the room.

Strange room, luxurious decoration, bedroom bigger than her whole apartment, this is not her small apartment.

Finally, the line of sight was fixed on the sofa, and the whole person was stunned.She remembered.

She was sleeping on the sofa last night. How did she get to bed?

She has no habit of sleepwalking!

What the hell is going on?

Thinking of what, song Xiaoya turned to look at Mu Junhao, narrowed her eyes and asked suspiciously: "to be honest, did you take me back to bed?"

"Me?" Mu Junhao sneered coldly, as if he had heard some funny joke, so careless, "do you think I'm such a boring person?"

“……”

Was she despised? I'm so angry.

Mu Junhao looked at her angry look, the heart has kept beating drums, but the face is a row of indifferent, a dissatisfied face said: "since you don't believe it, then adjust the monitoring! See who actually got into bed? "

With that, Mu Junhao is about to get up. He looks like he was wronged and angry.

Song Xiaoya was surprised to hear that she wanted to transfer monitoring. She quickly grabbed him and said with a smile, "Hey, what kind of monitoring is this little thing! Are you making a mountain out of a molehill? "

Wring up eyebrows, wrinkled into a Sichuan word.

Is it true that she climbed into bed when she was asleep?

Song Xiaoya is very distressed. Her delicate features are all wrinkled together.

Forget it, as long as nothing indescribable happened to him, as for how to sleep in bed, it's not so tangled.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, when her eyes inadvertently swept to the wall of the silent western wall clock, such as lightning, can not believe to scream: "nine o'clock in the morning! It's nine o'clock now? Why didn't my cell phone alarm ring? "

Today is the first day of Zhiyue's launch. She and Tian Yaoyao agreed to meet in the square at nine o'clock.

Mr. Mu likes to be quiet. His manor is built in the west suburb of the city. It takes at least two hours to get to the set from here.

She set the alarm for six o'clock yesterday morning.

"Where's the alarm? Where's the bell? Why doesn't it ring? "

Mu Junhao said slowly with a smile on his evil face.

"I think you sleep like a pig, so I'll help you close it. Don't thank me, just call me Lei Feng!"

"Lei Feng?" Song Xiaoya laughed angrily and roared angrily, "Mu Junhao, I'm Lei Feng, your uncle!"

"Oh, you are a girl. Don't be so rude."

"I'm rude, sir!"

Song Xiaoya grits her teeth, pounces on her and grabs Mu Junhao's neck. "Mu Junhao, I'll kill you!"

"Ha ha, if you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability?" Mu Junhao chuckled and did not panic.

Her strength was like shaking a tree in front of him.

Mu Junhao looks a Lin, easily turned over, directly put song Xiaoya under the pressure.

"Ah

A whirl, almost in an instant, the two exchanged a position.

Mu Junhao grabbed her wrist, pressed her struggling legs, condescending, and threatened with a smile: "do you still curse people?"

"Your uncle Well... "

Mu Junhao suddenly lowers his head and directly blocks song Xiaoya's mouth.

With a slight kiss, he immediately stepped back, teased and asked, "do you still scold me? Every time you scold me, I'll kiss you! "

“……”

Song Xiaoya clenched her lips tightly, so angry that she became angry.

Son of a bitch! Asshole! Rotten eggs!

Already in my heart, I scolded Mu Junhao 178 times, but I didn't dare to speak any more, but my big red eyes glared at Mu Junhao.

If the eye is an arrow, maybe Mu Junhao has been shot a hedgehog.

But in fact, she is like a fish on the chopping board, and can only be bullied by him.

Of course she is not stupid enough to provoke him at this time!

Don't know is angry or ashamed, song Xiaoya's face red, angry.

The appearance of the commissar's grievance darkened Mu Junhao's eyes.

A little corner of the heart, a touch of love flashed.

At that moment, I wanted to kiss her eyes.