Chapter 799

Mu Junhao angrily came upstairs.

Song Xiaoya just took off her coat and was about to take a bath in the bathroom when the door of the room was knocked.

After a pause, she immediately put on her clothes again, stood on tiptoe and looked through the cat's eyes.

The man standing at the door frowned slightly.

Very tacit understanding, in Song Xiaoya squint from the cat's eye to see the past, Mu Junhao also turned his eyes, toward this side to see.

Two people's vision across a small glass window meet together.

"Open the door!"

Along the gap of the door, Mu Junhao's impatient voice came to his ears.

Song Xiaoya opened the door, holding the door handle with one hand, blocking the door, and said: "it's so late, it seems inappropriate for you to be a big man here?"

"Ha ha!" Mu Junhao sneered, pushed song Xiaoya away and went to the room.

It took him tens of thousands of months to rent here. He can come if he wants!

Song Xiaoya is pushed away and looks at Mu Junhao as if he is at home. He is so angry that he grits his teeth.

"Mu Junhao, have you moved away from me? You are breaking into people's houses. Be careful, I'll call the police and catch you! "

"Call the police and catch me?" Mu Junhao seems to have heard some funny jokes, "well, you call the police to try to see if the police will catch me!"

That appearance of a rogue ruffian makes song Xiaoya itch with hatred.

"Go away, I don't welcome you here!"

Thinking of the way Chen's poems and paintings adhered to him that day, her heart was filled with anger.

If a fly doesn't bite a seamless egg, this guy can attract a white lotus like Chen Shihua.

Mu Junhao not only did not walk, but sat down on the sofa, his legs overlapping like an old man, a school of leisure and expensive.

Winked at her, that pair of charming peach blossom eyes can't say sexy romantic.

"Why are you driving me away? I paid the rent

Song Xiaoya thinks what he said is that he paid the rent before.

Indeed, she charged him one month's rent, and there were so many days left in the month.

Song Xiaoya rolled her eyes silently, "stingy! that 's ok! I'll pay you back how much you've calculated! "

Mu Junhao picked a handsome eyebrow and said, "do you really want to give it back to me? I'm afraid you can't afford it! "

Song Xiaoya was infuriated by his proud appearance, grabbed the bag beside him, took out a few red bills from his wallet and handed them to him, "here you are! Is that enough? "

"Ha ha!"

Mu Junhao glanced at her purse, showing a meaningful smile, "what do you think?"

He paid hundreds of thousands of yuan. If that's true, she won't be able to compensate.

But he won't really ask her to pay for it. It's very interesting to see that song Xiaoya is so angry and can't get rid of him.

“……”

Song Xiaoya gritted her teeth, endured the pain of the meat, and turned out all the cash in the bag, "there's only so much, all these are for you!"

"Still not enough!" Mu Junhao did not answer.

Song Xiaoya is very angry, "Mu Junhao! You've had enough! If you don't think about how much rent you only pay me a month, the market price here is 3000 yuan a month, and I only charge you 1500 yuan. If you have so many more days, do you still want to go back? "

She has just paid off her mortgage. She has no spare money this month. These are all the living expenses before she gets paid.

Looking at Song Xiaoya's distressed appearance, Mu Junhao forcibly suppresses the smile from the corner of his lips and condescends to lower his expensive finger to her.

Song Xiaoya is distressed again. She pats the money in the palm of Mu Junhao's hand and closes her eyes. She is out of sight and out of mind.

"Take the money and leave! I'll stay here at night. I'll be gossiping at that time. "

Song Xiaoya is in a bad mood because of the massive bleeding without any reason.

With that, she grabbed Mu Junhao's arm and pushed him out of the door.

"Goodbye! There's nothing else to do in the future. Don't come to me! "

She can't bear to blackmail her again.

Then he slammed the door of the room.

"Hello..."

The powerful sound almost hit Mu Junhao's nose.

Angry Mu Junhao scolded, "Song Xiaoya, open the door for me! Open the door

He had planned to leave, but he immediately changed his mind when he saw her dislike.

Wang Yi quickly sent the key over, looking at his boss squatting in front of song Xiaoya's door like a little wretch, he couldn't help but didn't laugh.

It's a sin. I don't sleep at night and I'm freezing here.

Although Mu Junhao's present appearance is sympathetic, he still has to be reminded.

Wang Yizheng corrected himself and said, "Mu Shao There will be a regular meeting tomorrow morning and all shareholders will be present. "

Mu Junhao took the key and gave him an angry look."I'll stay here tonight and pick me up tomorrow morning!"

"Yes

Mu Junhao used the key to unlock the door and swaggered back into the room.

He raised his lips joyfully and couldn't wait to see song Xiaoya's expression. It seemed that as long as he could see her angry, his waiting in the cold wind was worth it.

However, the expected hysteria and roar did not happen. The room was quiet and surprisingly quiet.

"Xiaoya?" Mu Junhao frowned and yelled.

But no one responded.

Junlang's eyebrows immediately wrinkled a radian.

He's been guarding the door just now. She can't leave the room. Where's this guy?

He pushed open the bedroom door. The bed was neat and the bathroom door was open. There was no one at all.

Just at this time, there was a faint cry in the living room: "Mom, no! Please don't hit me

“……”

As soon as his face changed, Mu Junhao turned around and went back to the living room.

On the sofa, song Xiaoya's thin figure shrank into a ball. Her small white face became paler and paler, and her small body seemed particularly pitiable.

She dreamt of the year when her parents divorced, her mother often beat and scolded her for a small thing.

Mercilessly whip again and again hit on her back, the sound of flesh and skin burst in my mind.

I thought that this kind of past has been forgotten by myself, but I don't want to. In the dead of night, it's easy to arouse my inner uneasiness.

Mu Junhao's face sank, strode over and patted song Xiaoya on the shoulder, "Song Xiaoya, wake up! Did you have a nightmare? "

Feel someone patting her on the shoulder, the palm warm, generous.

Song Xiaoya is like finding a straw. Following the warmth, she grabs Mu Junhao's hand on her shoulder and holds it tightly.

A drop of tears fell down the corner of his eye and dropped on the back of Mu Junhao's hand.

"Please, help me!"

“……”

Mu Junhao's heart is like being scalded by something. It hurts a lot.

With one hand, take off your coat and cover song Xiaoya.

The palm is patting song Xiaoya's back gently, the low alcohol voice hummed the sleep song gently.

I still remember when he was very young, every time he didn't dare to sleep, his mother would sit by his bed, humming this tune to calm him to sleep.