Chapter 24

"Have you ever been in my study?"

"You didn't say you couldn't get in." She didn't enter Mo Beiting's room, and she didn't know that there was a picture of Chen Baimo in it. But if she didn't, Mo Beiting should get to the bottom of it. It's hard to explain, so she simply admits it!

Mo Beiting's eyes suddenly became a little deep, like a thin layer of frost, "after that, without my permission, you can't enter any room except the room and the living room."

"But I'm your wife."

Yi Qiao is laughing. Because of Chen Baimo's return to China, her mood is a little restless tonight, and she doesn't look like herself.

She bent her eyes, eyes black and bright, "Mo Beiting, now you in addition to the officer card, ID card, but also more than a marriage certificate, and ex girlfriend so Touchless to see, but also so haunted, I as a wife, will be jealous."

She's talking about love. But when a woman says that she's jealous in such a frivolous and meaningless tone, it's not credible.

He sneered and pinched her chin with his long fingers. They were very close to each other, breathing together, "jealous? Shen Yiqiao, are you qualified? "

“……”

"A woman who marries me by threats, even if I really have something out there, it's your own fault. I married you, but you were delusional that I would fall in love with you. "

He swung his hand away without much effort, but there was a sharp pain running down his jaw all the way to the bottom of his heart.

The pain made her toes curl up.

Yi Qiao looked at him, eyes closed, the body soft fell in his arms.

She was uncomfortable, but far from fainting.

A big hand catches her and exercises all the year round. Men's muscles are very hard and bulging. Every bulge and depression contains a sense of strength. It's very comfortable to lean on them.

Mo Beiting held her in one hand and lifted her eyelids with the other. Her eyes turned up and didn't move. It seemed that she really fainted.

He angrily patted her on the cheek twice, "Shen Yiqiao," you get up for me. "

The woman in her arms didn't move.

"Damn it," he said. He got out of the car, picked Shen Yiqiao up, opened the door with a fingerprint brush, and took her to the master bedroom on the second floor. Without bending, he threw her on the bed.

Yi Qiao is dizzy originally, this falls, more dizzy!

He leaned over her and said, "Shen Yiqiao, you'd better act like that."

He can't leave her at home alone, no matter for her manners or her duties as a husband, even if he knows that she is mostly pretending.

Yi Qiao lay motionless, gradually sleepy, just about to fall asleep, and was woken up by Mo Beiting's mobile phone ring.

He's not gone yet?

The mobile phone rang several times before Mo Beiting got up. He went out.

The moment the door closed, she heard his voice, hoarse, low, containing countless emotions, as if nothing: "foam."

After that, she couldn't hear.

It was quiet and she fell asleep.

It's dark when I wake up. The light is on in Mo Beiting's study, and the door is not closed. I can hear him tapping the keyboard occasionally.

She drank a bowl of white porridge that Shisheng bought for her all day. Now she is very hungry. She went downstairs to the kitchen to find something to eat. When she passed the table, she saw a bowl of shrimp rice porridge on the table.

It's already cool, and the color of the scallion doesn't look green!

But for her current state, it's delicious.

In the middle of the meal, Mo Beiting came out of the study, dressed neatly, with the car key in his hand, and wanted to go out.

This time, Yi Qiao didn't keep him, and there was no reason to keep him.

If he really wants to see Chen Baimo, she can't follow him 24 hours, or pretend to faint anytime and anywhere. As Mo Beiting said, he marries her but doesn't love her, so it doesn't matter if he hurts her recklessly.

Mo Beiting is out.

The door closed, Yi Qiao put down the spoon, no appetite!

She called Shi Sheng, "Shi Sheng, let's have a drink."

"Have a drink? You don't want to see what your own body is like. You want to die? "

"Are you outside?" Shisheng is very noisy.

"Steaming with wood, it's so hot that I can't. I have to go out slowly."

Open the door, close the door, it is estimated that to the hall, there is music, a very old song, Yi Joe forgot the name.

"Where's the address? I'll come."

"Shen Yiqiao, what are you doing? Sleep well at home. When the cold is over, I'll steam you enough. "

Yi Qiao quiet a few seconds, "when Sheng, Chen Baimo returned home."

Her voice, there is a slight tremor, since Lu Yan's things turned the page, when Sheng never heard Yi Qiao have so big mood fluctuation.

She didn't cry, at least she didn't shed tears, but it was a more complex emotion than crying. It was a kind of sadness and despair that penetrated into the bones.

"You wait at home. Muzi and I will come to you."