C74

"Sure, as long as you make your husband happy tonight, I'll bring you to eat crab buns tomorrow morning."

Xi Muqiao's eyes flashed an evil smile. The best way to check if there was anything wrong with his body hardware was not to go to the hospital, but to bring his little wife to the hospital as soon as possible.

Qiao Mu took in his hint and her fair face instantly looked as if it was dripping blood. Embarrassed, she stammered, "I … I'll take it tonight. I must treat my classmates to a celebratory feast."

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear. The hot breath kept stirring her nerves, bringing with it a sense of warmth. Concealed, "It's fine. I'll bring you back tonight."

Qiao Mu's face turned even redder. She suspected that if this continued on, the skin on her face would become familiar. She bashfully lowered her head as she recalled the kiss she had with Xi Muqiao.

That scene was too shocking for her, so much so that it was firmly engraved in her mind. She only needed to think about it once, but it was as if she had experienced it for real.

Her red, round earlobes that looked like they were about to bleed were so obvious in her gray hair.

"What are you thinking about in broad daylight?"

She suddenly woke up from her reminiscing. Her little face was flushed red as if she was about to explode. "I-I can't just stay in a daze."

"Then why are you blushing?"

"…"

She jumped out of his embrace, the man's hot breath still by her ear. She tore off her coat and threw it at him, holding her small waist like a shrew. "What lousy clothes, they're so hot that I'm blushing!"

She opened her slender fingers and fanned the wind beside her red and clear face, as if she was really very hot.

His dark eyes rippled like water. No one could match his little wife in nonsense.

"Eh, what is this?"

Qiao Mu glanced at a small bag on the corner of the sofa and took a paper bag to look through. She saw a down jacket, pants, warm clothes, shoes, and underwear.

"Wa, wa, wa! New clothes!"

She raised her head and looked at the ceiling, feeling the urge to cry. Oh heavens, what luck she had today.

She immediately turned around and faced Simujo with the small bag in her arms. She pointed at the small paper bags, careful not to make a mistake. Her big eyes shined under the sunlight with a watery light!

"This, this, this, the nei shirt is B-code!"

Her meaning was clearly that these were all for me to wear.

Xi Muqiao stretched out his hand and brought the small paper bags one by one to his side, the corners of his eyes rippling.

"It was originally meant for my wife, but she ran over to the school to stay without saying a word. I'm regretting my decision. I'm going to return all of these clothes and shoes back later."

Of course, Qiao Mu wouldn't. She twisted the string on the bag and bit her lips. She smiled like a dog with a flowery tail. "Uncle, you should buy everything before returning. This isn't good."

His dark eyes covered the smile in his eyes as he reached out to grab the pocket in her arms. "What's wrong? The nameplate on it hasn't been removed yet. At most, I'll give it back to them. I believe they will be very happy."

Qiao Mu was speechless.

She hugged the bag tightly, not letting go. With her other hand, she stroked her forehead, revealing her small octagonal shaped eyebrows. She gave Xi Muqiao a dismal look, like a cabbage in winter.

Unmoved, Simujo continued to tug at the bag in her hand.

She tightly covered the bag with her hands. With her large and pitiful eyes, she spoke in a long and shrill voice, "Big … Uncle …"

Xi Muqiao's eyes were filled with a thin layer of smile, but his face remained calm and collected as he spoke in a light tone.

"What did you call me?"

Qiao Mu was stunned, and her small mouth immediately looked as if it had been smeared with sophora nectar. "Handsome and handsome young and handsome husband, don't give up on these things."

Xi Muqiao glanced at her with a smile that was not a smile. His long fingers played with the buttons on his coat. "I'm not young. I'm old. I'm an old cucumber who has painted green. I can't act young."

Qiao Mu: "…"

Damn you, you vengeful old bastard!

In the afternoon, Mubai carried Qiao Mu to the barber shop.

Qiao Mu clung to the door, not letting go, "Uncle, this is a one-time one. I just wash it off and don't need to go to the barber shop. It's such a waste of money. I can wash it myself."

Xi Muqiao raised an eyebrow and glanced at the grey fur. A one-time one? It was too bad that this little bastard didn't dare to stain her, or else he would have taken her to cut off her bald head!

He raised his chin towards the pile of clothes. "Go and pick them up."

Qiao Mu's eyes instantly went wide and her small mouth was about to cry. "You still have to retreat — —"

"Go back to your place and take it to the dry cleaners!"

Qiao Mu immediately beamed, "Alright!"

At 7 PM, the lights were on. In the hotel.

"Mumu, it's such a pity that you're not here. Haven't you seen the demon-like face of Chang Yao? She has changed into a new set of clothes and is preparing to receive the award. Hahaha, I'm dying from laughter." He Miao gestured exaggeratedly at the length of Chang Ya Jing's face.

"That's right. When you didn't see her open her eyes so wide that they almost fell out when she heard that the first place belonged to you, she felt so good!"

Qiu Ning threw her head back in laughter. She picked up a glass of beer and clinked it with He Miao.

Qiao Mu squinted her eyes and laughed happily. "That's good. My fingers have not been broken in vain these past few days."

It wasn't just the students of the second class, even Shao Bin's brothers had arrived. Nearly a hundred of them had arrived. Qiao Mu was holding the gold card that Xi Muqiao had given her as she straightforwardly ordered the most expensive feast.

She was willing to make Chang Yao lose face, make her eat steamed buns three times a day!

Having gotten drunk twice, Qiao Mu had a good memory this time. She listened to the uncle and didn't touch a single drop of wine. She obediently held the bottle and continued to drink.

Shao Bin walked over while carrying a bottle of beer. He pulled out a chair and sat down, crossed his legs, and sloppily said, "Sister Mu, our school's Tieba and the forums have all been flooded by your photos. Look, I just replaced your photos on the wall."

Qiao Mu stretched her neck to take a look, and sure enough, the lock screen and wallpaper were there. Some played the piano, some played the guitar.

Qiu Ning and Shao Bin clinked cups, then turned to Qiao Mu and said, "Mu, you must not go back to school tonight. Qiu Ning and Shao Bin clinked cups, then turned to Qiao Mu and said," Mu, you must not go back to school tonight.

Qiao Mu was startled and immediately felt her scalp tingle.

"Is it that exaggerated?"

She Miao put down her chopsticks and touched the bottle of beer with hers, "Yes, why not? Luckily we listened to you and locked the door from the inside. Otherwise, your things would have all been swept away. Do you remember when you lost the kettle?"

"…"