C101

Xi Muqiao hugged his wife as if she was a child, but she was still so obedient. He was used to seeing his wife bullsh * tting around, but this sudden silence made him feel uncomfortable.

Qiao Mu was truly touched. From the time she met him until now, she had always been the one taking advantage of him. Spending 5 million to buy her and usually stuffing her with money to improve her life, buy clothes, shoes, take her to eat, buy such a big house and even give her so many musical instruments. She really couldn't understand why Xi Mubai would buy her so much.

She knew her own limits, and she knew her own limits. The face that she could see the most in her entire body was probably only her own.

However, with Xi Muqiao's status and identity, what kind of woman wouldn't he want? With just a wave of his hand, all sorts of beauties would be pushed to the side, wouldn't they?

Although he had a bad temper and was often very fierce to himself, it was undeniable that he was really very good to her. She shifted her face, changed her comfortable position, and stopped moving.

"Uncle, thank you."

Xi Muqiao tilted his head and rubbed against her warm cheek. He gently carried her while walking, as if he was coaxing a child to sleep. He enjoyed it very much. It was rare for his wife not to make a ruckus after being comforted by this moment. Even his good nature had melted away.

He smiled and asked, "Is this how you express your gratitude? Are there no substantial gifts of thanks?"

Qiao Mu's small hands gripped the collar of his shirt. "Then what kind of thank you gift do you want? You know, I'm very poor. I can't afford anything that's too expensive."

Xi Muqiao was overjoyed at her words. Little fool, such a rich man is yours, how can you be poor?

"Give me a kiss first."

Qiao Mu obediently raised her head and kissed him on the cheek. Xi Muqiao was displeased. "I gave you such a big gift, yet you're actually kissing me. Do you think your kiss is worth a thousand gold taels?"

Qiao Mu understood what he meant but was extremely happy. It was rare that she didn't bicker with Xi Muqiao. She held his handsome face with her small hands and kissed him on her lips.

It was a very simple lip to the lips, like a dragonfly touching water. As soon as he touched it, he left. Xi Muqiao licked his lips, but he was not satisfied and gave her a peck on her lips.

"Collect some interest first. The principal will be taken tonight."

Qiao Mu buried his face in his shoulder. Even though Xi Muqiao had insinuatingly pointed at her, her face was still burning with panic.

Feeling embarrassed from his wife, Xi Muqiao pursed his lips. He was usually thick-skinned enough to drag the floor, but at the most critical moment, he would drop the chain on his wife.

"Do you want to see our bedroom?"

Qiao Mu was being carried by him and was walking back and forth. It was so comfortable that she was about to fall asleep. She replied lazily.

"Alright."

As soon as she left the music room, she bumped into Aunt Wang who was going to the study to get a glass of Simuqiao water. When Aunt Wang saw the two of them standing there with their wives' legs wrapped around her husband's waist, she turned around and left, blushing.

"You guys continue, you guys continue."

She shook her head twice. Youngsters these days are really too crazy, and they even played so many tricks. These two were quite impatient, and it was not even 5 o'clock yet. Fortunately, she had prepared some black chicken soup, so it was a good time for her two children to make up for their mischief.

Xi Muqiao knew that Aunt Wang had misunderstood. He didn't explain, but Qiao Mu's head was almost buried under his shirt. How long had she been here before she was misunderstood? She was truly ashamed.

After a few dozen more steps, they came to a corner. Xi Muqiao held onto her tightly with one hand and opened the door with the other.

As soon as she entered the room, Qiao Mu could smell a faint sandalwood fragrance that smelled especially good.

"We're here."

Qiao Mu raised her head and looked around the room. The floor was still covered with a woolen carpet, the window was a large french window, a heavy embroidered curtain was quietly hung at the side, and a recliner was placed in front of the window.

The most eye-catching were their big chuang, the red chuang, the red pillow, and the red goose-feather quilt. They were all filled with a dazzling red color.

Xi Muqiao placed her on the side of the chuang and sat down as well. He smiled and said, "This was prepared by Aunt Wang. She said that we should celebrate when we get married. This is very lucky."

Qiao Mu nodded. In the older generation, this was what mattered the most. It was always red, or something that looked good.

She had an indescribable feeling in her heart. There were all sorts of flavors, and when faced with such a luxurious room, she was still rather restrained. After all, she was used to living in such a small house.

She quietly looked at Xi Muqiao's dark and deep eyes and felt that today's Xi Muqiao was very different. He was especially gentle with a smile on his face that melted the cold outline of his face.

Before she went downstairs, Simujo took her to another room, and when she opened the door, she froze. The room was empty except for fourteen Mitch, who were bigger than she was.

She picked one up and held it. All the cartoons, she liked Mickey best.

Her large eyes blinked as she looked at Xi Muqiao. "Uncle, is this also for me?"

"Right."

Qiao Mu gave a loud sigh and his whole body flew up in joy, "Wa, wa, wa. Why did you prepare so many gifts?"

Xi Muqiao looked at her lovingly, his black eyes filled with happiness. These Mitch dolls were finally waiting for his master to show up.

Every year, he would buy a rice cookie and a tea Tiramisu cake. Afterwards, he would find a cherry garden and sit under the cherry tree for a day to celebrate his little girl's birthday. Because of the construction of the city, the cherry garden in his childhood had long since been flattened.

In his mind, he vaguely recalled the scene from when he was young under the cherry blossom tree.

The tall youth continued to have a cold expression on his face. He lowered his eyes to look at the little girl who had reached his waist.

"What do you want for your birthday present?"

The little girl raised her head up high and looked at him. Her little white face had a bright smile, and her voice was especially sweet and crisp.

"I'd like some tea. Tiramisu and even more rice monsters than I do!"

He regretted it the most after all these years because he went to buy Mitch and there was a traffic jam on the way, which was half an hour later than the time the little girl had promised. He regretted it the most whenever he thought of the little girl all these years, thinking that the little girl had left because he was angry because he was late and had never appeared again.

Now that he knew, she wasn't angry. She was just adopted.

His eyes were dark as he asked softly, "Do you like it?"

Qiao Mu's entire body was buried within the pile of Mitch, who was bigger than her. The sound that came out was muffled.

"I like it!"