Chapter 117

Ji Su is anxious to scratch one's ears and cheek, mother egg, I certainly know you are very lonely, your wife is here!

He began to drive people out, "well, then you go quickly. I have an urgent business tonight, and I have no time to drink with you. Please go home and go to bed."

Xi Muqiao rubbed his face. He was tired and worried about his wife. He couldn't sleep well. When he closed his eyes, his wife's small figure was shaking. It was better not to sleep.

He gently raised his jaw, "you go busy, Lin Mo accompany me to drink on the line, a moment we go back to the room to sleep."

Ji Su's heart cluttered for a moment, Ma Dan, afraid of what to come, he stammered, "back where, which room?"

Nanlin Mo glanced at him as if he was an idiot. "Are you kidding? Recently, women have been playing too much. Of course, it's our exclusive suite here!"

Ji Su didn't want to roar, "no way!"

Xi Muqiao has a bad eyebrow. This guy is not normal today. In the past, he cried out and asked them to come to drink. Today, he even drove people out?

His black eyes narrowed slightly and his voice was cold, "you're not playing with women in our room, are you?"

Nanlin Mo also looked at him dangerously. His two big hands broke off each other and snapped, "xiaosuzi, if you really dare to play women in our room, don't blame big Linzi for turning his face and not recognizing people!"

If you can, Ji Su really wants to scold, motherfucker, play fart. I've kept my boy body for 31 years. How can I say it's shabby!

"No, really not."

Simuccio waved his hand. "Then you go to work and don't have to entertain us."

Ji Su almost breathless, NIMA, spit on a lot of stars, together with their own all white said!

"Two big brothers, little brother, please. When can I do it except tonight?"

Xi Muqiao black eyes tightly staring at him, Ji Su was seen guilty, hurriedly moved his eyes, did not dare to look at him, a moment, Xi Muqiao stood up and walked to the door.

Ji Su's floating in mid air heart, finally return to the original position, he quickly to the south facing Mo wave, "quick, Muqiao all left, you also hurry."

As soon as he went out, Ji Su's legs became soft, because Xi Muqiao was walking in the opposite direction of the elevator, and there was his suite!

"Mojo, mojo, the elevator is over here!"

Xi Muqiao did not pay attention to him, his face a white, quickly catch up with, finished, this can not hide!

Xi Muqiao took out his gold room card and brushed it on the identification device. When Ji Su arrived, he just unscrewed the door. Ji Su wanted to say something more. He threw it in and pushed the door open.

There was a sleeping light on the head of the bed. Even if the light was dim, he could see a small pile of protuberances on the big dark blue bed. His face was gloomy at once.

He has a habit of cleanliness. No one is allowed to touch his things!

Ji Su standing at the door can feel Xi Muqiao's cold breath which is about to freeze to death. He stepped in his feet and took them back. He had a premonition that he would be cleaned up by Muqiao very badly!

He was so angry that he said to the south facing Mo who was also standing at the door, "Damn, why don't you call me before you come here? I'm finished!"

South facing Mo quietly looked at the dark back in the room and sighed, "Suzi, you have really done this time. Do you know that Muqiao has a habit of cleanliness, and let people sleep in his bed?"

He scratched his hair impatiently, "it's not someone else, it's his wife!"

When Xi Muqiao approached and saw the man buried in the velvet quilt in the dim light, his dark pupil shrank suddenly. He turned on the light and looked at it again.

His eyelashes tremble. It's his little lady!

At this moment, the heart string that had been tight suddenly loosened, and he could even hear the subtle sound.

His heart was beating wildly, excited, excited, nervous, and a number of feelings mixed together, which made him indescribable.

The big hand gently stroked the small face that he thought about day and night. There was no warmth in his imagination. When he started to feel cold, his palm was wet. He was surprised and quickly put his hand into the quilt. It was the same cold and wet.

He strode toward the door of the house. Before Ji Su could speak, he closed the door and locked it. Ji Su was anxious to clap at the door outside. "Muqiao, you must not start at the little sister-in-law. That's not what the big husband did!"

Nanlin Mo pulled his hand from the door and said, "OK, what are you worrying about about about husband and wife? Let's go and have a drink with me."

“……”

There was a warm floor in the room, but he still turned up the temperature of the air conditioner. He opened the velvet quilt, and the dark water marks on the dark blue quilt and bed sheet stung his eyes.

His wife's small body curled up, wearing his white shirt, now wet by sweat, wet dada on her body.

Xi Muqiao's eyes were so hot that he had no time to look at the dreamy face carefully. He quickly took off his wife's shirt and brought a basin of warm water to the bathroom. He wiped the sweat off the little lady's body bit by bit with a wet towel.His wife's beautiful body was in front of him, but he didn't have any other thoughts. He quickly took off his clothes, got into the quilt and took his wife into his arms.

His cheek touched her forehead. It was not a fever. He saw the medicine on the tea table just now. It was all wind cold medicine.

Maybe it was because of taking the medicine that he was sweating.

The soft little body in his arms made his heart become soft and dada. Just holding it like this, he was very satisfied. He didn't see each other for ten days, and he thought she was going crazy.

Qiao Mu was cold, instinctively stuck to the hot things around him. His small hands tightly held Xi Muqiao's waist, and his small legs rubbed around. Until he found the right place, he stopped.

Xi Muqiao silent smile, dark eyes in the orange light shining, inside with infinite tenderness.

He tightened his arm around his wife's shoulder. It was nice to have her around.

At 6:30 in the morning, ximuqiao woke up. He touched Qiao Mu's body, which was as warm as in the quilt. Then he could rest assured that he had to leave quickly and not be found by his wife.

When he picked up the white shirt, he frowned. He was wet with sweat last night, so he could not wear it for his wife any more. He took his white shirt, opened the quilt, and gently changed it for Qiao mu.