Xi Muqiao's hand holding the medicine bottle was frozen in the air. He nervously looked at the little man who turned over and stopped breathing for a time.

Now he, there is an impulse to rush out of the door, he came to see her, does not mean that he has forgiven her.

He was still angry with her for spoiling her body. If she woke up, he was afraid that he would be angry with her.

He didn't know what other people would do, but he was very uncomfortable.

Xi Muqiao is that Qiao Mu this little thing does not know good or evil, he so out of the heart to her, she turned over and stabbed him in the heart.

Fortunately, Qiao Mu just turned over and fell asleep again. Ximu Qiao relaxed, lifted the quilt, put the little foot in, and tried the temperature in the quilt.

Then, he got up, looked at Qiao Mu again, and then turned to leave.

He needs time to calm down, and so does Joe mu.

Early in the morning, Qiao Mu habitually reached out to touch the side of her body, which was still empty. She lifted the quilt and looked at it. The bed sheet was neat and there was no sign of sleeping.

Small face hanging lost, scratching chicken nest like short hair, gently wail a few.

It seems that uncle is very angry this time. After marriage, in addition to the conflict between the two people when they got the marriage certificate, they were very unhappy with each other, as well as the time when she knew his identity.

After that, as long as she is at home, uncle will come back to live in the evening.

She opened the quilt and took a look at her ankle. It was only swollen yesterday, but it has turned blue and purple today. On her white ankle, it looks very abrupt and frightening.

Qiao Mu secret way this is retribution, who let her do so to make uncle angry.

If she met uncle, she would say sorry to him. If sorry worked, she would be willing to say 10000 sentences and write 100000 reviews.

She couldn't sleep with her heart in her mind. She took a look at the time. It was only seven o'clock.

She wiped her face, brushed her teeth, and combed her hair. She supported the wall and hopped down the stairs.

As soon as she jumped down the stairs, she smelled the aroma of preserved eggs and lean meat porridge. She quickly jumped a few steps and stretched her head on the wall to have a look. As expected, she saw the graceful figure in front of the table.

As soon as she was happy, she jumped over the wall.

The man who was eating breakfast took a meal with a porcelain spoon in his hand, but his head did not return. He quietly put down the tableware and wiped the corner of his mouth with the napkin beside his hand. Then he left the napkin on the table and left.

Qiao Mu was black and white, and looked at him with big eyes. He was close to her, and she could even clearly smell the smell of bath gel and aftershave water on his body,

he just walked by her without squinting, as if she didn't exist.

Qiao Mu's face turned white. She turned her head and looked at the tall and straight figure. She watched him change shoes, tie, coat and scarf. Then she opened the door and went out.

The whole process lasted about two minutes, but the man's eyes did not fall on her.

Tears suddenly filled his eyes, Qiao mu heart very uncomfortable, uncle never used this attitude to her.

Before, even if she made a big mistake, he always yelled at her, or even ridiculed her, but he never used this kind of cold appearance to treat her.

She thought she understood why the news magazine described simuccio as cold as ice, a pair of eyes like quenched ice, can freeze to death.

She didn't believe it before. Now she does. It's true.

Aunt Wang came out of the kitchen and saw that she had eaten half of the breakfast table. She was a little surprised. "Sir, how come you can't see people after eating half of it?"

Qiao Mu didn't want Aunt Wang to see that there was a contradiction between her and Xi Muqiao. She quietly wiped a handful of tears and rubbed her eyes.

"Uncle said just now, the company is very busy."

Aunt Wang believed in his wife's statement and quickly went to help her. "My wife got up early today. How could she get down by herself? You should be careful."

Qiao Mu lowered her head, and Aunt Wang helped her to the table. She asked, "when did uncle come back last night?"

"Well, at about eight o'clock, my wife will be upstairs, and my husband will be back soon."

Around eight o'clock

She drooped her eyes, she was waiting for him, 11 o'clock did not sleep, he had already returned, but did not come to see her, did not go back to the bedroom to sleep, that is the sleeping room?

Qiao Mu did not continue to ask, ask more, Aunt Wang will be suspicious.

Sitting in the car, Xi Muqiao's eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and the skin between his eyebrows twisted, which looked like Sichuan characters.

How did the little thing get up so early today? If there was nothing important, she would sleep until eight o'clock. He would like to ask her what happened and whether she was uncomfortable.

But his self-esteem did not allow him to do so. He looked down at his watch. He took out his wish from the storage box and popped one. Put it in your mouth.

A cigarette soon finished smoking, he raised the half lowered window, inserted the car key, started the car, turned around and left.At ten o'clock in the evening, Qiaomu still didn't wait in the room. She was afraid that he would come back like last night, but she didn't go into the bedroom and wanted to go downstairs.

Afraid of the sound of jumping in slippers, she simply barefoot. Anyway, the floor was warm, but she didn't feel cold.

She jumped to the mysterious place, opened the shoe cabinet, and looked at the hanger.

Without simuccio's shoes and clothes, her heart gradually filled with a lonely atmosphere, and the whole person was very lost.

I didn't see her last night. I'm not coming back tonight, right?

Turning around and jumping a few steps, the door was suddenly opened, she quickly turned back, slowly stepped in the person, also looked up at her.

But that vision, in touch with her eyes, instantly moved to another place, the door was half open, cold wind gushed in, only a pajama Qiaomu shivered, got a goose bumps, had been obedient prone to soft hair, also was blown a few times by the wind.

She was only three or four meters away from him, and the air of wine came towards her face. Xi Muqiao leaned against the wall and took off his clothes and shoes. He was slightly drunk and his face was a little ruddy. He could see that he had drunk a lot of wine.

Qiao Mu stood in front of him, looking at him for a moment, and then looking at his steps some staggering from her side.

Qiao Mu summoned up courage and jumped to his side, "uncle, how much wine did you drink?"

Smell speech, Xi Muqiao turned to look at her, the cold eyes in the morning seemed to be covered with a layer of water mist, with a few wisps of misty, he stared at Joe for a long time, as if just recognized her.