His left leg in the back, right leg in front of the virtual owe, he tilted his head, eyes slightly squint at her, the whole person looks flabby.
In this way, he is a little casual, a few lazy, and a few bohemian, which is quite different from his usual image.
He looked at her like this, don't know what to think, suddenly, he hook up one side of the lip corner, coupled with his tiny squint eyes, the whole body exudes a bit ruffian gas.
It has to be said that such a man, serious up is pianpianpian noble childe, not serious up and have a special charm, bad let people palpitation, he really let women crazy capital.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Qiao Mu called her gently again, "Uncle..."
Xi Muqiao's eyes moved, as if he were in a state of reversion, and his tone was slow with her hook fingers.
"Come here."
Qiao Mu a Xi, one foot jumped to him, raised a small face, called him again, "uncle, you drink too much."
Xi Muqiao sneered, as if to hear something funny, he slowly raised his hand, gently patted her delicate cheek.
He asked, "do you think my husband has drunk too much?"
Qiao Mu looked at his abnormal appearance and pursed her lips slightly. She didn't know how to answer, for fear that Ximu Qiao would be angry again if she answered wrong.
Xi Muqiao saw that she didn't speak, and laughed again. In Qiao Mu's ear, she had goose bumps.
His big hand slid slowly down her cheek, all the way to her neck, and then stopped.
His thick finger belly gently rubbed her throat, which made her hair stand up. Qiao Mu didn't dare to move, for fear of what Xi Muqiao would do.
He gave her a vague look and turned away.
Qiaomu watched him turn a corner and walk towards the guest room.
She stood on one foot, a little at a loss.
After standing like this for five minutes, Qiao Mu believed that he would not come back to see her again. She stood on one foot for so long that her feet began to ache.
She jumped over to the sofa and sat down, turning her head again to the guest room.
She didn't want to ask Uncle that question just now. She was just surprised by him and was slow for a few seconds. If this could make him happy, why not.
She couldn't figure out why uncle was so angry.
Qiao Mu's current thought is still confined in front of her stem bought by Xi Muqiao, how can't cross it.
It's not that she can't cross it, but that she doesn't have the consciousness to cross, and that she doesn't dare to cross.
After sitting on the sofa for a long time, I felt a little cold. I was sure that Ximu Qiao would not come out again. Qiao Mu got up and jumped up the stairs step by step.
In the guest room, Xi Muqiao lies on the bed, constantly thinking about Qiao Mu's reaction.
He felt hurt again.
Xi Muqiao felt that he was really eaten by Qiao mu. He couldn't stand her looking up at him with big eyes, which would make his heart soft.
Alcohol invades the brain and the whole person starts to get confused. He gets up and goes to the bathroom.
Early in the morning, Qiao Mu got up early again, just to catch up with Xi Muqiao who got up early. She wanted to hang out in front of Uncle more, lower her posture and be more sincere.
But her idea failed, the dining table was empty, only Aunt Wang in the kitchen was busy.
"Aunt Wang, my uncle?"
Aunt Wang wiped her hands, came out of the kitchen and helped her sit down at the table. "Mr. Wang left at half past six and didn't have breakfast."
Qiaomu instantly let out her breath. In the winter, she felt that it was already very early at seven o'clock. Unexpectedly, the man left at half past six. At that time, it was not full light?
Do you want to get up at six tomorrow morning?
She has a headache now and wants to please Xi Muqiao, but she can't see anyone else at all. Even if she does, he doesn't care about himself.
Qiao Mu stayed at home until the third day, and he couldn't bear it.
Last night, Xi Muqiao didn't go home at night. She didn't dare to call him. She was at home alone. There was only Aunt Wang in the villa. But Aunt Wang was busy cleaning up and cleaning the house, so she didn't have so much time to chat with her.
She opened the drawer of the coffee table and found that her snacks were not at all. She was bored to the point of growing grass.
At 10:30, an idea suddenly came to her mind. She quickly called aunt Le Wang to make her husband's favorite meal.
At ten past eleven, with a crutch in one hand and a heat preservation bucket in the other, she called her full-time driver, Xiao Zhao, to set out for Xi's group.
She held the thermos bucket in her arms, looked out of the window and took a deep breath.
I don't know what kind of reaction uncle will have when he sees himself. Can't you even throw it out for her?
Of course, this is the worst plan.
What's more, she didn't plan to take the special elevator for president that uncle took her to last time. Instead, she went in from the front door.That means she may be exposed, but she can't control it.
Even if it is exposed, it is estimated that it will be spread within the company. After all, she has heard Lin Yi say before that this basic quality of all personnel in the company still exists.
As far as the president is concerned, they have no courage to spread it out.
At the front desk of the hall, Qiao Mu said he would go to the president's office.
The front desk lady looks at her tender student's appearance, one hand crutches, one hand heat preservation barrel, obviously is to deliver lunch to the president.
Although she had doubts in her heart, she knew Xiao Zhao, who was the driver of the president before, but she had not seen him in recent months. She thought he had resigned.
She nodded with a smile. "Please wait a minute, miss. I'll contact the assistant office."
After a conversation, she put down the phone and said with a smile, "wait a minute."
A moment later, Zuo Zhen trotted all the way to pick up the thermos bucket in her hand, and nodded respectfully at the same time.
"Madame."