Chapter 22

The little woman lying on the bed was sleeping peacefully. Mu Chenhao couldn't help looking at her beautiful white face for a long time.

It's like enjoying a beautiful scenery.

Always reluctant to break this quiet picture.

Summer clear sky in the dream seems to dream of something happy, the corner of the mouth has been with a faint smile.

Mu Chenhao took a warm look at Xia qingkong, then sighed, covered the quilt for her, and then rushed into the bathroom without looking back. He flushed his body with cold water over and over again, which made the lust go down.

Mu Chenhao did not dare to admit that his self-control, which he was always proud of, was broken by a woman who had known him for less than a week.

After a ten minute cold bath, mu Chenhao came out and climbed into the bed. Who was on the other side of the bed.

In the middle of the night, the clear sky may feel cold, subconsciously to Mu Chenhao's arms, in the dark, a pair of cold eyes staring at Xia Qingchuan.

For a long time, the man sighed, put the clear sky in his arms and went on sleeping.

At noon the next day, when the sun shines into the room, the whole room presents a warm feeling, and the clear sky wakes up.

This night, Xia qingkong sleep very well, so full of spirit.

Sitting up and stretching, I forgot that the wound on my arm had not healed yet, and the pain made my tears fall.

There was a knock outside the door.

"Come in."

It's steamed bread.

"Young granny, you wake up. Brush your teeth, wash your face and eat something." Mantou stood at the door, smiling sweetly at the clear sky.

"Well, I'll come. Where's your young master?" The clear sky asked unconsciously.

Qingkong himself didn't find it. Every day he would habitually ask, "where's your young master?".

"Young master went out to the company to deal with business very early, but he said that he would come back to pick you up in the evening." Steamed bread said.

"Back to Xia's house? What are you doing back to Xia's house? " The clear sky was at a loss.

Steamed bread's face showed a surprised expression, "Hey, young grandma, don't you know today is your father Xia Zhenghua's 50th birthday? Your sister brought the invitation when she came yesterday

“……”

I don't know about the clear sky. No one ever told her.

"I remember, yesterday when your second Miss gave the invitation, you were still taking a nap, and the people below directly gave the post to brother a Zheng."

Since it's Xia's birthday, as a daughter, I will go back to celebrate her birthday.

Just think of meeting that annoying sister and stepmother again, clear sky mood is not very good.

Mantou took medicine and gauze from the cupboard again. "When the young master left in the morning, he told me to change gauze and clean the wound when you got up."

Qingkong nodded and let steamed bread bandage her wound. She took out her mobile phone and looked at the time. She was startled. She even slept until noon

"I'll go. I've slept so long. Why didn't you tell me to get up?"

Steamed bread puffed a smile, a pretty little face with a trace of shame, "the young master told me when he went out in the morning that he would not let me call you. He said that you were very tired last night..."

This is mu Chenhao.

Qingkong knew what steamed bread was thinking, but she couldn't refute it. Her blood was rolling in an instant, and she scolded mu Chenhao a hundred times in her heart.

After cleaning up the wound, put on the gauze again, and get up to eat in the clear sky.

Steamed bread specially informed Mu's chef that qingkong got up late, so he made some delicious but not greasy food to make qingkong full.

In the afternoon, steamed bread began to make up for the clear sky.

Qingkong didn't expect that the steamed bread was well made up. Qingkong already had a face with excellent facial features and was as skin as cream.

After a wonderful hand of steamed bread, a little bit of powder and Dai, it's so beautiful.

Qingkong's beautiful black hair is also made into an elegant but flexible shape by steamed bread, which makes qingkong shine brightly.

"Young granny, you are so beautiful." Steamed bread has bright eyes.

“…… I'll go, steamed bread. Your make-up is so good. I feel you can't die of hunger even if you leave Mu's house. " The clear sky joked.

Steamed bread haughtily hummed twice, "I will have many things! Young granny, you'll discover it later. "

"Yes, yes." The clear sky was amused by steamed bread, a pair of good-looking eyes smile into the crescent moon, showing a charming posture between every gesture.

After the hair and make-up were finished, the steamed bread sent more than ten evening dresses to qingkong for selection.

"Young granny, these are all tailor-made for you. Which one do you want to see through? You have a wound on your arm. Would you like to choose one that can cover the wound Asked Mantou.

The clear sky shook his head. "No need."

The knife on his hand was drawn by Chen Wenkang. If Xia Zhenghua saw the gauze on her hand when she went to the birthday party in the evening, she would ask how she was hurt. Qingkong would answer truthfully, and then observe the expressions of his stepmother and xiaqingchuan to judge whether Chen Wenkang and her stepmother are related.So, tonight's evening dress must not cover the wound.

Finally, qingkong chose a cream white evening dress, which made qingkong look mature, but beautiful but not evil, gorgeous but not vulgar.

Even a girl named Mantou couldn't help looking at it more.

After four o'clock in the afternoon, mu Chenhao came back.

Qingkong is sitting in the hall waiting for mu Chenhao, with a comic book in his hand.

The steamed bread on one side said helplessly, "young grandma, don't laugh like this. The make-up will make you laugh..."

After mu Chenhao entered the room, he was stunned to see a beautiful pair of painted apricot eyes in a brassiere evening dress, with light makeup, squinting into a crescent moon in the summer sky.

It was the first time she had seen her like this.

The first time I saw her in the crown.

Although wearing the exposed waiter's clothes, but not the powder, the appearance is clear, white and smart.

The second time was in Xia's home. Although he was in full dress, he still didn't wear any make-up. His smile and twinkle revealed his wisdom. He was not willing to be inferior to him.

Maybe because of this, the clear sky left a small seed in Mu Chenhao's heart, slowly sprouting.

See mu Chenhao back, clear sky down comics, face still retained some smile, "you're back?"

"Well." Mu Chenhao slowed down, and his face didn't look any different.

A Zheng handed mu Chenhao a brocade box.

"This ring is on you." As like as two peas in his hand, Mu Chenhao took out a ring of soft hands from the box, allowing no explanation of the soft hands of the pancreas, and the ring on her ring finger.

Then he took the one from his middle finger and put it on his ring finger.