Chapter 184

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

Now he has an impulse to rush out of the door. His visit to her does not mean that he has forgiven her.

He was still angry with her. He was angry that she had ruined his body. If she woke up, he was afraid he would be angry with her.

They are not the kind of men and women who just look for physical pleasure. They are husband and wife. They have a marriage certificate. He plans to live a long life with her.

Any man in this situation will be angry if he finds his wife taking avoidance medicine behind his back?

He didn't know what would happen to others. Anyway, he was very uncomfortable.

Ximuqiao just thought that Qiaomu, a little thing, didn't know what to do. He took his heart and lungs out to her. She turned over and stabbed him in the heart.

Fortunately, Qiao Mu just turned over and fell asleep again. Xi Muqiao breathed a sigh of relief, opened the quilt, put the little foot in, and tried the temperature in the quilt again.

Then he got up, looked at Qiao Mu again, turned and left.

He needs time to calm down, and Qiao Mu also needs time to just reflect.

Early in the morning, Qiao Mu habitually stretched out her hand to touch her side. It was still empty. She opened the quilt and took a look. It was neat and had no trace of sleeping.

The little face hung with loss, scratched the short hair like a chicken nest, and gently howled a few times.

It seems that uncle is very angry this time. After marriage, in addition to the conflict between the two when getting the marriage certificate, they broke up in a very unpleasant way, and the time when she knew his identity.

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

She opened the quilt and looked at her ankle. Well, it was swollen yesterday, but it's blue and purple today. It looks very abrupt and scary on her white ankle.

Qiao Mu secretly said that this is retribution. Who let her die so as to make uncle angry.

If she sees uncle, she will say sorry to him. If it works, she is willing to say 10000 words and write 100000 reviews.

With something on her mind, she couldn't sleep. She looked at the time. It was only seven o'clock.

Casually wiped her face, brushed her teeth and combed her hair. She jumped down the stairs with one foot holding the wall.

As soon as she jumped down the stairs, she smelled the aroma of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. She quickly jumped a few steps, stretched her head on the wall and took a look. Sure enough, she saw the handsome figure in front of the table.

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

The man who was eating breakfast had a meal with his hand holding a porcelain spoon and didn't look back. He silently put down the tableware, took the napkin next to his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, then threw the napkin on the table and got up and left.

Joe Mu looked at him with black and white eyes. He was close to her. She could even clearly smell his shower gel and aftershave.

He just walked past her without squinting, as if she didn't exist.

Qiao Mu's face turned white. She turned her head and stared at the tall and straight figure, watching him change shoes, tie a tie, wear a coat and scarf, and then pushed the door open and went out.

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

Tears burst into her eyes. Qiao Mu felt very uncomfortable. Uncle had never treated her with this attitude.

Before, even if she made a big mistake, he yelled at her or ridiculed her, but he never treated her like this.

She thought she understood why news magazines described simuccio as cold as ice, and a pair of eyes like quenched ice could freeze to death.

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

Aunt Wang came out of the kitchen and was surprised to see that half of the breakfast was eaten on the table. "Sir, why didn't you see anyone after half?"

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

"Uncle just said that the company is very busy."

Aunt Wang was convinced of her wife's statement and hurried to help her. "My wife got up so early today. Why did she get down there by herself? You have to be careful."

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

"Well, around eight o'clock. Soon after my wife went upstairs, my husband came back."

Around eight o'clock

She hung her eyes. In order to wait for him, she didn't sleep at 11 o'clock, but he came back long ago, but he didn't look at her and didn't go back to the bedroom to sleep. Is that the sleeping room?

Qiao Mu didn't ask any more. Aunt Wang would be suspicious if she asked too much.

Sitting in the car, simuccio frowned, and the skin between his eyebrows twisted up, looking like Sichuan characters.

Why did the little thing get up so early today? If there's nothing important, she usually sleeps until more than eight o'clock. He wants to ask her what's going on and whether she's uncomfortable.

But his pride did not allow him to do so. He looked down at his watch. He took it out of the storage box and wanted to pop up one. Put it in your mouth.

A cigarette was soon finished. He raised the half lowered window, inserted the car key, started the car and turned around to leave.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Qiaomu still didn't wait for ximuqiao in the room. She was afraid that he came back like last night, but she didn't enter the bedroom and wanted to go downstairs to have a look.

Afraid of the noise of jumping in slippers, she simply barefoot. Anyway, the ground is warm, but she doesn't feel cold.

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

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

I didn't see her last night. I won't come back tonight, will I?

She turned around and jumped a few steps. The door was suddenly opened. She quickly turned back. The man who slowly stepped in also looked up at her.

However, when she touched her eyes, she moved elsewhere in a moment. The door was half open, and the cold wind rushed in. Qiao mu, who was only wearing pajamas, shivered and got goose bumps. His soft hair, which had been obedient, was also disturbed by the wind.

She was only three or four meters away from him, and the smell of wine rushed towards her. Simuccio leaned against the wall and took off his clothes and shoes. He was slightly drunk and his face was ruddy. At a glance, he knew that he had drunk a lot of wine.

Joe Mu stood in front of him, looked at him for a moment, and then looked at his footsteps staggering past her.

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

Hearing the speech, Xi Muqiao turned his head and looked at her. In the morning, his cold eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water mist, with some misty threads. He stared at Joe for a long time, as if he had recognized her.