Chapter 185

His shirt neckline was slightly open, revealing his delicate sexy collarbone, and his standing posture was not as straight as usual.

His left leg is behind and his right leg is in front. He tilts his head and squints at her. The whole person looks loose.

In this way, he has a few threads of casual, lazy and uninhibited, which is very different from his usual image.

He just looked at her like this. He didn't know what he was thinking. Suddenly, he picked up the corner of his lips on one side, and with his slightly narrowed eyes, he was full of ruffian Qi.

It has to be said that such a man is an elegant young master when he is serious. If he is not serious, he has another charm. It is bad and frightening. He does have the capital to make women crazy.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qiao Mu gently called her again, "Uncle..."

Xi Muqiao's eyes moved, like a recovery, and he hooked his fingers at her. His tone was slowly drunk.

"Come here."

When Qiao Mu was happy, he jumped in front of him with one foot, raised his small face and called him again, "uncle, you've drunk too much."

Simuccio sneered as if he heard something funny. He slowly raised his hand and gently patted her delicate cheek.

He asked, "do you think your husband has drunk too much?"

Joe Mu looked at his abnormal appearance and slightly pursed her lips. She didn't know how to answer for fear that if she answered wrong, Xi Muqiao would be angry again.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Xi Muqiao smiled again. The sexy smile made Qiao Mu feel goose bumps.

His big hand slid slowly down her cheek, all the way to her neck, and then stopped.

He gently rubbed her throat with his thick fingers, which made her cold hair stand up. Qiao Mu didn't dare to move, for fear of what Xi Muqiao was going to do.

She was wearing pajamas and her coat was buttoned. Simuccio gently opened the top button with his long finger, and then paused on the second button.

He said, "my husband is in a good mood tonight. Come once?"

Joe Mu looked at her with big eyes and answered without thinking, "OK."

Xi Muqiao bent his lips, approached her for a few minutes, and then asked, "I don't want to wear a condom, and you don't take medicine to avoid it?"

Qiaomu was stunned by his question, and while she was stunned, simuqiao took down her hand at the button of her pajamas and copied it into her trouser pocket.

He gave her a vague look and turned away.

Qiao Mu just watched him turn a corner and walk towards the guest room.

She stood on one foot, a little at a loss.

After standing for five minutes, Qiao Mu believed that he would not come back to see her again. He stood on one foot for so long that her feet began to sour.

She jumped to the sofa and sat down. She turned her head to the guest room again.

She wasn't unwilling to ask Uncle that question just now. She was just surprised and dull for a few seconds. If this can make him happy, why not.

She really couldn't figure out why uncle was so angry.

Qiao Mu's current thoughts are still confined in front of the stem she bought by ximuqiao. How can she not cross it.

It's not that she can't cross, but that she doesn't have the consciousness to cross, and she doesn't dare to cross.

After sitting on the sofa for a while, he felt a little cold. He was sure that Xi Muqiao would not come out again. Qiao Mucai got up and jumped step by step towards the stairs.

In the guest room, simukio lay on the floor, thinking about his reaction when he asked that sentence.

He didn't really want to do it, but he was unwilling and wanted to ask again. In simuccio's opinion, her bleary eyes were hesitant and unwilling.

He felt hurt again.

Ximuqiao felt that he was really eaten by Qiao Mu now. He couldn't stand the way she looked up at him with big eyes, which would make his heart and hair soft.

Alcohol invaded the brain and the whole man began to be confused. He got up and went to the bathroom.

Early in the morning, Qiao Mu got up early again in order to catch up with Xi Muqiao who got up early. She wanted to hang around in front of Uncle more, lower her posture and be sincere.

But her idea failed. The table was empty. Only Aunt Wang in the kitchen was busy.

"Aunt Wang, where is my uncle?"

Aunt Wang wiped her hands, came out of the kitchen and helped her sit down at the table. "Sir left at half past six and didn't have breakfast."

Qiaomu lost her breath in a moment. In winter, she thought it was early at seven o'clock. Unexpectedly, the man left at half past six. Isn't it still bright at that time?

Do you want to get up at six tomorrow morning?

Now she has a headache and wants to please simuccio, but she can't see others at all. Even if she does, he likes to ignore himself.

Qiao Mu stayed at home for the third day. He really couldn't stand it.

Simukio didn't go home last 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 the house and didn't have so much time to chat with her.

She opened the drawer of the tea table and found that she had no snacks at all. She was bored to the point that grass was about to grow.

At half past ten, an idea suddenly came to her mind. She quickly asked aunt Le Wang to cook 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 and set off for Xi's group.

She held the thermos in her arms, looked at the scenery outside the window and took a deep breath.

I don't know how uncle will react when he sees that he has gone. Can't someone throw out the heat preservation bucket for her?

Of course, this is the worst plan.

Also, she is not going to take the president's special elevator that uncle took her last time, but go 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 there are still some basic qualities of all personnel in the company.

It's about the president. They gossip in private at most. They don't have the courage to spread it.

At the front desk of the hall, Qiao Mu said he was going to the president's office.

The receptionist looked at her tender student, with a walking stick and a heat preservation bucket. It was obvious that she came to deliver lunch to the president.

Although she had doubts, she knew Xiao Zhao around the girl. Xiao Zhao used to be the president's driver, but she hadn't seen him in recent months. She thought he resigned.

She smiled and nodded. "Please wait a minute, miss. I'll contact the assistant office."

After a conversation, she put down the phone and smiled again, "wait a minute."

A moment later, Zuo Zhen trotted over all the way, hurriedly picked up the heat preservation bucket in her hand, and nodded respectfully.

"Madam."