The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 390 It's Not Never Seen Before (2)
Meng Zixiao was also a little embarrassed at first, but it can be seen that this woman made a fuss and didn't care much about being watched. She is so excited, it's not like she hasn't seen it before!
He picked up the bath towel unhurriedly, and the woman on the ground was covering her eyes with her hands, turning her back to him with her butt as the center.

He sneered, and jokingly said, "Hurry up and find some clothes, wash and go to sleep."

The words of such a man and woman in such a situation add a little bit of ambiguity.

Concubine Ye showed a gap between her fingers, seeing that he had really fastened it again, she put down her arms, grabbed the pajamas she had turned over just now, stood up, and ran out in a hurry.

She's going to the bathroom outside!

The other door of the cloakroom was slammed shut, and the man inside walked towards the rows of men's home clothes, the corners of his lips pursed into a smile that was not a smile.

The bathroom outside is connected to the living room, and when Concubine Ye came out after washing, the man was already drinking on the sofa in the living room refreshed.

Meng Zixiao didn't turn on the overhead light, and the tips of his hair, which were slightly damp after taking a shower, shone crystal brightly under the light outside the window.He was lazily leaning on the sofa watching the night scene, the wine glass in his hand was shaking slightly, and the dark red wine was slightly rippling on the side of the goblet.After hearing the voice, he turned to look at her.

Concubine Ye paused while wiping her hair, then said in a low voice, "I'm sleeping in the living room."

The bedroom originally designed to be able to sleep is the master bedroom and the baby room, but she just glanced at it, and the bed in the baby room is still the kind of crib with a fence, which is unrealistic.

Under the backlight, the man's silhouette is handsome and deep, but he can't see the specific expression clearly. He only listened to him pondering for a while before he said coldly: "... Whatever you want."

Concubine Ye didn't really want to get along with him, so she found a hair dryer to dry her hair, and then went to the cloakroom to bring out spare quilts and pillows.When she came out with a large pile of things, the man in the living room was still there.

Pulling on her slippers, she poked her head out from the towering quilt, walked to the couch where he was sitting and stood still, looking like she was about to push someone away.

Meng Zixiao's beautiful eyes narrowed, a little surprised, where did she find these things?The unused items at home were picked up by the helper, and he didn't know where to put them.Also, isn't there a single sofa next to it?Aren't you tired of standing there like this?

"Hey, can you excuse me?" You have no eyesight!Concubine Ye made a dissatisfied voice, and then raised her chin to signal the obstacle to leave quickly.

Ah!Are you really rushing people? !

Meng Zixiao raised his head, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and stood up, but he just turned his body to get out of the way a little, and he didn't intend to leave.

Concubine Ye spread out the quilt by herself, put it on the pillow after flattening it, and after tidying it up, the obstacle next to it was still there...

She couldn't sleep with people staring at her like that.

She sat where he was sitting before, raised her face and smiled sweetly, "Is there anything else you can do, Uncle Meng?"

Meng Zixiao's eyes were as deep as ink. After hesitating for a moment, he put the wine glass on the tea table and said lightly, "I'll talk to you."

talk about what?What is there to talk about? !
Concubine Ye kept smiling and pointed to the wall clock in the living room, "It's past twelve, it's too late to sleep well."

The rejection is obvious.

The man put one hand in his trouser pocket, and his tall and straight figure stood in front of her, with an invisible oppression.And Concubine Ye didn't give in, her starry eyes met him without blinking.

In the end, Meng Zixiao lost the battle, pursed his thin lips into a straight line, glanced coldly at her deliberate smile, and finally turned around and went to the study without saying anything.

After he left, Concubine Ye breathed a sigh of relief, got up and closed the curtains, lifted the quilt and lay down.

(End of this chapter)