Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again

  Chapter 126 I fell in at a glance

   There is not a piece of good meat all over his body, and it is not all because of his good deeds.

   "No, I just want to have a good rest, you go out." This time the voice was a little anxious and crying.

  Looking at the quilt for a few seconds, Xi Mo got up.

   "Okay, you have a good rest."

  Out of the bedroom, Xi Mo smoked a cigarette on the balcony on the second floor.

  Early in the morning, there was a layer of misty mist on the lake behind him. As he watched, his black pupils gradually darkened.

   In a timely manner, I think of her pair of clear eyes with mist, the misty and broken feeling, and the delicate and soft beauty.

   I fell in at a glance.

   It took a puff of cigarette to calm down the dryness in my heart.

  The gardener downstairs is pruning the flowerbed. The out-of-season blue roses are elegant and delicate. This color matches her very well. Later, someone will cut a few and send them to her room.

  Thinking about some things piecemeal, thinking about it is still her, it seems that today's work is out of my mind.

  After finishing a cigarette, he didn't think about business.

  Playing with the phone with his slender hands, he was about to call Yu Jinnan, but after a second thought, he called Yang Jishi.

   Half an hour later, Secretary Yang went to Liuyue Mansion and delivered the medicine.

   Taking the medicine and going upstairs, he knocked on the door of the master bedroom.

  No one responded, just pushed it away.

  The quilt on the messy big bed was lifted, the breakfast on the bedside table was gone, and the master bedroom was empty.

no one.

   After thinking about it, he walked towards the guest bedroom where she often sleeps.

   This time, the door really couldn't be opened.

   It was locked.

   "Wen Hua, open the door."

   "I'm sleeping, don't disturb me."

   "Medicine for you."

  Recalling the miserable appearance she saw in the bathroom mirror just now, Wen Hua bit her lips and said, "I said no, I just want to rest, don't make noise."

   There was no sound outside the door, she listened for a while, and she closed her eyes to sleep when she was sure that the person was gone.

  My eyelids are heavy, and I feel like I've been run over by a truck. I don't even think about getting out of bed today.

   Just came over here from the master bedroom and killed her half.

  I didn't know that the aftereffects of this kind of thing were so serious. Almost immediately, her feet were so weak that she couldn't stand, and she couldn't feel comfortable anywhere.

  Recalling how bad someone was last night, she wished she could turn her face on.

  Not only do they not turn off the lights, but they also do not know how to control them.

   It's like I haven't seen a woman in eight lifetimes.

  In the end, she was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes, and Xi Mo's hoarse voice was in her ears: "I should know if I can do it in the future."

  She blushed and shook her head, throwing those images from last night out of her mind.

  Suddenly, the sound of the door lock turning came.

  The person who went back and forth took the key and opened the door, ignoring the accusation in her eyes, and walked over in a leisurely manner.

  Seeing him, Wen Hua's heart skipped a beat.

   "I heard that this medicine is very good, mild and non-irritating, you will feel better after using it."

  Handing over a short bottle of ointment with his long fingers, Wen Hua used his knees to figure out what it was for, and his cheeks became even redder.

  Why is he looking refreshed and upright, she is like being abused, it's so unfair.

  He had the nerve to deliver the medicine, and it wasn't because of him that she was in such a miserable state.

  The man's gaze was still on her face, Wen Hua closed his eyes, "No need."

"I'll help you."

   One sentence stirred up waves, and Wen Hua looked at him in disbelief.

"don't want."

   "I want it." Xi Mo unscrewed the bottle cap slowly and unhurriedly, picked up some ointment with his fingertips, and stared at her peacefully with his black eyes, "I am the culprit, so I should come."

   "I have my own hands, I don't need you...you go to work!"

   "Yesterday, I didn't know how to be sympathetic, so I punished me to give you medicine."

   Penalty?

  He calls this punishment?

  Wen Hua huddled under the quilt and looked at him warily.

   Can he still be a restrained and noble overlord?

  Why can he say such things with a serious look now.

   It’s just a conversation, I didn’t write anything, please release it for me

  (end of this chapter)