Prosperity and luxury: Madam is crazy

Chapter 251

Mu Qing went back to her room, lay on the bed sprawled all over, tossing and turning in her chest, scratching her heart and lungs.

Why is Mu Yeqin here? If he doesn't come today, it will still be...

she was.

Mu Qing turned over and grabbed the quilt, pulled the pillow over and pulled...

Ahhh, annoying, Mu Qingshen sat up and went downstairs to drink water.

As soon as he went out, he saw a person lying on the opposite door. Mu Qingshen walked over quietly and said "Hello".

Xiao Yu was startled, jumped back and waved his hand, "Die, why did you suddenly appear behind this person?"

"what are you doing?"

Xiao Yu pouted, "Nothing."

"Stop talking nonsense," Mu Qing imitated her appearance, and put her ear on the door, "Let me listen, what are you overhearing..."

Can't hear anything.

Mu Qing stared deeply at the door panel, needless to say who was inside, at this point, he should be taking a shower.

Mu Qingshen stretched his arms across the door panel, propped one hand on the door frame, and half-thumped her, "Xiao Yu, tell brother, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I said I don't do anything," Xiao Yu was a little anxious, stomping her feet, her tone was quite aggressive, and she seemed to have no confidence, "What are you doing here? Don't you think it's inappropriate for you to be here?"

"What, why am I sticking here, hey, I'm your younger brother, this is Sister Qianmo's house, hey hey hey——"

Mu Qingshen was forcefully dragged downstairs by Xiao Yu, and then pushed him out of the door with a "slap".

Mu Qingshen, who was almost hit by the door panel on the bridge of his nose: "..."

"Sister, open the door, sister..."

Xiao Yu ignored the knock on the door and turned to go upstairs.

Hmph, go find your wallpaper girl, don't bother your sister and me!

A cool breeze blew in from the corridor, and Mu Qing shivered suddenly, rubbing his hands against the other arm.

Mu Qing lowered his head and took a look at himself, and he was kicked out with just a pair of big pants, staring at the motionless door panel, couldn't help cursing, it was so cruel.

Unable to do so, he knocked on the door of the girl on his wallpaper opposite.

It didn't take long for the door to open, and a man wearing only a vest and big pants appeared in front of him. Fu Xi lost his brainstem for a few seconds.

"you you……"

Fu Xi turned her eyes away immediately, her cheeks secretly became hot.

"Little friend, I was kicked out, can I stay at your house for a night?" Mu Qing's eyes were eager, drooping eyelids, pursed mouth, a little pitiful.

Fu Xi glanced at him quickly, and couldn't bear it, but, but, courtesy, justice and shame came first, and she said in the kindest voice: "You are a big man, how can you live in my house, or, why don't you go to school to sleep ..."

Mu Qing lowered his head sadly, "Do you want me to go to school like this?"

Fu Xi fixed his eyes on him, and looked him up and down again. It was minus ten degrees outside, and he probably would have frozen into a popsicle before school, right?

Mu Qing was trembling faintly, and Fu Xi could still vaguely hear the sound of his teeth clinking.

Compared with the previous days when it was dozens of degrees below zero, and shirtless and doing cold training, this coldness is nothing, Mu Qingshen is just acting it out.

"Little friend, after all, I've helped you so many times, why are you so cruel?"

Mu Qing hugged her arms deeply, so cold that she was about to cry.

The soft spot of Fu Xi's heart was poked at once, and the etiquette, righteousness and shame were left behind, "Then you come in..."

Mu Qing snickered inwardly, her face full of gratitude.

-

Melbourne's alleys are very lively at night, the red brick roads, especially restaurants, coffee shops and other places where there are a lot of people, and the bars are full of wine.

A dark figure ran out of a deep alley, all the way to the banks of the Yarra River.

This side is not like an alley, but the buildings beside the river are brightly lit, reflecting the quiet river.

The hotel built on the river bank is even more peaceful. In a suite, only the bathroom is lit, and the room is dim and dark. Oh, and the neon and moonlight outside the window hide the outline of things.

In the haze, a figure at the end of the bed unbuttoned his bathrobe. He had just come out of the bath. As soon as he took off the bathrobe, he felt chilly instantly. He couldn't help coughing twice.
He already had a cold, his throat was hoarse, and he felt like he was smoking. He took two cold medicines today, but it didn't seem to get better.

Well, what happens if you don't wear long johns.

The pajamas were put on his body, and he tied the belt by feeling. Suddenly, his neck felt cold, and a knife, shining in the dark night, rested on his neck.

The breath behind him was warm, he was held hostage, and the next second: "Call!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, the voice...

The blade pierced the skin, and she threatened coldly: "Should I scream? Don't tell me to kill you!"

"Hey, yell, yell... Heroine, please forgive me..."

She frowned. Why is this voice so familiar?

One second, two seconds... She didn't wait for him to call, she was angry, and waved her hand...

"What do you call it?"

Her hand stopped in the air, and she kicked his ass, "Can't you make a bed?!"

He fell face down, straight on the bed, and then the quilt was covered. She nimbly got in, bent her knees against his back, and the knife hit his neck again accurately.

Looking from the outside, a small hill rises, and the artistic conception is full.

"Ah~ah~..."

A voice came from the bed, a man's voice.

The dangerous aura approaching in the dark night stopped when he heard the footsteps, and whispered in the bed:
"Woman, I, can I call you that, okay?..."

"Stop talking nonsense, call again!"

"Ah~..."

The tone is husky, just right.

His dark eyes were deep, more dangerous than the breath outside.

He suddenly pinched her waist with his backhand, and she couldn't help but groan.

Crispy and soft, like a kitten crying in spring.

At that moment, his heartbeat was as fast as a derailed roller coaster.

She was the one who tortured people like a spirit last time, and this time it was her.

She became angry from embarrassment, and really wanted to kill this dog man!

It was stuffy and hot in the bed, the temperature kept rising, he moved around, she stopped him, the quilt rolled up and down, the people outside looked at each other, did not stop, and retreated.

The danger dissipated, the quilt was raised, touching the outside air, both of them couldn't help breathing heavily.

She raised her hand, wanting to knock the man unconscious with a palm, but she didn't let go of her half-empty hand.

What's the matter with that bit of unbearable feeling in my heart?Her eyebrows became tighter and tighter.

what is she doingWhy was there no movement for a long time?
He wanted to look back, but she said, "If you dare to look back, I'll kill you."

He obediently lay on his stomach, not daring to move anymore.

In the end, he gave him another kick on the buttocks, and escaped through the window.

He turned his face, and her disappearing figure just fell into his eyes.

-

"what!"

While taking a shower, there was a sudden power outage, the whole house was dark, and there was a sudden scream in the bathroom.

The soundproofing of the room was good, and the sound did not come out of the door, but the people downstairs still rushed upstairs and slapped on the door, "Fu Xi, don't be afraid of Fu Xi, I'm outside—"

She heard a knock on the door. By the way, Mu Qingshen was still outside, and Fu Xi felt a little more at ease.

(End of this chapter)