The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

The door closed with a bang, inside and outside the door, two worlds, and the rain outside seemed to be a little less, but the sound of rain hitting the window could still be heard.How many people's sights have been blurred, and the night continues to look like a blur.

The sky lightened slightly, and in the morning, the air washed by the rain was extraordinarily fresh. However, there was always some mist in the air, and Xiang Qinglan half-opened his eyes, which was still not suitable for celebrating this kind of situation. With the sudden light, the biological clock told her that it was time to get up.

However, it seemed that she was too tired. She turned around and closed her eyes again. In fact, she really wanted to sleep for a while, but she knew that she still had work to do, otherwise, she would have to drink the northwest wind up.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide, as if she remembered something, and quickly looked to the other side of the bed, but saw a magnified face, and a pair of light green eyes just like that Staring at her, the man she picked up last night,

The man just stared at her fixedly. He didn't know when he woke up, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at her. His emerald green eyes were as clean as a deep lake, not like a man looking at a woman. The look in his eyes is like a child looking at his elders.

"Sister," maturely with a hoarse voice, when he said this address, Xiang Qinggang was stunned for a moment, what was he calling her, sister?

"Sister, I'm hungry," the man pursed his lips, his green eyes looked at Xiang Qinglan with aggrieved eyes, he put his hands under the quilt and rubbed his stomach, and Xiang Qinggang seemed to be able to hear his stomach rumbling sound,

She blinked her eyes involuntarily, sat up, and put her hand on the man's forehead. His fever has subsided, but, with his appearance, it seems to be. .

Retarded?

She opened her mouth wide, but she was still unable to make any sound as before.

"Sister," the man also sat up, his half-naked chest showed a healthy bronze skin, very shiny, and his face also showed signs of mixed race, very handsome, compared to those male models on TV It's not inferior at all, and now that he doesn't know anyone, he instinctively wants to grab this warmth.

Xiang Qinggang pursed his lips and patted a man on the shoulder, but the man sat on the bed nervously as if he understood something.

She went to the bed, changed her clothes in the bathroom, and when she came out, she found that the man's eyes had been watching her since she entered. She didn't know how smart he was now, but Xiang Qinglan had a feeling , he seemed to be extremely insecure, and couldn't help feeling a little more distressed for him.

The shrunken body of the man in the rain, the man who instinctively seeks warmth, may actually be just a child.

Child, she touched her belly. If her baby is still there, it will be more than five months now. However, there is nothing in this world. If it is lost, it is still lost.

Xiang Qinglan walked into the bathroom again, and took out the clothes that the man wore last night. They were indeed good shirts. This man might not be smart enough, but he might have gotten lost from home. a beggar.

It's just that his pair of shoes couldn't be worn anymore because they were soaked in rain. She took the clothes and went out, and put the clothes on the bed. She pointed to the clothes on the bed and smiled, but she didn't know Can he understand it.

She has not forgotten that she is actually a mute, a mute who cannot speak.

The man looked at the pile of clothes with some confusion. There were shirts and trousers. Although they were still the ones he was familiar with, they were washed very clean. He stretched out his hand, his fingers were very long and well-defined, and he felt like an artist. Very soft fabric, not like his.

He suddenly raised his head, "Did my sister ask me to wear this?" He asked strangely, but he didn't know why this beautiful and gentle woman didn't say a word to him.

Xiang Qinglan nodded and turned around. This is called Mo Lihu. In fact, she had already seen him all last night, but it was because of no choice.Although his current behavior and words are like a child who has not grown up, he is still a man.