Bidong school grass adults

Chapter 296
The petite, weak and warm body was in Mu Qinghe's arms. He had hugged many women before, but the inconspicuous girl in front of him felt different from them.

Maybe it's because I eat too much delicacies, and occasionally I feel that simple food is more palatable?
Mu Qinghe smiled and shook his head and hugged her horizontally. The large nightgown slid directly to the side, revealing half of the crisp shoulders. He just glanced at her faintly and then turned his eyes back to her sleepy face. .

"It's much heavier than before. How much wine and food did you drink this night?" He carried Jiang Xiaoyu to the guest room on the second floor with some difficulty.

"Hmm..." It was Jiang Xiaoyu Mengyu who answered him.

The huge villa made Mu Qinghe feel warm for the first time.

After putting her on, he gently covered her stomach with a thin blanket. The weather is still very hot, and he was afraid that she would wake up in the middle of the night.

"You're tired today, take a good rest." Mu Qinghe sat on the edge of her bed and stared at her for a while, then reached out and touched her cheek, his eyes showed a tenderness that he hadn't even noticed.

"Hmm..." Jiang Xiaoyu closed her eyes tightly, panting slightly.

She is really tired, she wants to have a good sleep tonight, and forget all those troubles.

After Mu Qinghe tidied up the pajamas on her shoulders, she walked out of the room.

He did approach Jiang Xiaoyu with some intentions, but that didn't mean he would take advantage of others' dangers. It was fine to play tricks in the city, but he still had his own bottom line principles.

The clothes in the bathroom were placed in a mess. After Mu Qinghe went in, he felt a little uncomfortable. When he was with women before, they would be cleaned up by maids or by themselves. Let him, a big man, clean up these things, or let him clean them up. He was embarrassed.

In the end he didn't touch the clothes on the hanger.

While drenched in the rain, he thought, these days he needs to find a woman to solve his physical needs, he has lost interest in his maids or those female stars, and a few days ago there happened to be a money-worshiping girl who wanted to climb on him Climb, then just give her a chance.

Mu Qinghe reached out to turn off the rain switch, and sneered into the air: "Yue Xiaoxiao..."

After cleaning, he returned to the second floor, stood at the door of the guest room and wanted to take another look at Jiang Xiaoyu, but in the end he stopped, turned around and went back to his bedroom, where he sat on the small sofa on the small balcony to read a book.

It was still early, for Jiang Xiaoyu she needed to rest, but for Mu Qinghe she was not sleepy, and Xu Yiyang had the same idea.

After finishing the event, he asked the driver to go back to Xu's house, but he was told that Jiang Xiaoyu never came back, and no one answered her phone calls or text messages. When he wanted to call and ask Meng Lu, he ended up Without dialing the number, Meng Lu wanted Jiang Xiaoyu to leave him now, so how could she tell Jiang Xiaoyu's whereabouts.

She didn't see her until after dinner, and he finally found out from Dawei that the last person Jiang Xiaoyu got along with was Mu Qinghe.

He thought the two of them had gone to a restaurant for dinner, but he didn't expect that when he called Jiang Xiaoyu again, he would pick up the phone, and it was at his home.

Especially when he heard from the conversation between Mu Qinghe and Jiang Xiaoyu that she was not forced to go there at all, but was taking a bath, his whole body seemed to be poured with cold water, and then all kinds of panic, fear, There is also a feeling of oppressive pain in the heart.

Seeing the time passing by, Jiang Xiaoyu didn't return to Xu's house, he could already guess that she must be with Mu Qinghe tonight.

He couldn't help but walked into Jiang Xiaoyu's room, sat on her bed, looked at the big bed where the two of them had been intimate, and his heart felt like it was going to explode.

"It turns out that it is such an unacceptable feeling to see the person I like with others... She has endured it silently for so long, and it is really embarrassing for her..." Xu Yiyang muttered to himself, his whole body limp On the bed screen, staring at the ceiling lamp in a daze.

The pain in his heart came to him one after another. He used to firmly believe that feelings were not necessary, but now it seemed that he really couldn't lose such a thing he had always looked down upon.

The mobile phone in his pocket was in the whole building, his eyes immediately lit up, and Jiang Xiaoyu's silly face appeared in his mind, but when he took out the mobile phone, the caller ID showed Liu Yunting instead of her.

Without any hesitation, he hung up the phone directly. How much he was looking forward to it just now, but now he is so disappointed.

Xu Yiyang couldn't help laughing, it's really a turn of events, and now he has completely tasted the feeling of heartache.

In the middle of the night, Mu Qinghe was awakened by the urge to urinate, rubbed his eyes and walked to the first floor. When he turned on the night light next to the stairs, he saw a figure huddled on the sofa in the living room through the faint orange light.

The drowsiness was immediately dispelled, and he walked downstairs vigilantly, the figure on the sofa huddled there motionless.

After he walked in and had a better look, he found that Jiang Xiaoyu was hugging the big baby, curled up in a ball, lying sideways on the sofa.

"Xiao Yu?" His hanging heart finally let go, and he walked over to call her softly.

But she didn't pay attention to him, and she didn't know if she fell asleep.

"Xiao Yu? Why are you here?" Mu Qinghe squatted in front of her, looking at her through the faint light, but her face was buried in the doll, only her shoulders were trembling.

He felt something was wrong, reached out to touch her but found that her whole body was hot, and immediately prepared to hug her up.

"Senior Mu...I'm fine..." Jiang Xiaoyu's voice was hoarse and nasal.

"Are you crying?" His hands stopped in the air.

"It's okay... I'm just a little sad..." She still pressed her face inside the doll.

Mu Qinghe was worried that she would catch cold if she stayed here, so he hesitated for a while before picking her up and walking upstairs.

"Why did you run into the living room?" He quickly walked to the second floor.

"I don't know..." Even in his arms, Jiang Xiaoyu was still shrunk into a ball.

"Are you sober?" Mu Qinghe asked tentatively.

"I'm not drunk..."

Hearing her answer, Mu Qinghe sighed, as long as he said he wasn't drunk, he must still be drunk.

He stopped at the door of the guest room. If she continued to sleep alone, no one knew if she would run into the living room later.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to take Jiang Xiaoyu back to his bedroom.

After turning on the warm light in the room, orange light warmed the room. Jiang Xiaoyu was lying on Mu Qinghe's huge bed, still curled up holding the doll.

"Your body is very hot, you must have a fever." Mu Qinghe sighed and took out the antipyretic medicine from the drawer, poured another cup of hot water and put it on the bedside table.

"I'm fine." Jiang Xiaoyu said in a low voice.

When Mu Qinghe was thinking about how to coax her to drink the medicine, he suddenly remembered another thing, immediately put down the medicine in his hand and reached out to take Jiang Xiaoyu's nightgown off his waist.

I don't know if she was too tired or because she was drunk, but she didn't resist.

As he expected, the bruise on Jiang Xiaoyu's back hadn't disappeared yet, so he quickly found trauma ointment from the small medicine box and applied it on her.

When his fingers touched her hot skin, Mu Qinghe only felt that the anger in his heart was getting stronger.

"Senior Mu, I feel so uncomfortable..." Jiang Xiaoyu lay there motionless on his side, and suddenly said.

"Sadness is also a kind of human emotion, and it will accompany a person for a lifetime." Mu Qinghe forced himself to remain calm.

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't make another sound. After a long time, Mu Qinghe checked her situation and found that she had fallen asleep again.

"You girl... are you really... not wary of people? Are you not afraid that I will bully you now?" Mu Qinghe seemed to be talking to her, more like talking to himself.

After helping her apply the ointment, Mu Qinghe looked at her distressed back, reached out and put her nightgown back on, then turned off the light and slept on the sofa in the room.

He looked at the ink-colored hollow, and his heart couldn't calm down. In fact, he really wanted to hold her in his arms, but he knew very well that he didn't do such a thing when Jiang Xiaoyu was unconscious. He hoped that Jiang Xiaoyu would take her with her. Hug her with joy.

This girl... No wonder Xu Yiyang fell in love with her. Unexpectedly, even his feelings for her began to be different.Mu Qinghe fell asleep in a daze, and smiled in his dream.

Jiang Xiaoyu had already entered a deep sleep, but her tears kept flowing, and she murmured in her sleep: "Xu Yiyang..."

Her ethereal voice merged with the black night sky, and no one heard it.

When she woke up in the morning, Jiang Xiaoyu sat on the bed in a daze. She was very unfamiliar with the surrounding environment. Before she fully recovered her consciousness, a pair of warm palms touched her forehead.

"Fortunately, I don't have a fever." Mu Qinghe poured out the glass of water that had cooled down yesterday, refilled a glass of warm water and handed it to her.

Jiang Xiaoyu took the quilt subconsciously, looked at Mu Qinghe who was smiling harmlessly in front of him, and finally had some reaction: "Senior Mu?"

"Huh?" He was also drinking water from a cup. "A glass of water on an empty stomach in the morning is good for the stomach."

Jiang Xiaoyu continued to look at him in a daze, only feeling that her eyes were swollen and sore. She had many doubts, but for a while she didn't know where to start.

"This is my private residence. You were drunk yesterday, but you said you didn't want to see Xu Yiyang, and I was worried about leaving you in the hotel, so I brought you here." Mu Qinghe said in advance before she could speak. Explanation.

Of course, what he said was all made up.

"Did I...drunk yesterday?" Jiang Xiaoyu's head began to recall slowly, the memory was in a mess, and she needed some time to sort it out.

Mu Qinghe didn't look at her, but walked to the balcony, turned his back to her and kindly reminded: "Your nightgown."

After tossing and turning the nightgown last night, the large nightgown had already slipped down on both sides, exposing large shoulders. Embarrassment and shyness immediately appeared on Jiang Xiaoyu's face, and she hurriedly arranged the nightgown, feeling flustered and anxious.

(End of this chapter)