Jiuye's little wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 158
At midnight, it was supposed to be time for sleeping, but Yan Ruoxue didn't feel sleepy at all.

As soon as you close your eyes, your brain is like a playback machine, flashing through the 'starry sky' over and over again.

The lips, tongue, and mouth also seemed to have memories, and there were constant tingling sensations.

The most terrible thing is that as soon as she returns to the bedroom, she can smell a familiar aroma of wine. She has never discovered before that her sense of smell is so sensitive.

Surrounded by the smell of wine, bursts of hotness grew in her body. After hastily feeding Uncle Jiu to drink water, she almost fled from the bedroom and hid in the study.

After a long time, the heat on his face subsided, and his heartbeat gradually returned to normal.

He let out a long breath, trying to send the chaotic memories out of his brain.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of scattered parts in the corner, and the words 'birthday gift' flashed through Yan Ruoxue's confused mind.

In order to make a perfect gift as soon as possible, but also somewhat evasive, Yan Ruoxue searched for tools and materials, walked towards the underground garage, and continued the unfinished experiment.

In the dark bedroom, the man lay quietly on the bed.

In the silent night, even the tiniest sound will become extremely clear.

"squeak……"

"boom!"

The sound of the security door opening and closing was heard clearly in the bedroom and into the man's ears.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

The man moved his fingertips, got up quickly, and dialed the phone.

"Follow her."

At this time, Yan Ruoxue was researching the battery in the garage. The busy and focused experiment made her temporarily forget everything. In the same building, Jun Wuyong was lying on the bed, staring at the door of the bedroom, from night to dawn.

The two immersed in their respective worlds are like two parallel lines, attracting each other without disturbing each other.

When people devote themselves to doing something, they often don't feel the passage of time.

If it wasn't for the constant borborygmus, maybe she wouldn't think of eating at all.

When the consciousness 'withdrew' from the study, Yan Ruoxue instantly remembered the incident of being caught secretly kissing Uncle Nine last night, although she still felt a little awkward, but she no longer blushed and her heart beat faster.

When she left the garage and walked to the door of the house, Yan Ruoxue suddenly felt guilty.

Didn't return all night... If Uncle Jiu asked her where she went, how would she answer?

Lingering at the door for a long time, after typing countless manuscripts, Yan Ruoxue opened the lock hesitantly.

The house was quiet, and she didn't see Uncle Jiu, so Yan Ruoxue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Gu..."

I wanted to go to the kitchen to cook quietly, but my unsatisfied stomach kept 'tweeting'.

He hurriedly looked towards the bedroom.

Subconsciously held his breath and concentrated, not daring to make a sound.

The closed door did not move at all, Yan Ruoxue's eyes were fixed on the door without blinking, feeling both nervous and expectant.

Time passed and there was silence all around.

"Gu..."

The 'ear-piercing' bowel sounds sounded, Yan Ruoxue rubbed her belly, and walked quietly towards the kitchen.

The faint smell of food poured into Yan Ruoxue's nostrils along the air.

"Gu..."

The 'deafening' bowel sounds could not be stopped like thunder.

On the dining table, a brightly colored post-it note is extremely eye-catching.

'Xue'er, I'm going to work, breakfast is in the thermos box, remember to eat. '

Looking at the handwriting on the note, for some reason, Yan Ruoxue felt a sense of loss in her heart, and she couldn't explain why.

Shaking her head, Yan Ruoxue took a deep breath to drive away her depression.

Green vegetables, white and tender buns, delicious fish soup, and neatly arranged fruits.

The smell of food spread in the air, stimulating her taste buds all the time, tempting her to taste it quickly.

Someone prepared such a sumptuous breakfast for him, logically speaking, he should be happy, but Yan Ruoxue's brows gradually frowned, and her lips were tightly pursed.

Not to mention anything else, this bowl of delicious fish soup needs to be simmered for a long time.

What time did Uncle Jiu get up?
After he woke up, did he look for her?
If she didn't return all night, would he be worried?

Will he feel uneasy?

Will his condition worsen?
All kinds of guesses have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and it is overwhelming.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Ruoxue kept telling herself to calm down, calm down.

A few seconds later, there was a "beep" sound. It turned out that just now, she had dialed Jun Wuyong's phone number.

"I saved breakfast, see?"

On the phone, the man's voice was low and warm, without any trace of anger or anxiety.

Yan Ruoxue's heart is at ease.

"I saw it."

A burst of aroma penetrated into the nose, Yan Ruoxue felt a burst of hunger, "The fish soup is very delicious."

"Hmm. It's not suitable for seafood hot pot in the morning."

Seafood Hotpot?

Uncle Jiu cooks fish soup this morning because she said on the phone yesterday that she wants to eat seafood?

So, he got up early today to cook soup for her?

Really silly can.

Her vision became blurred, and the corners of Yan Ruoxue's mouth curled up slightly, "Fish soup is better than seafood hot pot."

"If you like it, I'll do it someday."

"it is good."

"The company has something to do, I may be on a business trip today." The deep voice sounded slightly different from usual.

"Business trip?" Yan Ruoxue frowned, "When will you be back?" Tomorrow is Uncle Jiu's birthday, how could he be on a business trip at this time?

"I will come back as soon as possible." Jun Wuyong tightened his hand holding the phone, and told him softly, "These few days, eat well, go to bed early, and don't stay up late..." Don't go out, when the words come to his lips, Jun Wuyong suddenly No sound.

"Is there any gift you want?" Jun Wuyong's eyes drooped slightly. At this time, there was a photo on his desk.

The person in the photo is wearing a fox mask, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, he is confident and flamboyant, and the brilliant diamonds on his collarbone are shining brightly under the light.

Jun Wuyong's fingertips lightly brushed the diamond on the girl's chest in the photo, his eyes were dim.

"I want you to come back soon."

Jun Wuyong's fingertips stopped suddenly, "Okay."

"If you can come back soon...I'll give you a present."

In an instant, Jun Wuyong narrowed his eyes, "What gift is it?"

"Secret, in short, if you want a gift, come back early."

Before Jun Wuyong could speak, a 'beep' sound suddenly sounded on the phone, indicating that someone hung up the phone.

At this time, the door of the office was pushed open.

I saw an old man in a Chinese tunic suit with piercing eyes leading two burly men to the desk, bowed slightly to Jun Wuyong with a rigid and serious expression, and said, "Master Ninth, please You go back to the old house."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, two big men stepped forward, standing in front of Jun Wuyong, one on the left and the other on the right.

(End of this chapter)