Meeting my ex-husband again, warm to the bone

Chapter 85
Xi Muyao buried his head under the pillow, and used the soft pillow to cover his ears to isolate the annoying voice.

It's just that the people outside the door never gave up, Xi Muyao finally couldn't help throwing the soft pillow on his head out,
Xi Muyao sat up, shook his dizzy head, stood up lightly, and put on a pajamas.

Xi Muyao was pinching his temples with a splitting headache, and the anger of being disturbed while sleeping ignited into a raging rage in his chest. Xi Muyao unscrewed the door lock, opened the door violently, and roared, "What are you doing!" But seeing Lu Qingli was quietly Standing at the door, his hand was still in the air, as if he was about to ring the doorbell.

Xi Muyao coughed heavily twice. He yelled too loudly just now, his voice was hoarse, and his throat was swollen and sore.

Lu Qingli looked at the bandages on his body which had been removed at some point, and the hands and arms exposed from the clothes could still be seen with hideous scars, scabs had already formed, although they hadn't fallen off yet.

Xi Muyao didn't expect that she would find this place so quickly, so he stood in place in surprise, grabbed the door, and didn't move away.

Lu Qingli pointed at the door with his finger, smiled unnaturally, and asked, "Is it convenient to go in?"

Xi Muyao unconsciously looked in the direction she pointed, and said coldly, "It's not convenient. If you have anything to say, just talk about it here."

Seeing Lu Qingli, Xi Muyao couldn't help but think of what happened when she stayed at Mu Wenshu's house late at night yesterday.Ben had a headache and lacked energy all over his body. As a result, his face was full of displeasure and impatience.

The smile from the corner of Lu Qingli's mouth disappeared instantly, and she also frowned, and replied forcefully: "It's nothing, just to see if you are dead. It seems that I don't need to worry. Since you are not dead, I'll go first."

As soon as he finished speaking, without even rolling his eyes at Xi Muyao, Lu Qingli turned around and walked towards the elevator.

"Stop!" Xi Muyao ordered from behind, "Stop!"

Lu Qingli has always been a master who takes soft things rather than tough ones, so he was not afraid of Xi Muyao's majestic order, so he didn't even pause for a moment, and walked along with Xi Muyao before he had time to react, he had already stepped out of the door , directly grabbed Lu Qingli's arm.

Lu Qingli turned her head to look at Xi Muyao's hand on her arm with disgust, "Let go!"

Xi Muyao looked at his hands, he had done everything, he was afraid of something, so he simply pulled Lu Qingli and walked towards the door.

Lu Qingli was not as strong as him, and was still wearing high heels, afraid of being dragged down by him, so he followed him into the door step by step.

The door was slammed hard by Xi Muyao with a "bang", Xi Muyao grabbed Lu Qingli, pressed her against the wall at the entrance, looked at her fiercely, and asked, "Where did you go last night?" ?”

Lu Qingli's eyes flickered, and he yelled back without showing any weakness: "Where did you go last night?"

Xi Muyao's eyes narrowed dangerously, Lu Qingli was frightened, and expressed it in a more intense way, "Your waist is good! I can still run back here from the hospital? Didn't I do anything good last night?"

Lu Qingli glanced up and down at Xi Muyao contemptuously, "Isn't this good? You can't get out of bed, go to the bathroom? Can't carry a bowl to eat? Didn't you starve to death or suffocate you this night! "

Xi Muyao was even more angrily provoked by her series of sarcasm, he nodded, "I didn't do anything good?! Good! Good! Good! Lu Qingli, I'll let you see what good things I did!"

Xi Muyao grabbed her wrist and pulled her to look through every room, the living room, kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, all the doors were pushed open by Xi Muyao vigorously, and the door panels hit the wall with a "bang bang".

Xi Muyao exerted all his strength on his wrist, and threw Lu Qingli onto the bed with his wrist.

Xi Muyao completely ignored Lu Qingli's frantic appearance, and he no longer had the energy and attention to pay attention to and deal with Lu Qingli's emotions.

After coming out of the hospital yesterday, driving the window downstairs at Mu Wenshu's house, the cold wind blowing through the window all night, and smoking so much, the resistance is low, so it's no wonder he doesn't have a fever.

Xi Muyao's consciousness is already a little unconscious, he only thinks in his heart that this woman in front of him is his beloved woman, the wife he is marrying by Mingmei, and the biological mother of his son BOBO.

"Qingli, Lu Qingli?" Xi Muyao looked at Lu Qingli's pretty face, and called out obsessively.

Lu Qingli is now like fish on a chopping board, powerless to resist, letting others slaughter him.

It was morning, and a ray of bright light slipped in through the gap between the heavy curtains, hitting the wall to form a spot of light, swinging brightly up and down.

After an unknown amount of time, when Lu Qingli looked at the wall again, the light spots had long since disappeared.

Lu Qingli's body was hot, but his hands and feet were cold.

She slowly raised this cold and terrifying hand, and slapped Xi Muyao hard on the face.

Lu Qingli got up and went into the bathroom.

At first, the water in the shower was icy cold and poured directly on Lu Qingli's body. Lu Qingli shivered and hugged his arms tightly but did not leave.

Lu Qingli walked out of the bathroom barefoot. His original clothes were no longer in shape. Lu Qingli glanced casually and walked to the wardrobe in the bedroom.

After hesitating to look at Xi Muyao lying on the bed, he still opened the closet. There were only Xi Muyao's clothes in the closet, mostly suits, and only a few casual styles hanging on the side.

Lu Qingli took out a white shirt and a gray polo sweater, and took out a pair of washed blue jeans from a corner of the closet.

The long hem of the white shirt was tucked into the waist, and the gray open-neck sweater was worn loosely on the body, with the same loose jeans underneath, the trousers were rolled up a few times to expose the ankles.Lu Qingli dried her hair meticulously, casually draped it over her shoulders, and then threw the bath towel aside.

Lu Qingli crossed his arms and leaned against the closet door, looking at Xi Muyao on the bed expressionlessly. After a while, he walked over barefoot and kicked Xi Muyao.

Xi Muyao didn't respond.

(End of this chapter)