Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

Yu shaomo used to deal with documents upstairs, but always felt that Aunt Liu would go up and report to him later: Mo Shao, Miss Ning has left.

I just came downstairs to make sure she hadn't left.

The maid brought up the dinner. Ning Qiao put down the ice bag and ate quietly.

Yu shaomo picked up his chopsticks and glanced at Qian's still swollen face. The eagle's eyes flashed a fleeting killing intention.

After dinner, Aunt Liu arranged Ning Qiaoqiao in Yu shaomo's bedroom. Ning Qiaoqiao refused to enter the door and asked to change the room.

"Which room do you want if you don't live in this room?" Aunt Liu took it for granted that Ning Qiao should live with Yu shaomo.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Aunt Liu seriously: "Aunt Liu, Yu shaomo and I are not that kind of relationship now. I'd better go to the guest room."

"Then you have to ask Mo Shao. If Mo Shao agrees, you'll stay in the guest room."

Aunt Liu then turned and left.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked helplessly at Aunt Liu's back, turned and walked to the guest room on the other side of the corridor, reached out to turn the door handle and open the door.

I can't screw it!

The room door is locked!

Ning Qiao looked at the locked door depressed and went to other rooms to try. He still couldn't open it.

There's no way. Ning Qiao can only go back to Yu shaomo's bedroom.

When I opened the door, the furnishings inside remained the same as when she left, but the dresser was gone, just like a single man's room.

Ning Qiao looked around, turned on the TV and sat on the sofa. He planned to wait for Yu shaomo to go back to his room and tell him she was going to stay in the guest room.

Time passed minute by minute. In the quiet room, there was only the sound of TV. Ning Qiaoqiao took a look at the time. Yu shaomo hasn't come back yet.

She shrunk on the sofa, changed her posture, moved her numb arms, held her head and continued to wait.

……

When Yu shaomo returned to his room, he was stunned, stared at Ning Qiao lying on the sofa, frowned and asked Aunt Liu to come up.

With a gloomy face, he asked, "why is she here?"

Aunt Liu was stunned. Doesn't Mo Shao like Miss Ning living in the bedroom?

"Mo Shao, I'll ask Miss Ning to have a rest in the guest room right away."

Aunt Liu respectfully said that she was going to call Ning Qiao.

Yu shaomo glanced at Ning Qiao: "no need."

Aunt Liu took a step, turned her head, looked at Yu shaomo in amazement, lowered her head and said, "yes, Mo Shao, I'll go down first."

Aunt Liu took the bedroom door. Yu shaomo stood at the door for a while before raising her feet and walking towards Ning Qiao. The eagle stared at her darkly.

The remote control has fallen to the ground, and Ning Qiao's petite body shrinks on the sofa.

There was an air conditioner in the room. She had nothing covered. The little fist on her cheek seemed very cold and held it tightly.

Yu shaomo stared at Ning Qiao for a while, turned to the bedroom, took the quilt and covered it for her.

……

The next day.

The early morning sun came in through the window. Ning Qiao, who was sleeping on the sofa, frowned, opened his eyes sleepily and turned over.

Dong!

"Ah!"

Ning Qiao cried out in pain, covered his head, sat down from the ground and looked around in confusion!

She fell off the sofa. Although her body didn't hurt much, her forehead hit the tea table and her tears came out.

"You can fall down even when you sleep. You can be a little more stupid!"

A low voice suddenly sounded in the bedroom. Ning Qiao fiercely looked behind him.

Yu shaomo came out of the bathroom in a black bathrobe, holding a towel in his big hand, wiping his hair while walking. It seems that he has just taken a bath.

Ning Qiaoqiao reacted. She was still in Yu shaomo's bedroom.

Ignoring Yu shaomo, Ning Qiao disguised his head and looked at the sofa behind him.

"You slept like a dead pig last night! No matter how good my interest is! "

Yu shaomo mocks Ning Qiao with a venomous tongue.

“……”

You're the dead pig!

Her body really didn't feel like that afterwards. Ning Qiaoqiao glared at Yu shaomo fiercely, got up from the ground and walked towards the bathroom.

After washing his face, Ning Qiao looked at the still swollen half of his face in the mirror and narrowed his eyes.

The still clear fingerprints on it reminded her of how insulted she had been.

Out of the bathroom, there was no Yu shaomo in the bedroom, and Ning Qiaoqiao also walked downstairs.

Walking down the stairs, Ning Qiaoqiao felt that the atmosphere was wrong. Looking down, he saw Yu shaomo, who had just been in the bedroom, sitting on the sofa with his long legs lying idly together in the hall on the first floor.

There were several people standing in front of him, and the back of one of them made Ning Qiao feel familiar.

Ning Qiaoqiao came down from upstairs and heard footsteps. Everyone standing in the hall turned to see her, including the woman who Ning Qiaoqiao thought looked familiar.

It's Zhao Meihua!

Ning Qiao immediately frowned and looked at her coldly: "Why are you here?"

“……”

Zhao Meihua, who did evil in front of Ning Qiao without mercy, dared not speak!

"Come here." Yu shaomo stares at Ning Qiao.

Ning Qiao frowned, looked around and walked towards Yu shaomo.

She understood that Zhao Meihua should have been kidnapped by Yu shaomo.

Yu shaomo didn't pull Ning Qiao into his arms as before, but stared at her and said, "how she hit you, you take it back!"

Ning Qiao was shocked and turned to Zhao Meihua.

"Ningqiao! How dare you! "

Even though she was afraid of Yu shaomo, Zhao Meihua couldn't help scolding Ning Qiao now.

In her eyes, Ning Qiao has always been bullied by her. How can she do it to her!

Ning Qiao looked at Zhao Meihua, coldly hooked the lower lip corner, raised his head and slapped Zhao Meihua on the face!

Yu shaomo has sent people to people. Why doesn't she fight!

Ning Qiaoqiao's palm was numb, and Zhao Huarong also stepped back and couldn't stand stably.

"You dare to hit me! Ningqiao, you little bitch! "

Zhao Meihua wanted to rush over and hit Ning Qiao, but she didn't see where it was and was directly held down by the bodyguard on one side!

Ning Qiaoqiao stepped over and slapped hard again!

"You bully me!"

"Instigate your daughter to punish me!"

"Don't let ran Guotao give me money. I want to die!"

"Beat me and scold me!"

Slap after slap.

Ning Qiaoqiao's eyes are red and her mind is full of gratitude and resentment between her and Zhao Meihua's mother and daughter over the years. Her hands have been dominated by hatred and can't stop at all!

Zhao Meihua spits blood foam out of her mouth.

Yu shaomo looked at Ning Qiaoqiao's slender back, raised his eyebrows, and picked up today's financial newspaper in a pleasant slap.

Tired of playing, Ning Qiaoqiao stopped to have a rest and stared at Zhao Meihua fiercely.

"Little bitch!" After being beaten, Zhao Meihua stared at Ning Qiao fiercely.