Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Sleepy, she put down her cell phone and fell asleep.

The next morning.

The biological clock woke her up. The first thing Joan opened her eyes was to look at her cell phone.

Open wechat. It's empty.

No message.

The good night message sent to Mu Jingxi before he fell asleep last night did not reply.

I don't know whether he slept too early last night and didn't wake up until now, or... Saw it and didn't want to reply to her at all?

She got up to wash, ate breakfast and immediately went to the scientific research room.

She thought that Mu Jingxi would be as angry this time as before. She would come back after calming down for a few days.

Until... The third night, a woman answered his phone.

"Hello?"

A timid voice came from the mobile phone.

It clearly reminded Joan that this was not auditory hallucination, but really that a woman answered his phone.

"Who are you?"

There was a moment of silence before he whispered, "Joanne, it's me."

Han Xintong?!

How could it be her?

Joan is sure that she is calling Mu Jingxi. Why is Han Xintong the one who answered the phone?

They... How could they be together so late?

She leaned on the sofa, closed her eyes and breathed deeply. "Where's my husband?"

"Do you say Mu Shao?"

At the other end of the mobile phone came the voice of learning about the soso. After a while, Han Xintong called Mu Shao. A few seconds later, her sorry voice came, "I'm really sorry. Mu Shao fell asleep."

"Han Xintong, I really want to know, how can my husband's mobile phone be in your hand?"

She was more curious about why they were together so late!

Mujingxi is still asleep?

Lonely men and women in the same room, and he's still asleep?

Han Xintong hesitated, "Joan, don't ask, okay?"

"Why, is it difficult for you to answer this question?"

"... you'd better ask Mu Shao. What he says is what he says."

With that, Han Xintong hung up the phone.

Joan's blood surged up and rushed to her head. She was black and almost fainted.

Holding her cell phone, she was short of breath, "Xia Lin."

"Miss Qiao, what's the matter with you?"

Xia Lin was having a hot night in the kitchen. When she heard her cry, she came out immediately.

I was frightened on the spot.

"Miss Qiao, are you not feeling well? Why is your face so bad? "

He had only been in the kitchen for a few minutes. Why did she look so pale?

"Don't be busy. Let's go out now."

"Where are you going?"

Qiao an clenched his teeth and said, "find Mu Jingxi."

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In the senior club, Jiang Xun returned to the private room with Jiejiu soup. As soon as he opened the door, he collided with Han Xintong.

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Xun's tone is not good.

Han Xintong pulled the collar to cover the traces on her body. Her eyes dodged and bit her lip, "... Please give way."

Jiang Xun looked her up and down. Her clothes were messy, her makeup was spent, and her lipstick was... In a mess.

There are many clear kiss marks on the neck.

The skirt on the body was torn by violence and hung loosely on the body, covering the body in embarrassment.

Jiang Xun's heart sank suddenly and looked into the private room.

The handsome and decadent man leaned back on the sofa, with a woman's lipstick on his face, his shirt full of wrinkles, and his trousers chain half open

This scene can tell what just happened at a glance.