Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Indeed, as like as two peas, the dish was made by the mysterious man last time, the same as he did. Even if he didn't answer, he seemed to be sure that the man was really Nangong Jue.

I don't know what mood it is.

After eating, Qian Xi plans to go to bed. Nangong Jue also goes upstairs.

In the corridor, he was always behind her.

Shallow Xi stopped to stop a pace: "you how to follow me all the time."

"Who said I followed you."

Qian Xi continued to walk forward and stopped at his door. Nangong Jue stopped in front of her next door: "you live in this room."

"What's the matter?"

"No, I wish you a good dream." Wind shallow Xi opened the door back to his bedroom, summer elder sister how to Nangong Jue arranged in the next room. Ah

Forget it. That's it.

After washing, she went to bed, but couldn't sleep. Three months of quiet, after all, was broken, and, in a trance, he really seems to know him from the new.

He is cold, but his heart is not cold.

He is overbearing, but he knows how to respect people.

And

He was so gentle, even though his tenderness was never revealed, it was deeply felt. He didn't say he was hungry, but he knew it. Even he didn't notice that the killer around him didn't die, but he noticed that he was very careful? Again and again, again and again.

The more I think about her, the more difficult it is.

Unable to sleep, she took out her mobile phone, turned on the music, put the mobile phone in her ear, and amplified the sound of the music, so that she could not think about those messy things.

I'm going to sleep.

"Kowtow, kowtow"

"Kowtow, kowtow"

Like someone knocked on her door?

After turning off the music and listening to it quietly, someone really knocked on her door. She got out of bed and walked over in her slippers. When she opened the door, she saw Nangong Jue leaning against the doorframe, looking drowsy and drowsy. It seemed that she didn't sleep well.

Shallow Xi by his that want to die not live of touch appearance: "you how?"

"I can't sleep."

"It's none of my business that I can't sleep. Why do you knock on my door in the middle of the night? "

"I can't sleep if you play the music so loud. If I don't knock on your door, who else will I knock on? " He said with a ferocious expression. It looks very painful.

Feng Qianxi took a breath. She knew that Nangong Jue was very angry when she got up. She didn't expect that she was so angry when she was sleepy: "I know. I know. It's because I can't sleep. I'll turn off the music later. Go to sleep. " She said, closing the door.

The door hasn't swung close yet.

He used one hand to support them: "since they can't sleep." He said lazily and came straight in.

She looked at him suspiciously: "if I can't sleep, I don't want to get up to play. Nangong Jue, you go back to your room to sleep."

He closed the door with one hand and picked up her arm with one hand: "then sleep together."

A few steps dragged her to the bed and fell down.

"Er... Nangong Jue, get up quickly, your hand is pressing me." She pushed him.

And he even fell on her bed, Han Han big sleep up, shallow Xi hard a side body, pushed him: "ah, Nangong Jue?"

It can't be true?

fell asleep?

He fell asleep in my room?

How sleepy this guy is. Qian Xi finally got up from the pressure of his big hand and was so depressed that he didn't want to continue thinking about him before playing music. Who knows that he just occupied his own bed!

Shallow Xi turned over to sit up, want to jump down from the bed, make oneself can sleep sofa only.

Just about to get out of bed, she found her pajamas dragged by her.

Turning around, she tried to break off his fingers, but he was very hard, I broke, I broke, it is not broken, or she took off her clothes?

No... what if he just opens his eyes at this time? He can't do anything in Nangong.

Tangled for a while, she lay on the edge of the bed, clearly before very spirit, but now, and sleepy to death, even if the posture is not correct, but still so fell asleep.

The waist is so sour, the back is so painful, and the sleeping posture really determines a person's sleep treatment. As a result, she didn't sleep well all night.

The next day, I went downstairs with my waist pole.

"Qian Xi, are you ok?" Li Xia saw that her head was askew and her waist was twisted like Mahua. She was worried.

"Nothing." Words fall, she doesn't forbid the eye Piao one eye to follow the South Temple absolute, want to kill him with the eye.

Nangong Jue just as did not see her eyes, glanced to one side, as if nothing had happened.

This hateful man! Feng Qianxi looked at his indifferent, high hanging pattern, palm increased strength, if he had not occupied her bed yesterday, she as for twisted lying on the bedside to sleep!

"Come down for dinner. I'll get Xiao bad up." Li Xia set up the dishes and chopsticks, and then went upstairs in a hurry.

Qian Xi and Nangong Jue go to the dining table and sit down. She doesn't speak. She looks depressed and complains. She lowers her head and begins to eat. I don't care about him.

Right now.

The wind small bad lazily get up, walk down that moment, small eyes a turn, immediately fell on the person next to Mommy, wiped his eyes, is he up too early, so dazzled?

He rubbed his eyes again, and his eyes lit up: "isn't this uncle Shuai? WOW! What a handsome uncle! " Shouting, he ran down the stairs.

Then he rushed to Nangong Jue's feet with a lunge: "ah! Uncle Shuai, why are you here? "

"I'll stay here for the time being." Nangong Jue bent down and held up his whole body with the wind small bad creak nest.

"Great, then I can play with Uncle Shuai." Feng Xiao can't close his mouth with a bad smile. He really wants to see Uncle Shuai. At last, he can play together again. Mommy is so compassionate!

Shallow Xi is eating meal, did not raise a head, but use the remaining light of canthus to see this pair of father and son, can't help but think of Mu Qianchen and her words.

Nangong had known for a long time that xiaobad was his son, but he never exposed it.

In fact, their father and son's feelings look really good like this. Xiao bad also likes Nangong Jue very much. If it's true, as mu Qianchen said, it means that all the decision-making rights and choices are here.

It's just

The wind shallow Xi suppresses own idea, does not pay attention to.

"Sister Xia, send Xiao bad to school today." She seldom sent Xiao bad to school. She got up early today, thanks to Nangong Jue sleeping in her bed.

On the way to school.

Small bad pulled shallow Xi's sleeve: "Mommy, Mommy."

"What for?"