See You Tonight, My Evil Husband

Two hours later.

Jiang Shijin lay on the bed with soft limbs and blurred eyes. She stared at mu Xiaoran with a look of being loveless. She muttered, "is it a person? I don't know. I'm tired. Shit, I'm so tired."

As the saying goes, there are only tired cows and no ploughed fields.

But now, she really wants to ask: why Mao's words don't work for him.

She was tired into a dog, and he was still in high spirits and braver and braver.

Mu Xiaoran put on his snow-white shirt, put one hand in his pocket, poured a glass of water and handed it to her. He laughed: "your physical strength is too poor, but it doesn't matter. I'll practice it for you."

“……”

Jiang Shijin drank the water and threw a white eye because she really didn't have the strength to speak.

"You have a rest first."

Mu Xiaoran shook his head, put on his coat and walked out of the lounge.

Jiang Shijin breathed a sigh of relief and lay there. She didn't pay attention, but she fell asleep like this.

Another two hours.

The dazzling sunlight came in through the gap of the curtain and shone on Jiang Shijin's face. She suddenly woke up, sat up from the bed and looked at it. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

She quickly got up and jumped out of bed.

Dead, dead, a good day was wasted in bed with mu Xiaoran.

She's here to talk about cooperation. She can't forget her roots.

Jiang Shijin packed herself and walked out of the lounge.

Mu Xiaoran sat in front of the French window. A handmade suit perfectly set off his excellent figure. His evil face and black eyes drooped. I have to admit that men who work hard should not be too attractive.

What's more, it's the best among people like mu Xiaoran.

"Come to dinner when you wake up. You must be hungry." he still looked at the document with low eyes, holding a pen between his fingers and waving on the document.

Jiang Shijin was pulled back to her thoughts by his low voice. Only then did she realize that she was distracted.

She shook her head and walked to the sofa. There were hot takeout dishes on the table. It was full of incense buildings.

As soon as the food was put on the table, mu Xiaoran came over with his hands in his pockets, with a slightly flirting tone: "how was your rest?"

It's OK not to say this. When Jiang Shijin said this, she was full of fire.

She pursed her lips and impolitely tossed her eyes: "you've taken all the gifts. Should you honor your promise?"

"So many delicious foods can't stop you." Mu Xiaoran slipped a trace of displeasure on his face, bent his slender legs, and sat lazily on the sofa.

Jiang Shijin stopped talking. She was really hungry, tired and hungry. She had to replenish her energy quickly, or she would commit hypoglycemia.

It's not too late to argue with him when you're full.

The delicious takeout box was filled with three meat dishes and two vegetables. Twenty minutes later, Jiang Shijin swept them away.

Mu Xiaoran was stunned: "tut Tut, it's really edible. Am I raising a pig?"

Jiang Shijin burped and his satisfaction disappeared: "ha, yes, I'm a pig, so you'd better stay away from me and stay with pigs. What else do you think you can be?"

Pigs, of course.

Without waiting for her to be proud for half a second, mu Xiaoran said, "of course, pig farmers."

“……”

Yingming I thought that Jiang Shijin turned over the boat in the gutter: "don't talk about business. Can Wo Mei resume cooperation?"

"Yes, but..."

Jiang Shijin clenched her teeth, held her breath and stared at him: "but? You don't want to turn your face and don't recognize people!"

Mu Xiao suddenly smiled: "no, what I want to ask is that you are really ready to give everything?"

"Can you do it or not? There's so much nonsense."

She was a little worried and thought about it, but with mu Xiaoran's treacherous and cunning expression, she always felt that there was a big pit waiting for her to jump.

Mu Xiaoran nodded, took out his mobile phone and dialed Yang Fan: "it's OK."

Three simple words, no head and no tail.

When Jiang Shijin heard this, her round eyes flashed and full of doubts.

A layer of unease gradually covered my heart.

As for what it was, she couldn't say. It was just a feeling.

"What do you... Want to do?" Jiang Shijin tilted her small head and looked puzzled.