Sweet pursuit: Kiss goodnight, little sweetheart
Chapter 149
Xi Muhan forbeared strongly and put Yu Qiqi in his arms in the back seat of the car.
He adjusted her head and arms to a more comfortable position.
Finally, when he was about to leave the carriage, he suddenly bent down, and his cool lips fell on Yu Qiqi's forehead, gently kissing.
His lips swam to her ear, nibbling at her earlobe. "I love you."
These three words are very light. No one can hear them except Xi Muhan.
Shut the door, Xi Muhan stood in place with his hands in his pockets, watching the white car go away.
The white car stops in front of Shen's villa. Xi Muhan watches Shen Feiyang and Yu Xinya rush out of the villa.
Uncle Tang slowly takes out the little girl in the car and gives it to Shen Feiyang.
Shen Feiyang doesn't stop at the door for a while, so he turns back and leaves Yu Xinya to negotiate with Uncle Tang at the door.
Xi Muhan's line of sight has been following Shen Feiyang until his figure has disappeared into the villa and can no longer be seen. His line of sight has not come back.
……
Yu Qiqi had a long dream.
She dreamt that on her way home, she accidentally fell asleep on the shoulder of the male god.
She also dreamed that the male god not only hugged her, but also kissed her forehead.
This dream is so real that Yu Qiqi doesn't know whether it is a dream or a reality.
Cold not Ding of, Yu seven seven hit a cold excited spirit, legs a flick, two eyes suddenly open.
It was dark around, and her pupils were looking at the roof.
After a while, the focus of the pupil came, and she gradually adapted to the dark environment.
Through the light reflected by the moon outside the window, Yu Qiqi can see clearly the environment she is now in.
Familiar rooms, familiar walls, familiar furnishings, familiar Princess beds
Where she is now is her bedroom.
Didn't she go home with the God?
How can she wake up and go home?
The white tender small hand grasps own disorderly hair, the stretch eyebrow center gradually had the crease.
When she dropped her little hand, she just touched a cold thing. She looked down and saw that the cold thing under her palm was her mobile phone.
Yu Qiqi turns on his mobile phone at 7:00, and the time displayed on his hand is 22:00.
Finger open contacts, Yu Qiqi find Xi Muhan's phone number to dial out.
When the first call went out, no one answered.
Yu Qiqi whispered, "is the male god sleeping?"
She gnawed her nails, thought about it, and decided to have another one.
What if the man didn't hear the call just now?
Just thinking, Yu Qiqi's phone has been dialed out.
At the same time, Xi family.
A cool bedroom on the second floor.
This bedroom is different from the whole villa in pastoral style. There are only three colors of black, white and gray in this room.
When the mobile phone on the white tea table rings, the glass door of the bathroom opens.
A handsome boy came out from inside, slender and thin, wearing a white Cotton Bathrobe and white slippers on his feet.
The freshly washed hair did not blow dry. It was close to his forehead one by one. There were drops of water at the end of the hair, which slid down his delicate facial features.
Slender white hands with a towel, wipe wet hair came out, the steps straight to the coffee table.
He adjusted her head and arms to a more comfortable position.
Finally, when he was about to leave the carriage, he suddenly bent down, and his cool lips fell on Yu Qiqi's forehead, gently kissing.
His lips swam to her ear, nibbling at her earlobe. "I love you."
These three words are very light. No one can hear them except Xi Muhan.
Shut the door, Xi Muhan stood in place with his hands in his pockets, watching the white car go away.
The white car stops in front of Shen's villa. Xi Muhan watches Shen Feiyang and Yu Xinya rush out of the villa.
Uncle Tang slowly takes out the little girl in the car and gives it to Shen Feiyang.
Shen Feiyang doesn't stop at the door for a while, so he turns back and leaves Yu Xinya to negotiate with Uncle Tang at the door.
Xi Muhan's line of sight has been following Shen Feiyang until his figure has disappeared into the villa and can no longer be seen. His line of sight has not come back.
……
Yu Qiqi had a long dream.
She dreamt that on her way home, she accidentally fell asleep on the shoulder of the male god.
She also dreamed that the male god not only hugged her, but also kissed her forehead.
This dream is so real that Yu Qiqi doesn't know whether it is a dream or a reality.
Cold not Ding of, Yu seven seven hit a cold excited spirit, legs a flick, two eyes suddenly open.
It was dark around, and her pupils were looking at the roof.
After a while, the focus of the pupil came, and she gradually adapted to the dark environment.
Through the light reflected by the moon outside the window, Yu Qiqi can see clearly the environment she is now in.
Familiar rooms, familiar walls, familiar furnishings, familiar Princess beds
Where she is now is her bedroom.
Didn't she go home with the God?
How can she wake up and go home?
The white tender small hand grasps own disorderly hair, the stretch eyebrow center gradually had the crease.
When she dropped her little hand, she just touched a cold thing. She looked down and saw that the cold thing under her palm was her mobile phone.
Yu Qiqi turns on his mobile phone at 7:00, and the time displayed on his hand is 22:00.
Finger open contacts, Yu Qiqi find Xi Muhan's phone number to dial out.
When the first call went out, no one answered.
Yu Qiqi whispered, "is the male god sleeping?"
She gnawed her nails, thought about it, and decided to have another one.
What if the man didn't hear the call just now?
Just thinking, Yu Qiqi's phone has been dialed out.
At the same time, Xi family.
A cool bedroom on the second floor.
This bedroom is different from the whole villa in pastoral style. There are only three colors of black, white and gray in this room.
When the mobile phone on the white tea table rings, the glass door of the bathroom opens.
A handsome boy came out from inside, slender and thin, wearing a white Cotton Bathrobe and white slippers on his feet.
The freshly washed hair did not blow dry. It was close to his forehead one by one. There were drops of water at the end of the hair, which slid down his delicate facial features.
Slender white hands with a towel, wipe wet hair came out, the steps straight to the coffee table.
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