Sweetness ahead: Freshly reborn wife, too wild

Ji Mo smiled, looking at her rosy cheeks like smoke, easily changed the topic, "what do you think of my new framed paintings?"

"In general, compared with the Dragon absorbing water, the attraction is nothing. Why don't you hang the Dragon absorbing water? Don't you really think I'm going to take it away? Am I the kind of person who wins people's favor? You think too much of me..."

Qi Shao Qin Tucao make complaints about Ji Mo's eyes.

Qi Shaoqin couldn't help explaining: "cough, I really didn't want to take away your dragon water absorption. Look at your face, it's suddenly so ugly..."

Ji Mo pursed his lips and suddenly asked her, "what about that? What do you think?"

"That clock?" Qi Shaoqin was surprised to find that Ji Mo had an exquisite clock on one wall, and each pointer was particularly exquisite.

"Spend a lot of money?" Qi Shaoqin sighed. The sick son is too bad at home.

In the future, her daughter-in-law has to control her financial management, just get some gorgeous withered grass things.

Sasha's hands moved along her sight.

Qi Shaoqin looked at the clock and her head was still awake, but she didn't know why. After watching it for three seconds, she felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and there was a clear fragrance in her nose, as if it was a mixture of the fragrance of some herbal medicine.

She felt that the whole person could not lift up her spirit, yawned and sleepy, as if she could not control it.

"Sick seedling, I'm home..." Qi Shaoqin insisted on Ji Mo before the last reason was swallowed by sleepiness.

Ji Mo looked at her lightly and ignored her.

Qi Shaoqin yawned and held the wall, his eyes hard to move away from the clock.

She looked towards the door. The door was very close, but somehow, she took a step and fell to the ground.

Before closing his eyelids, Qi Shaoqin vigilantly analyzed what he found, "Ji Mo... Is it you... Today's meal... And the smell in your room? No wonder you didn't move your chopsticks..."

Before he finished, Qi Shaoqin could not open his eyelids, and even his unfinished words were interrupted in his throat.

Jiang He was stunned when he saw such a scene as soon as he entered the door.

"Sir, Miss Qi, she..."

Jiang He didn't expect that Ji Mo would look at Qi Shaoqin lying on the ground and don't take her back to bed.

"What's the matter with you?" Ji Mo didn't answer the questions other than Jiang He. The implication was that he didn't bother if he was okay.

Jiang He hurriedly explained: "Sir, it's young master Xiyuan. He called to find out your injury later..."

Ji Mo didn't lift his pale eyelids. "Tell him it's inconvenient. Don't come."

"OK, I'll call young master Xiyuan back now..."

Jiang He said this and secretly glanced at Qi Shaoqin.

Ji Mo's cold voice sounded: "what else?"

"No......" Jiang He took a deep breath.

Ji Mo waved his hand, "go and help you."

Jiang He hurriedly got up and left.

Before leaving, Ji Mo said goodbye and didn't look at Qi Shaoqin on the ground.

Jiang he scratched his head puzzled. How did miss Qi sleep on the ground?

Is there another conflict between Mr. and her?

But the husband cares about her so much. She caught a cold on the ground. Isn't it still the husband who will toss about at that time?

I'm not sure what Mr. is thinking.