Chapter 330

When Xing Mo came down the stairs, the man in the position had disappeared without a trace, leaving only Mujiu sweet and dim, no image of the nest in the sofa, the top of her head fell a shadow, she only half squinted face, eyes hazy, half a day to see clearly: "Xing Shao."

"Mrs. Gu."

Xing Mo sat down uninvited, Jun face calm: "Mr. Gu how not at your side, is what happened?"

"No Mujiutian smiles with her glass, and her eyes are full of water: "do you want to hear my answer like this? The whole Xicheng District knew this morning that my mojiutian had been cheated by the newspaper. I don't believe Mr. Xing didn't know about it. "

Single pick eyebrow, she smile of don't have deep meaning.

Xing Mo pauses for a few seconds, looking at the little face that can't hide the bright red and drunk even in the dim light. A little complexity emerges at the bottom of her eyes, but she smiles: "Mrs. Gu seems to be hostile to me. I think I should have explained it to you before."

"Yes? I believe it. "

Exposed neat white tooth shell, mujiutian as if really drunk, like a small milk cat general, unprepared to expose the meat toot paw pad.

Xing Mo naturally could see that he was still staring at her face. After a while, he tentatively took the bottle, brushed it with his fingertips, and raised his hand to pour himself a cup: "Mrs. Gu, since I'm not happy, I don't ask any more. I'll drink with you."

With that, he reached over to help Mu Jiutian pour the wine.

But she directly evaded, reaction is very slow, but also very accurate, shaking hands: "I don't drink, not good, I want to go home."

Between words, he would get up, and the wine cup would fall directly on the ground, making a big sound.

Seeing this, Xing Mo couldn't tell for a moment whether she was awake or drunk. She didn't dare to feel out at will. She could only sign the table and help her walk out.

Mujiutian came by herself, and the car was in the parking lot. But now, I'm afraid she can't drive by herself.

Xing Mo asks the driver to drive away mujiutian's car and send her back by himself.

On hearing this, the driver subconsciously retorted, "young master, you've been drinking tonight. Why don't I see you and Mrs. Gu back and drive here again?"

"No more."

Taking the car key directly, Xing Mo puts mujiutian into the front passenger's seat with an expressionless face. He bypasses the front of the car, holds the door with one hand, and sweeps with one look: "I'm in the right position to follow."

There is no traffic jam on the road in Xicheng District. It's only half an hour's drive from dusk to qingzhai, and the car stops at the traffic lights.

Pressing down the window, Xing Mo takes out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket, lights one in his mouth, takes two puffs, and then half squints his eyes.

Mujiutian has been drunk almost unconscious, from the car to now, eyes knock, seems to have fallen asleep, but when he called the name, he suddenly opened his eyes, knees together, small hands on the knee, side face seriously looked at him.

How clever this look must be.

In his mind, Xing Mo took a few puffs and flicked his cigarette casually with his long finger: "Mrs. Gu, do you hate Gu Shaoqing very much? If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't have been prized by the whole Xicheng District."

There are some men in Xicheng District who are not self disciplined, but they only dare to play in private. They are born in formal marriage. Who dares to be aboveboard? Are they not ready for business, or are they ready to change from relatives to enemies.

Drink wine, brain almost all don't turn, Mu wine sweet Leng for a long time just slowly reaction come over, tilt head to see him: "en, quite disgusting."

He said hate, she said hate.

Xing Mo didn't find out, thin lips hook the cold and thin radian, looking at the red light with 30 seconds left in front, unbutton the safety belt with one hand, bend over, a mysterious appearance: "do you want to revenge him?"

"Revenge?"

"Yes, revenge."

The long finger slowly opened the hair of mujiutian scattered on her shoulders. Although the little skirt she was wearing today was not a deep V-neck, the part that could be exposed was not small.

He was full of soft, greasy and white, with extreme bewitching breath in the dim light, facing the light but unique fragrance of women. His voice was hoarse for a moment: "if I help you grow a strawberry, you can revenge Gu Shaoqing, OK?"

Say, tiny lift Mou.

Mu Jiutian opened a pair of confused and simple eyes and looked at him straightly. He didn't seem to understand what he just said.

But this kind of ignorance in the bewitching dark environment has evolved into the seduction all over the sky.In front of the red light has become a green light, ignore, Xing Mo no longer asked the bent over the past, fragrance lingering, sweet but not greasy.

Slowly close, mujiutian suddenly tilted on the window, small head hit down, issued a low noise.

Suddenly, Xing Mo's face sank: "what's the matter? You don't want to? "

She opened a pair of eyes, slowly holding the window to get up, nodded heavily, and then shook her head.

Xing Mo didn't quite understand.

Just looking at mujiutian's hand, she pinched it at the place where he just wanted to kiss. Her skin has always been delicate, even if it is not light or heavy, it is enough to pay a little purple. If you don't look at the pinching mark carefully, it is easy to be misunderstood as a kiss mark.

Finish these, Mu wine sweet instant will giggle up, in the man's dark doubt eyes, ignorant and proud, holding a small chest, on the difference in the above Pat: "strawberry, I planted."

A small white face has a beautiful water that can't be described by words. His reflection is all over his eyes. Xing Mo realized later that mujiutian is hostile and defensive to himself. How can he be close to him, even when he is drunk.

Want to find a cigarette out, I heard Mu wine sweet nest in the seat again humming: "green light, do not go?"

After a series of horn sounds, Xing Mo takes a look at her, but after all, he doesn't take the cigarette, puts down the handbrake and starts the car again.

Qingzhai soon arrived. He didn't know whether Gu Shaoqing was at home or not. Xing Mo helped others to the end. He opened the car door of the co pilot, bent over and said in a low voice, "you're home. Come out."

Drunk and confused, Mu Jiutian didn't know whether he heard it or not. Anyway, he stayed in the co driver's seat and didn't move. He closed his eyes.

Xing Mo repeatedly advised several times, and finally made him almost impatient: "Mrs. Gu, the green house is here."

"Green house?"

The woman just babble, slowly opened her eyes, humming voice is very small, ignorant turned around to see, struggling to get off the car.

There is no response to the home, only to the green house.

Xing Mo doesn't know what's wrong with her. She presses her forehead, holds out a hand for her to touch, and says, "well, it's time to go back."

"Yes, I should go back, it's time to go back..."

As soon as she got down to the ground, her legs and feet began to be hard to use. She almost fell to the ground when she tripped over her left leg. Fortunately, Xing Mo put her arms around her waist.

Small exclamation in the ear, Xing Mo helpless knock knock eyes: "this is my second time to save you."

The last time those two little girls took the initiative.

It's a pity that she was so drunk that she didn't even bother to reply. For fear that she would fall down again, Xing Mo took her back by such a gesture. Aunt Yu saw a strange man carrying his wife back, and almost didn't bite her tongue: "Mr., you..."

"Where's her room? I'll send her straight up, Please help her change her clothes then. "

Xing Mo's polite nod makes aunt Yu subconsciously look up.

He understood immediately and went upstairs with the man in his arms.

Aunt Yu is so excited that she takes off her apron in a hurry. If the husband in the bedroom can see this picture

She shuddered at the thought.

This is not the first time that Xing Mo has sent Mu Jiutian back, but the first time that he has entered qingzhai.

When I went upstairs, I found that the villa had not only two floors. After a second's hesitation, I patted Mu Jiutian's face with my cool fingers and coaxed: "what floor is your room on?"

Mu Jiutian was a little annoyed. He turned his head and didn't want to talk.

Xing Mo frowned and repeated again, she was discontented with the intermittent: "third... Third floor..."

He continued to walk up. After he asked her again, he pressed the doorknob with his elbow. The door opened, and a slender figure was leaning against the head of the big double bed. He was wearing a leisurely home suit, which was a style of master.

The dim vision is so caught off guard.

"This gentleman, my husband..."

Finally catching up, aunt Yu looks at the silent scene similar to confrontation, subconsciously shut up and turn around.

Put the papers together and put them on one side. Gu Shaoqing's stiff legs came down from the bed. The man, who was known for his gentleness, put one hand in his pocket and walked to a place three meters away. He slowly pursed his lips and said in a light voice, "thank you for sending my wife back.""It's just a small lift."

Looking at each other in the eyes, Xing Mo half embraces a little woman in his arms. His fingertips are at Gu Shaoqing's visible angle. He casually nods at Mu Jiutian's waist and nods calmly: "I thought Gu Shao was not at home, so I made the decision without authorization. Please don't blame him."

Not at home?

Where else can I be?

Just look at this morning's newspaper.

This is Xing Mo's satire. Gu Shaoqing understands it, but he doesn't know what position he stands on.

Thin lips sneer, face unchanged no response, just slowly spread out the big palm, black eyes looking at a little woman standing opposite: "wine sweet, come here."

Mujiutian had been drunk for a long time. How could he hear him? He hummed and there was no movement.

Gu Shaoqing remained silent and called again: "wine is sweet."

This time, he increased his voice, but he still didn't get any response. Xing Mo couldn't help but smile. He helped Mu Jiutian change his posture casually with his long finger, but actually exposed the blue and purple in his neck, which was similar to a kiss mark.

When he saw the colder radian of Gu Shaoqing's lips, he was satisfied with a smile: "Mrs. Gu, I've returned to Zhao perfectly. Mr. Gu doesn't need to thank me."

Let Gu Shaoqing walk over with long legs, and almost snatch mojiutian with urgency. The feeling of emptiness in his arms makes him feel faint loss and discomfort. He rubs his fingertips in his pants pocket: "good night, Mr. Gu."

No one responded. He turned to mujiutian again: "good night, Mrs. Gu."

The little woman who had not moved before seemed to be awakened by the action of changing people. She blinked her eyes and looked at the face of the man holding her in confusion. Then she slowly responded: "Gu Shaoqing?"

"I am."

The voice almost squeezed out of his throat kicked the door with his feet, lifted mujiutian horizontally in a low voice, and then threw it on the bed. His heart was full of anger: "Mrs. Gu, aren't you going to give me an explanation?"

Mujiutian has long forgotten that she pinched the kiss mark. She tilts her head and looks puzzled: "explain what?"

I don't know when the neckline was slightly torn open, showing a deep gully. My eyes fell on it. Two completely different emotions rolled in Gu Shaoqing's heart at the same time, clenched his fists. He restrained himself: "when you go home drunk, do you want other men to send you back, intentionally? Are you going to declare war on me? "

"I'm sorry." Without sincerity, mujiutian turned over: "sorry, I'm wrong. I didn't mean to. I'm a jerk."

Blink: "enough? If not, I can think about a few more."