Wen Qingzhu took Mo Qiuxi's hand and stroked her hair, "OK, I'll accompany you to have a rest."

Said, a will Mo Qiu Xi horizontal hold up, upstairs.

Wen Qingzhu also showed his mother his attitude on purpose.

Qiu jingman was standing in the living room, embarrassed.

She felt that the child heard it and became estranged from her.

Qiujingman is not the traditional bad mother-in-law, she is sensible, but this person is always prone to emotional and rational differences.

Qiu jingman looks up and sees the new housekeeper by the door, apparently rearranged by his son.

"Madam," said Mrs. Zhou respectfully

Although it is a respectful address, but the tone is stiff and cold.

Qiujingman knows that even the new housekeeper her son is looking for may think she is a bad mother-in-law.

In fact, who wants to be a bad mother-in-law is not all for the sake of the younger generation.

Of course, selfishness is for the sake of the son. As for the daughter-in-law, she is actually an outsider.

Qiujingman is also a little uncomfortable. It's impossible to say that she doesn't like Mo Qiuxi at all. The child is very sensible.

Finally, Qiu jingman sighs and is ready to leave.

When she reached the door, she said to Mrs. Zhou, "take good care of the young lady."

"Yes, ma'am."

"It's estimated that the two children didn't eat. You make some food and let them eat. It's bad for their health if they don't eat in this way."

"Yes, ma'am."

Qiu jingman finally left.

In the bedroom, Wen Qingzhu puts Mo Qiuxi on the bed. He gently takes off his coat for her.

"I'll put in hot water, and you take a hot bath."

Mo Qiuxi seems to fall into his own thoughts, as if he didn't hear Wen Qingzhu's words.

Wen Qingzhu sighed and said, "Qiuxi, can you hear me?"

Mo Qiuxi slowly raised his head, looked at Wen Qingzhu, and said, "go and be busy. I'll just put hot water myself."

"Qiuxi, what's the matter with you? I'm worried about your appearance. Tell me, OK? "

Wen Qingzhu holds Mo Qiuxi's hand in both hands and stares at her eyes. His eyes are worried and distressed.

Mo Qiu Xi laughed, "I'm really OK, but I'm tired after going home."

"Why is the cell phone off?"

Mo Qiu Xi took out his mobile phone from his pocket and looked at it, "is there no phone charge?"

"I'll rush up for you later. I can't find you. I'm so anxious. Mom, she..."

Mo Qiuxi didn't want to hear about Wen Qingzhu's mother. She quickly stood up and said, "I'll take a bath first."

Wen Qingzhu looks at Mo Qiuxi's figure in a hurry to the bathroom and sighs.

One is his mother, the other is his wife. How can he maintain this balance?

Wen Qingzhu knows that he can't let go of Qiu Xi. He can only let his mother change her view of Qiu Xi.

Wen Qingzhu thought about Mo Qiuxi, so he went to the bathroom, and didn't take the clothes to change.

He opened the cupboard and took underwear and pajamas for Mo Qiuxi.

He knocked on the door, "Qiuxi? How do you feel about autumn

"Qingzhu, what's the matter?"

Although Wen Qingzhu had the closest contact with Mo Qiuxi, it was the first time for him to do such a thing, "I've brought you the changed clothes. Would you open the door and take them in?"

Mo Qiu Xi looks a little confused. He doesn't think much. He opens the door and takes Wen Qingzhu's underwear.

Mo autumn pity at this time also only approved a bath towel, but the shelter are covered.

When the door closed, a faint light flashed through Wen Qingzhu's eyes. He found that he really had no resistance to his wife.

Just now he seemed to want it again. The agitation in his body was too obvious.