Chapter 11 (1/2)
Ridiculous? He even used these two words to himself, so he gave up the struggle frustrated, there is a sense of self abandonment.
I don't know whether it's Mu Zixuan's sober up, or because she's such a dull expression that he lost interest, so he didn't have any further action for her, but got up and staggered out of the bedroom.
Xia Xinfei didn't feel relieved because of his leaving. On the contrary, he worried himself more, so he wiped the tears that overflowed when and quickly followed him out.
She was relieved to see him enter the study and slam the door, because as long as he didn't go out, it would be safe to stay anywhere in the house.
And she did not turn back to the room, just back against the wall, standing at the door of the study for a long time, until she felt that her whole body had become numb, which was the heavy step back to the room.
Lying on the big bed with his taste, she was already involved, but she couldn't fall asleep. Because the beauty and pain of all these things came too quickly, she couldn't find a balance between the two, and she couldn't make strategies as she wanted.
I close my eyes, and I can't imagine that if he insisted, I would fall under his attack, because she was so irresistible to him.
Toss and turn, also do not know when to sleep in the past, and then opened his eyes is the alarm clock set by their own wake up, yesterday's she has asked for a day off, so today can not be late.
Because Mu Zixuan has a strong sense of exclusion, her luggage is still in the trunk, so after cleaning, she can only open the box to find the clothes to wear today.
I chose a set of elegant but fashionable and short skirt for myself, which is generous and capable. It is just suitable for today's interview occasion.
Out of the door, looked up thoughtfully at the closed door of the study, hesitated for a moment or rushed downstairs.
”Good morning, Granny! Breakfast is ready for you Uncle Wu is the housekeeper of Mu's house. He is about 40 years old. He seems to be a smart and capable middle-aged man.
”Good morning, Uncle Wu. I won't have breakfast. I'll be late.” Xia Xinfei is very sorry to smile, rushed out of the door.
”Alas! The child. ” Uncle Wu shook his head helplessly. Although he was distressed, he could only give up.
”Xiao Wu! What are you muttering about? ” Mu Jiyun asked as he went downstairs.
”Oh! Master, you are up Uncle Wu came forward to greet him respectfully.
”Well! How about Xuanxuan? Are you all up? ” Mu Jiyun's casual clothes, as the idle clouds and wild crane, his time is absolutely free, which can be more than his own has a good son who can bear the heavy burden at a young age.
”The young master has not seen it, but the young grandmother has just gone out.” Uncle Wu's honest answer, for the family injected new blood is very pleased.
”That boy, was he drunk last night?” Mu Jiyun frowned and his eyes narrowed slightly, as if thinking about something.