Young Master Xing's Pillow Wife

That little woman, who was already tall, was sitting on the side of the bed, her thighs were covered by silk, but they didn't reach her knees, revealing her slender and slender calves. Her skin was as white as porcelain, shining under the light. As if, flickering, almost dazzled his eyes.

She held the mobile phone in her hand, and the cuffs slid down to her elbows, revealing her white wrists.

Looking up, she has just taken a shower, her hair is not completely dry, and it hangs smoothly on her shoulders. She is casually pinned behind her ears. Her ears are exquisitely contoured, and her neck is as white as jade.

He dropped the towel in his hand and threw himself on the bed.

Su Luobai was still looking at the phone intently, caught off guard, there was no time to dodge, and was thrown into his arms.

"Finally moved here."

His voice was deep and magnetic, even a little hoarse, "Isn't it right to let down such a good time?"

Pressed by him, she was a little dazed, and saw the person in front of her, that handsome face with a clear outline, slowly approaching step by step, getting closer and closer to her face.

Su Luobai's face was so hot that it almost burned, her hands were clenched unconsciously, her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest, and her breathing was heavy.

The moment when the lips of the two were about to stick together.

With a "bang", the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

In this posture, the two looked towards the door at the same time, only to see a small figure slipping in from the door, "Daddy, Mommy, I want to sleep with you!"

Su Luobai hurriedly pushed away the person on her body, almost subconsciously.

Xing Kun was pushed to the side, and his back bumped against the side of the bedside table. It hurt a little, but the pain was still not as good as his anger at the moment.

His face darkened, his eyes were blackened by ink, and he stared at Xing Mu deeply.

Whoever it is, both of them will not be happy if they are disturbed at this time.

Xing Mu was obviously excited, he didn't notice Xing Kun's face at all, let alone realized what he had just crashed, and lay down directly between the two quilts, blinking a pair of big grape-like eyes.

"Go to sleep in your own room! What a man!"

No matter how much Xing Kun dotes on Xing Mu on weekdays, he doesn't want him to disturb his "good things" at this time, and ordered in a slightly lower voice.

"No! Mommy, I want to sleep here!"

Xing Mu was so frightened that he hid in Su Luobai's arms, not knowing why his father was so angry suddenly, he glanced at him timidly, and begged her stubbornly.

"Alright, Mumu will sleep here tonight."

Su Luobai looked at Xing Kun, who looked unhappy but had nowhere to vent, with a funny face, stretched out his fingers and tapped his arm, "Go to sleep, just for one night."

This is also to persuade Xing Kun, don't be as knowledgeable as a child, just sleep for one night tonight, and don't sleep here tomorrow.

Xing Kun snorted softly, and then slowly lay down beside him.

There were three people lying on the huge bed, and Xing Mu in the middle turned sideways, leaning against Su Luobai and coquettishly said, "Mummy, tell me a story!"

The clear and gentle voice resounded in the quiet bedroom, like spring water in the mountains, reaching the ears, making people feel calm.

Just after she finished telling a story, she turned her head. Both of them had closed their eyes and their faces were facing her. Xing Kun's hand crossed over and put it on her waist.

Looking at it this way, there are two people, one big and one small, Xing Mu's face and Xing Kun's face are almost carved out of the same mold.

Didn't you say that the son looks like his mother?
How did it look like Xing Mu here? Could it be that Xing Kun's genes are too strong?
He couldn't help smiling, and unconsciously fell into a deep sleep.

This time, all three of them slept soundly, only the dim bedside lamp, perhaps forgot to turn it off, was still shining faintly, reflecting the smiles on their faces even when they fell asleep. .

After Su Luobai and Xing Mu moved into the villa, Xing Kun had some worries, and then he devoted himself to work.

"The new project that just arrived, you all pay close attention to me."

The signed document was thrown into Qin Shen's hand, with a serious expression on his face.

"We are ready for battle, Mr. Xing, don't worry, everything is up to your arrangement."

Qin Shen held the document thrown over and said respectfully.

It is said that this new project has invested a lot of money and cannot be easily ignored, otherwise the losses will be serious, so that Xing Kun put up a lot of energy to deal with it.

After all, the Xing family has just experienced the loss of a reality show, so they should be more cautious in capital investment.

"The ten o'clock meeting, these in your hands, after I finish the meeting, it's best to have a result."

Xing Kun raised his wrist to check the time. It was already 45:[-], so he got up and walked out of the office.

In the past few days, I have been in the company, meetings, and inspections non-stop, and there is no time to stop.

The meeting went on for more than an hour before Xing Kun came out of the conference room. He loosened his tie and his expression was still grim.

"Boss Xing, wait a minute!"

A clear voice rang out behind him with a touch of sharpness.

Xing Kun slowed down and turned to look at Qu Yun.

"I have something to tell you, go to the office."

Qu Yun smiled lightly and quickened her pace, and when she got to his side, the two walked side by side before slowing down.

Xing Kun was sitting in the office. There was a stack of documents in front of his desk. He glanced through them quickly with downcast eyes. Holding a Parker pen in the other hand, he signed his name in a fluttering manner.

Qu Yun came in behind, sat by the coffee table and sorted out the documents, then walked to his side, half-bent down, and asked carefully: "There is a problem with this document, take a look."

She was standing beside Xing Kun, and the distance between them was only a few centimeters.

Xing Kun tilted his head slightly, his well-defined profile became more three-dimensional, his brows and eyes were deep, and his half-hanging eyelashes fluttered like the wings of a butterfly.

"is it here?"

Xing Kun frowned slightly, turned around to look at Qu Yun, and found that she seemed a little absent-minded.

Qu Yun returned to her senses immediately, glanced at the document, nodded and said, "It's here, and the one below, you can also look at it."

Xing Kun's expression was indifferent, his eyes fell on the document, and he looked at it carefully and seriously.

Qu Yun looked away from him and landed on the computer screen, and what caught her eyes was a plan related to wedding preparations, and a few large characters jumped into her eyes without warning.

She was half bent over stiffly, motionless, her eyes seemed to be burning with raging fire.

She clenched the hand hanging by her side, her long nails embedded in the tender flesh of her palm, her face was so white that it was almost transparent, she subconsciously looked at Xing Kun.

Has this man she faces every day, the handsome man, the man in her heart, and that inexplicable woman really reached the point where they are talking about marriage?
A trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and she was almost going crazy with jealousy, but she still suppressed it.

She knew very well in her heart that if she didn't act this time, she really had no chance.

Without even a start, he was kicked out of the game.

How is she willing?