Young Master Xing's Pillow Wife

Su Luobai lowered her drunken eyes, pushed him away vigorously, staggered two steps and said: "I'm going to take a bath."

Xing Kun was caught off guard, and took two steps back to the sofa next to her, wrinkling his sword eyebrows and staring at her.

But she had already turned around and went upstairs, trying to catch up, but she heard the phone vibrate more than a dozen times in a row.

Xing Kun turned to the phone with a pair of indifferent eyes.

Bathroom on the second floor.

Su Luobai stood under the shower head with her head up, letting the scalding water pour down from her head, all the way down her neck, until it reached her feet.

She closed her eyes tightly, and her eyes were sore and swollen in the eye sockets, as if some sand and sand had flowed into her eyes.

The way Xing Kun stared at him just now has been lingering in his mind.

Gradually she squatted down and hugged her knees, her hair was messed up by the pouring water and stuck to her forehead and cheeks, she was in a mess.

It was like her present heart, which was carefully held out and sent to him, but it was so ruthlessly hurt.

He simply didn't understand why he attached so much importance to reality photography shows.

why?
There was a bitter smile at the corner of her mouth, and the water left on the shower head kept washing away her smile, making her unable to smile anymore.

It's just because it's his company's project, but because she's in charge of the project and was poached, she has the responsibility to recover the loss, and she doesn't want Xing Kun to bear it alone.

What's more, she didn't want to be like Qu Yun said, she couldn't help with anything.

After taking a bath in the bathroom for more than half an hour, the smell of alcohol on her body has completely faded, leaving only the fresh smell of shower gel. She tilted her head halfway, wiped her hair with a towel, and walked out.

The lights in the bedroom were on, and the eyes turned around and fell on Xing Kun who was by the window.

He leaned back, leaned on the back of the sofa, tapped lightly on the small coffee table with one hand, held the phone in the other hand, lowered his head, and stared at the screen of the phone without blinking.

Even when she came out, she never found out.

She wiped her hair and sat on the edge of the bed, pouring herself a glass of water.

With a slight movement, Xing Kun raised his eyes, and the moment he raised them, his deep eyes sharpened suddenly, but his face was still gloomy.

When Su Luobai looked over, he lowered his eyes again, half-closed his eyes, and took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the side drawer. The mobile phone was still in his hand, and he only picked up a cigarette and bit it to his lips, and lit it. with.

The slender smoke is caught between the jointed fingers, and the smoke curls up.

He spit out, blurring his thin and three-dimensional facial contours, making him appear more and more elusive, especially those deep eyes, which were even colder.

He rarely smokes.

Su Luobai's heart was blocked by the breath she had just entered the door, and she didn't ask.

One was brushing her hair quietly, and the other was looking at her phone quietly. The atmosphere in the bedroom was extremely quiet.

Xing Kun's gaze stayed on the unfamiliar number, and he slid the screen with his fingertips, and the cigarette between his fingers was still burning, zooming in on the photo.

The protagonist in the photo is Su Luobai who is sitting on the edge of the bed blowing his hair. He is drinking with Xu Yi in the bar, with a bright smile on his face.

All the dozen or so photos were taken very well. Among them, the one standing outside the car was taken from a very tricky angle. The misplacement was so obvious, but it seemed like the intimacy between a couple.

Xing Kun suddenly sneered, the corners of his lips curled up in a terrifying arc, and the smoke caught between his fingers was snapped off by the strength of his knuckles.

He casually threw it into the trash can next to him.

"Who have you offended recently?"

Suddenly, a deep and magnetic voice sounded, with a little hoarseness, probably because of smoking.

But there was an inexplicable heavy breath.

Su Luobai stopped wiping, and looked at Xing Kun suspiciously with black and white eyes, with a dazed expression, "What?"

Why are you asking this question all of a sudden?

Xing Kun's deep eyes were pitch black, like a bottomless cliff, which he couldn't see through.

He just stared at Su Luobai so closely, trying to find something on her face.

Doesn't she know anything?
"Who have I offended? What happened?"

Before Su Luobai could react from this sentence, she asked back.

"Nothing, I'm going to take a shower."

Xing Kun withdrew his gaze, turned off the phone screen, put it on the small tea table, and hesitated to ask someone to check it first.

This person obviously did it on purpose, and he hid his identity, which made people doubt his motive even more.

He stood up and began to unbutton his shirt cuff buttons, and he was already heading to the bathroom.

It wasn't until she closed the door and heard the sound of rushing water inside that she blinked her eyes and fixed her eyes on his mobile phone.

He seemed to have been looking at his phone just now, and that sentence came out of nowhere.

Still unable to hold back her curiosity, she glanced back at the closed bathroom door, walked over quickly, picked up her phone, and entered her birthday.

Unlocked successfully.

The picture that jumped out made her terrified.

It turned out to be a photo of her and Xu Yi sitting in a bar drinking. She opened her eyes wide and stared at it for a long time in disbelief.

Breathing feels heavy.

Slide your finger quickly to the next one, it's still the same.

The last few photos turned out to be the photos with Xu Yi in the coffee shop before.

She held the phone tightly, trembling uncontrollably, her mind went blank for a moment, there were a dozen photos, all of which were photos of the two of them together.

And the sender is an unknown number.

There was still only the sound of rushing water in the bathroom.

She pursed her lips tightly, turned off the phone screen, sat back on the bed without focusing her eyes, curled up her knees and hugged her, buried her head between her knees, and opened her eyes wide.

There was darkness in her sight, just like the direction of her heart now.

Where did these photos come from?

Thoughts flashed through her mind one by one, and finally she stared blankly, slowly raised her head, and looked in the direction of the bathroom.

And the sound of water inside just stopped.

Xing Kun shook his head, and the water droplets fell into the air. He put on a long nightgown, fastened his belt, and walked out. Suddenly, he felt a white object approaching him. His eyes froze, and he subconsciously reached out catch.

"Xing Kun, why did you find someone to follow me?"

The woman's angry and excited voice sounded, questioning her with her first and last names.

Xing Kun pinched the pillow in his hand and threw it on the bed, his deep black eyes glanced at Su Luobai, his brows were slightly frowned, and he explained in a low tone: "I didn't find anyone to follow you."

After Su Luobai drank the wine, the blush on her face subsided, but after all, she drank so many alcoholic things, which would swim in her nerves and blood again.

She was angry and drunk, and stood directly on the bed, looking down at Xing Kun, her beautiful eyes were full of anger, burning with raging flames.

She pointed in the direction of his mobile phone, "No? Then where did you get the photos in your mobile phone? Did I send them to you?"

"Someone sent it to me."

Frowning on Xing Kun's well-defined face, he glanced at the phone, then raised his head slightly, meeting Su Luobai's eyes.

"Do not believe?"

Indeed, Su Luobai didn't believe it at all.