Young Master Xing's Pillow Wife

Su Luobai patted the door, and shouted a few more times, but no one could hear Xing Mu's answer, and no one came to open the door.

Ignoring Xing Kun who was standing beside her, she tore off the facial mask and went into the bathroom, washing her face before coming out.

She raised her eyes, and her eyes naturally fell on Xing Kun.

After all, it's hard to ignore such a big person, not to mention the powerful aura he possesses, even in the crowd, she knows that the first person she sees must be him.

He was already sitting on the single sofa next to the bed, with his legs spread apart, his body leaning forward, his hands and forearms resting on his thighs, and he was looking at something with downcast eyes.

Probably because he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, he straightened up slightly, and touched his pockets, but found nothing. He frowned, and his eyes fell on the pockets.

Only then did I realize that I had taken a shower, put on a pajamas, and there was still smoke.

Without a cigarette in his hand, he became more and more irritable. When he looked up, he saw Su Luobai wearing a nightgown, lifting his feet to go to bed, and in the gap between the bed, the waist of the nightgown was slightly slit, with a faint white passed.

He fixed his gaze, rolled his throat, looked away, stood up from the sofa, stood at the window, and looked at the dark scene outside.

Where there is any scenery, it is just a few street lamps below, the dim lights illuminate the road section by section.

Su Luobai stared at his back, the anger in her heart couldn't be dissipated.

The room was eerily quiet, with no sound at all.

No one opened their mouths to speak, and the two sides were still at a stalemate with each other. Whoever opened the mouth would be the first to give in.

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to explain at all, Su Luobai felt even angrier.

Turning his head, he took out the remote control from the drawer of the bed cabinet and turned on the TV.

The TV screen, which hadn't been touched for thousands of years, lit up.

I don't know what was playing on the TV, Su Luobai didn't have the slightest thought, and switched channels casually.

"Today's animal world is about to bring you the speed of a cheetah!"

The host's introduction in Mandarin came out on the TV, and the picture was a prairie
She leaned against the edge of the bed, tilted her head slightly, supported it with her hands, pulled the quilt to cover her legs with one hand, and fixed her eyes on the TV screen, colorfully displaying something.

She didn't seem to notice much.

Just out of the corner of his eye, he kept catching glimpses of Xing Kun standing by the window, with his back turned, so naturally he couldn't see what he was thinking or his expression.

The room was brightly lit with headlights on.

He stood there, motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

He was wearing a fine-quality nightgown, and the position of the laces perfectly outlined his narrow waist. Looking from the back, his broad shoulders and narrow waist made him think of his muscular appearance when he was not wearing any clothes.

That figure is more attractive than the models on TV.

When she turned her head, the TV was switching screens. She came back to her senses and realized that she was still angry. She pursed her lips, annoyed that she had started to think wildly again.

Outside the window, except for the dark night, there is not even a little bit of starlight tonight, and the moon is completely covered by dark clouds.

On the window glass, his cold, three-dimensional face was reflected, as well as Su Luobai who was sitting on the bed and looking at the TV screen.

She seemed to be looking at it very seriously. On her fair little face, her lips parted slightly in surprise for a while, and then she curled her lips into a smile.

Xing Kun raised his hand, stroked his watch, and glanced down at the time.

It has been an hour since I came in just now.

The animal world is also really boring, Su Luobai looked at it, then raised his hand, covered his lips with his hand, yawned, tears welled up in his eyes.

It looks a little pitiful.

Xing Kun's deep eyes flickered slightly, and he moved to the bedside.

Su Luobai naturally felt it when he moved, her breathing was stagnant, and she continued to watch TV solemnly, as if she didn't see him at all.

But all the senses are observing his every move.

One side of the bed was sunken, and he sat directly on the bed, beside her.

Su Luobai pursed her lips tightly, turned off the TV, threw the remote control casually aside, pulled off the quilt, covered her head completely, and went to sleep!

Xing Kun tugged at the quilt covering her head, and said in an unusually soft voice, "Get up, shall we chat?"

The tone of the tone was slightly raised, and she was asking for her opinion.

Su Luobai was stuffed under the quilt, and it was really hot, coupled with her anger, she was almost sweating from the heat, she hesitated for a while, then slowly pushed aside the quilt with both hands, poking out a pair of bright eyes, flickering Next, with a gamble, the tone was cold: "What's there to talk about?"

Xing Kun's eyes fell on those cute deer-like eyes, and his heart moved, as if something was provoking his heart, thinking that the unhappiness that had happened in the past few days seemed to be gradually dissipated in these eyes.

"About the photo."

"Finally remembered to explain?"

Su Luobai tore off the quilt violently, sat up, faced Xing Kun face to face, raised her head slightly to be confident.

Seeing her angry appearance, Xing Kun raised his hand, flexed his fingers, and tapped on her forehead, "Is it worth your anger?"

"You follow me because you don't trust me! How can I not be angry!"

There was a little pain in her forehead, Su Luobai frowned lightly, her small mouth pouted, it was moist and pink, becoming more and more attractive, her face turned to one side, and said angrily: "Huh!"

I muttered in my heart, what's the matter, you still get beaten when you are angry?
I couldn't help but gently touched my forehead, thinking of the place Xing Kun had knocked just now, I was so angry that I got up directly, and rushed towards Xing Kun without saying a word.

Xing Kun was caught off guard, and was thrown onto the bed with his hands firmly clamping the woman on his body.

Before he saw anything clearly, Su Luobai took his cute little fist and knocked on his chest.

But with her strength, to Xing Kun who has been exercising, it was like scratching an itch, more like teasing him.

"do not move!"

Xing Kun suddenly grabbed her wrist, lifted his body up, and looked straight at her with deep and dark eyes.

Those eyes seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, and something was rolling.

Su Luobai, who reacted after realizing it later, was stunned, and quickly got off his body in fright, sat up straight and looked straight ahead, "What about the explanation?"

Xing Kun just got up, and naturally held her fair and delicate hand with a big palm, and his eyes fell on her delicate and small ears.

"The photo was sent to me by someone else, and the sender was an unfamiliar number. I didn't find anyone to follow you!"

Su Luobai heard the words, turned around and looked at him, not for a moment.

The four eyes met, although those eyes were as black as ink, they were open and open without the slightest dodge.

She could tell from Xing Kun's eyes that what he said was the truth.

"Okay, then I barely believe you! But who sent it to you?"

Su Luobai's fingers were a little hot in his palm, feeling covered in sweat, a little sticky, but she liked this feeling and was reluctant to take them out.