You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

the next day.

Sheng Mumu was woken up by the sound of the servant cleaning the corridor on the second floor.

She rubbed her drowsy eyes, just as her mind regained consciousness, the intermittent images of last night suddenly popped up in her mind.

He lifted the quilt and sat up.

An unnatural blush appeared on the cheeks that still had sleep marks.

She couldn't remember how long they kissed last night.

I only remember that in the end, he was finally willing to move his lips, and held her in his arms for a long time.

Like I can't hold enough.

Her chin rested on his broad shoulders, the plundered air slowly returning.

Breathing was still messy, panting all the time.

He patted her back slowly, as if helping her to adjust her breathing.

However, the arms around her waist were tightening, making it even harder for her to breathe.

Unhelpful.

……

Sheng Mumu still remembered the scene when Qi Mo went out to the company early in the morning.

At that time she was in a drowsy sleep.

She didn't bother to open her eyes when she heard the quilt being lifted beside her.

Even with her eyes closed, she could still feel someone staring at her.

In the mist, the mattress beside him was sunken, and the faint light on the eyelids was covered by a group of black shadows.

The shadow is getting closer.

His forehead was touched by a pair of warm lips.

Like a superficial touch, leave soon.

She didn't wake up, and turned over with a murmur.

Then she felt someone tucking in the blanket tightly for her.

The warm and comfortable environment made her feel sleepy.

I didn't even have the strength to open my eyelids to take a look.

There were rustling sounds in my ears.

The sound of running water in the bathroom.

"Click", the metal sound of the belt being buckled.

The extremely subtle clicking sound when adjusting a watch strap.

And, the sound of the bedroom door being locked when the man went out.

……

Sheng Mumu scratched his messy hair.

As the head gradually wakes up.

More and more memory fragments emerged.

Incredibly clear.

He remembered the way Qi Mo pushed her against the door and kissed her.

Thinking of how he undid the cuff buttons slowly before he kissed her.

It's astringent and Gu.

Omg!

Stepped on her aesthetic point to death.

It seemed that what was untied was not the cufflinks, but the knot in her heart.

Let out the little deer in my heart, and ran five kilometers roaring.

After finally getting this picture out of my mind, I planned to wash up.

His eyes suddenly paused, and he stopped his movements.

Suddenly, he remembered the scene of poking and pinching Qi Mo's chest earlier in the car.

And her tiger-wolf words—

"No Q bomb, it's so hard."

"Touch what's wrong!"

Sheng Mumu: "..."

She bent down and plunged her head into the blanket.

The furry head hammered the bed indiscriminately, and the arm hit the mattress twice weakly.

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

She doesn't want to live anymore! ! ! ! !

It's so embarrassing to have just established a relationship.

How sweet love is going to be in the future.

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"Knock Knock-"

There were two knocks on the door.

Lift your head from under the covers.

He heard Steward Zhang's voice like a bell.

"Ma'am, are you awake?"

Butler Zhang estimated the time and offered the butler a wake-up call.

Open the door.

Butler Zhang knocked and stood outside the door.

"Madam, sir asked me to prepare you hangover soup and millet porridge for stomach."

Sheng Mumu was startled.

There was a sudden heat in my heart.

I was warmed by that man's thoughtful arrangement.

"Madam, is breakfast served in your bedroom or in the dining room?" Butler Zhang asked with a smile.

"Restaurant."

……

After washing up, Sheng Mumu came to the restaurant for breakfast.

I'm still thinking about what happened last night.

He took a shallow breath.

Trying to accept the fact that the relationship with Qi Mo has changed.

Thinking about what to do to reverse her big sai fan image in his eyes.

Turning his wrist, he mechanically delivered a spoonful of porridge to his mouth.

After a sudden pause, he raised his eyes to look at Butler Zhang.

"Is there too much sugar in today's porridge?"

Butler Zhang was puzzled, "Ma'am, there is no sugar in the porridge."

"Huh?" Sheng Mumu scratched his head.

Why does she find it so sweet?

Before she could think about it, the door of Qi Shaobai's room was pushed open.

The teenager was wearing black t-shirt and gray pants, twisting his neck.

I yawned and stretched.

The extremely lazy yawn drifted to the dining room.

Sheng Mumu looked over, just as Qi Shaobai glanced over.

When the eyes met, Qi Shaobai's eyes suddenly lit up.

Sheng Mumu greeted casually:

"Morning, classmate Xiao Qi, let's have breakfast together."

Today is Sunday, it's rare that he doesn't have to go to school, Qi Shaobai has time to sit down and have breakfast.

Qi Shaobai came over, pulled out a chair and sat down.

He leaned forward, but he didn't intend to eat breakfast with chopsticks.

Instead, she looked forward to Sheng Mumu.

Stretching out his hand, the tone of voice is bad fart:

"I've finished what you said, bring it here."

"?" Sheng Mumu glanced at his outstretched palm, and then looked at him inexplicably, "Ah? What are you holding?"

Qi Shaobai: "As you said last night, as long as I make two more sets of papers, I will receive three out-of-print Lego this morning."

Sheng Mumu was at a loss: "?????" When did she say that.

Seeing that her expression was not right, Qi Shaobai tilted his fluffy head.

"Hey, you don't know what to say, don't you?"

Sheng Mumu blinked in doubt, swallowed the breakfast in his mouth, and said:

"First ask if there is, and then why, when did I promise you this?"

Qi Shaobai shook his head in disbelief, and muttered:

"Don't admit what you said?"

"I'm careless..."

"Is this the smoothness of the adult world..."

"Unfortunately, I stayed up until four o'clock last night... *%#"

While muttering in a low voice, he took out his mobile phone and handed it to her.

"look by youself."

Sheng Mumu leaned back and looked at the screen.

It was her and Qi Shaobai's WeChat chat.

"Little Wishing Pool Stepmother: Xiao Qi, you are so awesome~ You are really a good boy for Mom and Dad~"

"Little Wishing Pool Stepmother: Make persistent efforts and make two more sets of papers. You will see three sets of out-of-print Lego when you open your eyes tomorrow morning."

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Sheng Mumu blinked blankly: ...

This news... It seems that she was indeed the one who sent it.

She was the one who replied indiscriminately after drinking too much.

Sheng Mumu looked back at Qi Shaobai.

He hesitated to speak: "Uh...this...that...actually..."

Qi Shaobai took back the phone, his eyes darkened, "Don't say that you got too drunk and messed up your hair, this excuse is so fake, I won't believe it."

Sheng Mumu: "..."

Was predicted? ? ?

Qi Shaobai swiped the screen a few times, and began to reason with a stern face:

"You treat me like a three-year-old child, and if you post such naive words, I won't mention it—"

Sheng Mumu: "???"

Don't mention it?

"—The point is, I have done all the papers, you can't let me do it for nothing, can you?" Qi Shaobai said plausibly.

Sheng Mumu was silent for a few seconds, then spoke slowly:

"I understand the truth, but I have something to say."

Qi Shao waved his hands, "Please tell me."

"What the hell is Little Wishing Pool Stepmother?"