On the way back, neither of them spoke, and neither of them tacitly mentioned the contraceptive decoction in the morning.

It was close to the afternoon when they returned to the villa, the two had a simple meal, Sikong Jue walked into the study, and before he came out, Mu Xiaoai walked into the bedroom on the second floor, took out his suitcase, put all his clothes into the suitcase and walked downstairs.

In the office, Sikong Jue dealt with the text left over from last night's meeting, and when the last document was signed, he looked at the watch on his wrist and then looked out the window, but he didn't know that it was already dark.

Sikong Jue walked out of the villa, and his face became darker and darker.

In the distance, there is a huge Christmas tree, as tall as a person, with flashing lights and various trinkets, and several small Christmas trees on the ground next to it, which are covered with colorful lights and bloom alone under the night sky, which looks extremely beautiful.

A woman with flowing black hair was standing in front of the Christmas tree and was surrounded by a large number of bodyguards, who looked at her with a smile and helped from time to time.

This woman is not Mu Xiaoai, who else can there be!

Dressed in a white sweater and wearing a black autumn pants underneath, she has a good figure, so she is integrated with the Christmas tree, like an elf resting under the night sky.

"Ahem..." Sikong Jue coughed lightly, trying to get everyone's attention, but he was disappointed.

"Miss Mu, do you still carve?" The lone wolf asked with a smile.

"Hehe, I like body art more, so I learned carving for a few weeks," Mu Xiaoai said with a smile.

With the help of all the bodyguards, Mu Xiaoai finally built a snowman, but she had no facial features, she held a delicate knife in her hand, and kept cutting off the excess parts of the snowman with a knife.

"Wow, it's so vivid, Miss Mu, you have a good image of the young master!" A bodyguard was amazed.

When the rest of the people heard this, they all looked at the snowman in front of Mu Xiaoai, it was indeed the young master, and they were very imaginary between their eyebrows, and even the slightly short hair was drawn out by Mu Xiaoai little by little.

The young master who shaved?

The corners of Sikong Jue's mouth twitched, he walked to the crowd and stood in a black suit, everyone's eyes were focused on the snowman in Mu Xiaoai's hand, and no one noticed the sudden extra person.

Hearing everyone's words, Mu Xiaoai's subordinates moved, she just wanted to carve a man, but she became the appearance of Sikong Jue.

"What? Mistaken again? A cold voice sounded in the ears of several people, and everyone looked at the source of the sound.

"Young Master..." one shouted in surprise.

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Nangong Ling and Zuo Chenxi, who received the call, rushed to Sikong Jue's seaside villa non-stop, thinking that Mu Xiaoai was unconscious again, but they saw an incredible scene from a distance.

There are a lot of "Santa Claus" gathered around the villa, not so much Santa Claus, but the bodyguards who were ordered to be punished by Sikong Jue.

"What does that mean?" Nangong Ling's eyes widened, and he turned his head and poked the person who was driving.

Zuo Chenxi, who was also shocked, was poked by him like this, and the car was loaded towards the guardrail on the side of the road, he hurriedly stabilized the body, and then turned his head to look at Nangong Ling, who was full of curiosity.