Well, it's the rhythm of being tired and paralyzed to feed yourself.

The corners of Si Junhao's mouth were raised, and he smiled a little helplessly and very spoiled, he tired her out, and he should spoil her.

"Alright, sit down." He pinched Aimu's nose and smiled.

carefully fed her a few mouthfuls of food, looked at her lazy appearance, and didn't dare to let her eat more, and then poured her a glass of water, watching her drink it clean.

"Full?" He asked with a smile, setting his hand aside.

Aimu closed her eyes and nodded.

"Then go back to sleep." Si Junhao said softly, laid her flat, and then walked out of the guest room with a tray.

He was also hungry, and after sweeping away Aimu's leftovers, he looked at his mobile phone in the living room, and the countless missed calls made him a little helpless.

Probably only Ai Mu would make him so out of control that he couldn't even take care of the company's affairs.

At this moment, he suddenly deeply understood a certain emperor in history who never wanted to go to the early dynasty after returning with a beautiful woman.

After making a few phone calls and dealing with a few things, it was already pitch black outside, he looked at the time, it was not yet nine o'clock, and the little peach should not have slept yet.

Thinking about it, he called and talked to Ace for a few words, telling them that he and Aimu had returned, and that he would go to see them when it was dawn tomorrow.

Little Peach screamed excitedly, and Si Junhao chatted with her with interest for a long time, and then reluctantly put down the phone.

The boss's chair turned, and he was just about to get up, but he was startled by the figure at the door.

Amu was wrapped in a sheet, her hair hanging over her shoulders, and she was leaning against the doorframe to look at him.

Si Junhao sat and looked at her: "Can't sleep?"

"Suddenly sober." Aimu wrinkled his little face and said pitifully, "After eating, the more I lie down, the more awake I become, and I can't sleep." ”

Si Junhao hooked his finger at her: "Then come and sit with me for a while?"

Aimu's face turned red suddenly, and she smacked him: "Phew!"

Si Junhao was surprised for half a second, and then she reacted, she misunderstood what he meant.

"Poof, I mean to let you sit with me, I'm busy with work, where do you think? Do? If you want, I can accompany you. He raised an eyebrow.

Aimu was embarrassed and stomped his feet: "What nonsense are you talking about."

With this toss, the sheet on her body almost slipped off, and she hurriedly covered it.

Si Junhao immediately stared at the beautiful scenery that was leaking: "Actually, it's not bad to do, you can sleep faster."

As he spoke, he made a gesture to his feet.

"Don't!" Like a frightened rabbit, Amu turned and ran away.

Si Junhao smiled slightly, chased her out, and caught her at the door of the guest room: "What are you running, I haven't finished talking yet?"

The evil smile on the corner of his mouth made Aimu unable to raise his head, and he couldn't help but stretch out his foot and kick him: "Get out of the way, I want to find clothes!"

"I'll go to bed right away, looking for some clothes." Si Junhao pouted and pulled her back to the study.

"What for?"

Aimu was pulled by him with one hand, and covered the sheet with the other, and before he walked twice, he almost tripped over the sheet that was dragged on the ground, and stumbled to follow him to the desk.

Si Junhao hugged her with one hand, hugged her on his lap with the sheet, and then opened a web page on the computer.

"Let you see good things!" He smiled and pointed to the screen, motioning for Amu to take a closer look.

It was an English web page, with a list of names on it, and Aimu had no difficulty seeing her name from it.

"I'm a finalist?" She shouted in surprise, leaned forward, approached the screen and looked carefully, and then found Si Yarou's name again.

"She's in the finals too." Aimu muttered.

Si Junhao said "um" softly, in fact, he had already been attracted by her posture, and his eyes were firmly staring at the half-hidden beauty under the irregular sheet.

Ai Mu stared at the screen, reached out and took the mouse and clicked it, and saw Si Yarou's design drawing.

The design drawings are gorgeous, extending from her original creativity, at least maintaining 80% of her design, which has constituted plagiarism, presumably in order to bite her back to plagiarize so many of the same design concepts.

"Mr. Si." She looked at the blueprint on the screen and suddenly shouted.

Si Junhao was staring at the quilt on her body, and when he heard her shout, he agreed absentmindedly.

Ai Mu looked at the screen with a smile and said proudly: "Mr. Si, let me tell you, your wife is really a very powerful and talented person, and all the designs have been shortlisted!"

When she said this, her voice was arrogant and cheap, and the corners of Si Junhao's mouth turned up slightly.

Without hesitation, his hands slipped through the slit in the quilt and pinched her easily.

Aimu screamed in surprise and subconsciously leaned on the desk, trying to hold down his dishonest hand.

"Mr. Si, you, you ......" she shouted in a panic, where was the arrogant touch just now.

Si Junhao withdrew his hand vigorously, seeing that she didn't plan to give him benefits, he simply gave up the attack and attacked instead, and under Ai Mu's exclamation, he said badly: "My wife is the most powerful, that is, she always shouts her husband's name wrong."

"Who is Mr. Si? I don't know anyone with the surname Mr. Si Ming! He deliberately said in a dissatisfied tone, constantly teasing her.

Aimu was so amused by him that she couldn't breathe evenly, and the sheet couldn't hold on to it for a long time, and she slipped to the ground.

The person who was as white as Wen Yu was obediently lying on his wide desk, and Si Junhao's eyes turned red when he arrived.

Seeing that she didn't know how to correct the mistake, the movements of his hands accelerated even more, Ai Mu trembled unbearably, screamed a few times, straightened up and hugged his neck reflexively: "Hao ......"

"Uh......h Hao ......"

Si Junhao chuckled: "My wife claims to be the most powerful, don't surrender so soon."

He actually teased her with the words she had just gotten a little carried away, and Aimu was ashamed of herself, but she didn't want him to be so proud.

She's usually just embarrassed, but if she's serious, she's also very powerful!

Aimu gritted her teeth and glared at him angrily, lowered her head, and kissed him to the heart......

Kissing and tugging lightly, feeling that he was trembling as much as himself, Aimu raised his head in satisfaction and flew him arrogantly.

This is simply provoking him!

Si Junhao's face sank: "Mrs. Si, you are asking for your own death."

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