So she pestered Mama Zhang, the only one who doted on her, until Mama Zhang was helpless, she went upstairs and went back to her room to sleep with some depression.

Listening to Zhang's mother's words, Mo Beixiao frowned slightly.

What kind of plane is Su Xiaomi working on?

Why didn't she paint well, didn't tease honey well, and inquired about his past?

What is her brain made of?

You can do a lot of things, but you have to spend all your time on this useless gossip?

Is this an occupational disease of being an editor?

I can't understand this woman's brain circuit.

After sitting on the sofa and chatting with Zhang's mother for a while, Mo Beixiao went upstairs and prepared to go back to the room to sleep.

After passing by Su Xiaomi, the man glanced at her sleeping sweetly on the bed, and her slender and straight body stagnated slightly.

In the afternoon, in the lounge of the office, a little woman was crushed under her own body and plundered, and the helpless look on her delicate little face appeared.

There was a strange emotion in his obsidian eyes, and his large, slender knuckles gently froze in mid-air, and finally, gently caressed her cheek.

The woman is as well-behaved as she usually is when she sleeps.

The man shook his head and sighed, his big slender knuckles pulled directly over the quilt and gently tucked the corners of the quilt for her.

"I ...... Wondering lots and lots about him. ”

"I'm his wife, but I always seem to be far away from him......"

"I can't get into his world......"

The man with excellent proportions turned around and was about to leave, but the little woman lying on the bed behind him turned over and began to mumble in her sleep.

The man's delicate facial features froze slightly.

She asked the servants so much about his past......

Was it because she wanted to know him better?

Why did she suddenly want to know him? Find out what good he has for her?

The man's eyebrows furrowed.

In the middle of the night, he was just about to open the door of the master bedroom when he heard her whispering in a smaller voice, "It's tiring to like someone with a lot of secrets......"

When Mo Beixiao returned home in the evening, the maid Zhang's mother had already prepared a pot of tea.

This is what Su Xiaomi specially explained.

Because Su Xiaomi knows very well that for many people, drinking tea at night can have the effect of refreshing their minds, but for Mo Beixiao, it is a good medicine for hypnosis.

The man looked at the light smoke of tea on the coffee table in front of him, reached out and took a sip of the teacup, "When did she come back?" ”

The "she" in his mouth naturally refers to Su Xiaomi, who arranged for Zhang's mother to make tea for him.

Seeing that Mo Beixiao finished drinking a cup, Zhang's mother was busy filling the teacup in front of Mo Beixiao, "When Mrs. came back at about seven o'clock in the evening, her mood was not very good. ”

"She said she wasn't feeling well and went to bed first, so that you could drink tea and rest early when you came back."

Regarding Su Xiaomi, Zhang's mother hesitated for a long time, but still said that after Su Xiaomi came back in the evening, she babbled to a few servants and asked about a lot of messy things.

For example, Mo Beixiao has never been in love.

For example, Mo Beixiao has an ex-girlfriend.

What's more, there are also the identities and causes of death of Mo Beixiao's three fiancées.

For example, Mo Beixiao has never been in love.

For example, Mo Beixiao has an ex-girlfriend.

What's more, there are also the identities and causes of death of Mo Beixiao's three fiancées.