MTL - Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities-Chapter 1217 He called me stupid

Sister, you are here to invite someone. You will not be here to show your sleeplessness, but to be honest, the sleeping position is not good-looking at first, unlike her usual days. In Xia Ruoxin's heart, Shen Wei has always been full of styles. The whole body is a confusing feeling, which can make a man crazy, beautiful, with one hand, between one shot and one foot, but the other side Shen Wei, even her sleeping position, is a bit unsightly. In fact, even ordinary people are fine, but this person is Shen Wei, Shen Wei.

She put down her bag, and walked over, arrogantly laying down the quilt on the bed.

Shen Wei's alertness has always been good, when Xia Ruoxin opened the door, she already knew.

"Is it time?" Sure enough, Shen Wei stuck his head out of the quilt, and then drilled out like a silkworm baby, and she slept naked, and didn't care to let Xia Ruoxin look at her body. Anyway, it's not that I haven't seen it.

"Ms. Shen, can you wear a dress?" Xia Ruoxin began to fold the quilt. It was really unbearable for Shen Wei's habit.

"Lazy ..." Shen Wei walked into the bathroom. When he came out, the talent was awake. Of course, he also took out a piece of clothing from the closet. Xia Ruoxin folded the quilt and put the pillows. Shen Wei himself, absolutely will not bother to fold any quilt again, what it looks like when you get up, what it looks like when you come back, only every few days, there will be a special person to change all the quilts and everything Off, and she followed these drunken dreams.

Day by day, then year by year.

Shen Wei sat down, and then slightly closed his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking, but seemed to be lost.

Xia Ruoxin walked over and crouched in front of her. "Why, did you quarrel with the third brother?"

How do you know, Shen Wei raised her eyes. No matter how noisy she is with her brother, it is a matter between them. The third brother is angry. She has n’t returned for a few days now.

"When you quarrel with your third brother, you will become a lot lazy."

Xia Ruoxin and Shen Wei have known each other for a year or two. Shen Wei's temperament, she still does not know.

"Is it?" Shen Wei was so unclear that it might be clear to a bystander.

"What's wrong?" Xia Ruoxin sat on the ground and asked this terrible young lady, did you bully the third brother again? The third brother is very abominable and can scare the child when Chu Li doesn't laugh No matter if the third brother laughs or does not laugh, he will scare people. This is a natural evil face, but sometimes people ca n’t use the deterministic theory.

Not to say that those who look good are good people, and those who are long evil are wicked.

Shen Wei raised his eyelids and sat up.

"He scolds me," she narrowed her eyes, and the voice spit out from her red lips complained a little bit without knowing it. "If you want, he scolds me."

"What's wrong with you?" Xia Ruoxin held up his jaw, ready to listen to the story, "Well, what's wrong?"

"He scolded me ..." Shen Wei raised her red lips and spit out a word reluctantly, "Stupid."

"He called me stupid."

Xia Ruoxin can imagine how angry Shen Wei was at the time, whether it was Sange ’s unwillingness to speak, or intentional. For a proud woman like Shen Wei, this stupid word is definitely more swollen than her His face also made her intolerable.

And she also knows that actually, it wasn't Gao Sange's cold war with Shen Wei, but Shen Wei was not speaking with Sange now.

Sometimes, you want to find an anger that you can arbitrarily, but don't worry, it is really difficult for him to leave the man.

Xia Ruoxin sighed softly, and her eyesight fell on Shen Wei's body, and Shen Wei's body suddenly huddled, holding her body.

Is it so? Think about it, after all, they have not known each other for a short time.

Xia Ruoxin was here with Shen Wei for an afternoon. Although she didn't say much, she was obviously ready to go back after Shen Wei felt better.

When she returned home, she arrived unexpectedly, and a guest came to the house.

It was Mo Yan, and Xia Ruoxin recognized the man at a glance. Although there was only one side at first, the outstanding appearance of this man was unforgettable, especially he had a pair of slightly raised single eyes, which seemed like Smart, also seemingly deserted, but what Xia Ruoxin remembers most is the red bean that he carried on his wrist, missing a small piece of imperfect red bean.

"Hello, Mr. Mo," Xia Ruoxin came over, and asked Mo Ye hello.

"Hello, Madam Chu," Mo Yan smiled. "Maybe I'll disturb you for a few days."

Xia Ruoxin asked Chu Li with her eyes. Would this person stay? Would she like to prepare? Do you want to change the quilt and do you need to disinfect the room?

Chu Li stretched out and patted her face. The affection in her eyes was warm and petting, "You are tired, go to rest first, and Mo Yan lives in the shop, so don't worry about him."

Mo Yan just shrugged his shoulders, okay, he was quite speechless. If he was tired, it should be his guest, what else could he not do, apparently Chu Chu was annoying him, and drove him to the hotel Live.

Xia Ruoxin felt that she was useless here, and she was a bit tired, so she had to rest for a while. As for Mr. Mo ... well, I believe Chu Lu will entertain herself.

She opened the door, went into her room, changed her clothes, took a bath, and went to sleep. She wanted to live this way. It was good. She slapped her soft quilt and slept like this. When she woke up, Chu Lu was sitting on the side, turning over the documents on the table, and a laptop computer next to it was on, and he was able to do both things at the same time.

Xia Ruoxin rubbed her eyes, she sat up, then stepped forward, hugged the man's needs from behind, and then leaned her head against his shoulders.

"Woke up?"

Chu Li put down the documents in her hand, and then shook her hand, but did not move, and he knew that this woman was just awake, obviously had low blood pressure, and she was not fully awake, she needed more Only a moment, otherwise there is no spirit.

"Well," Xia Ruoxin closed his eyes and liked the faint smell of tobacco on this man, "that Mr. Mo is gone?"

"Go back to the hotel," Chu Li picked up the pen again and began to write the report. He wrote a good hand, of course, there are computers now, but he is still used to doing these things manually, and the so-called inspiration is actually in his The nib lies at the tip of his finger.