Chapter 452

When Qiao bao'er returns to Dongyuan, aunt Fang enthusiastically pushes her to the kitchen to have soup first. She also says that the pigeon and mung bean soup is specially made for her. Recently, she stays up too late and gets a little angry. It's suitable for her to drink“ How does it taste? Do you like the taste? " Aunt Fang took care of her daily life and did her best.

Qiao bao'er is very grateful. Aunt Fang is as close to her as her family. Of course, she also knows that the people in your family treat her well because of your herding.

"Young master Zhimu hasn't eaten much these two days. He's in a bad mood." Aunt Fang took advantage of her drinking time, carefully mentioned the king's Pastoral with her.

Qiao Baoer listen to her tone, is something to ask her, put down the bowl spoon, "is the king of the shepherd to the next man angry?"

Your servants are especially afraid of him. Some maids in rich families collude with their master, but this kind of thing is not possible in your family, because they are afraid of him. Some new maids often make mistakes and come to ask her for help.

"In fact, young master Zhimu seldom loses his temper with his servants," aunt Fang said softly as she added more bowls of soup to her. "In the most serious case, they didn't take good care of you. When you ran out, he was furious once."

The reason why your servants are afraid of your herding is not that he is hot tempered, but that he is very indifferent. Some of his temperament is really innate. It seems that servants' fear is like an instinct and dare not make trouble.

Qiao Baoer listened and muttered to himself, "I thought he was murderous again, who?"

Aunt Fang laughed, "master Zhimu doesn't have so much emotion for outsiders."

This sentence, Qiao Baoer expression meditation, that is also, no one can make him angry, estimated that he married her after often angry.

"Today, I brought some maids into my study. When I was cleaning, I found a lot of cigarette ends," aunt Fang looked at her and said sincerely. "It seems that the young master Zhimu is not in a good mood these two days. If you have time, you can talk with him and persuade him not to worry about everything."

"I see."

Qiao bao'er's mood is a little complicated. She nods to Aunt Fang.

She knew that junzhimu should be upset about Tang Yu these two days, and she had seen him. He was depressed, and he was smoking in silence.

After drinking the soup, she got up and went upstairs to her study.

Qiao bao'er's heart is a little depressed, and she doesn't care about him as much as aunt Fang.

I thought he was angry. When I went into the study, I found that junzhimu was watching yingdie alone. It seemed that he was in a good mood.

Jun Zhimu is sitting in front of the big desk in his study. The screen on the desk is playing. He is very attentive. It seems that something has attracted him. There is a little surprise in his cold eyes, and then his lips start to smile.

"What are you looking at?"

When Qiao bao'er opened his mouth, junzhimu noticed that she had come in. She was the only one who could go in and out freely in his study.

Before junzhimu could answer, Qiao bao'er heard the familiar voice coming out of the screen. She immediately approached, and then cried out, "ah - don't look, don't look!" She immediately very overbearing block in front of the screen, do not want him to see.

"... it's really embarrassing." Qiao Baoer on the screen is only five years old. She was forced to learn piano by her family at that time. She was born to move like a rabbit. It was painful to ask her to sit in front of the piano and practice repeatedly.

But her piano teacher was very fierce, so when she was a child, Qiao bao'er was crying and playing. She also used her childish voice to cry obstinately, "I don't want to learn, I don't want to learn..."

Wearing a beautiful British dress and braided hair, the delicate and lovely girl sits in front of the elegant grand piano, crying bitterly, with a pair of chubby hands playing notes honestly.

This scene is very interesting.

Jun Zhimu looked at it, and his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be dyed with a smile.

It's rare for Qiao bao'er to see him smile, and he won't stop making a fool of himself. Let him have a good look, but he will still mumble, "why do you look at these?"

Jun Zhi Mu looked at her and didn't return her.

"As for you, the films you shot when you were a child..." Qiao bao'er thought that his young master Jun had a lot of growth records.

"My ones are boring." He told her faintly.

His life, it seems, has no color.

Qiao bao'er noticed that there was some anxiety and self-confidence in his eyes. He was really busy these two days, and his brows were haggard.

Qiao bao'er wanted to say something. Jun Zhimu was very sensitive. He immediately stood up from his chair and dropped a sentence, "I have something to do, go out..."

He seems to be avoiding her.

"If you want to go, go downstairs and have dinner first." Qiao Baoer went over and hugged him from behind.

Your steps stopped immediately.

It seems that she didn't expect that she would encircle herself like this. After standing for a while, Jun Zhimu said in a low voice, "I'm not hungry."

"Then you can sleep with me." Qiao Baoer's words are amazing.

Junzhimu turns around and looks at her with complicated eyes.

Qiao bao'er said that he was also a little surprised. He quickly explained, "I, I mean, recently everyone is very busy and can't sleep well. Don't go out and lie in bed with me for a while..."

Seeing that he didn't respond, she felt guilty and simply played a rogue, "Hey, I haven't been able to sleep at home by myself recently. Don't stay up all day on business. I'll see you all day long. I haven't seen you for a few days."

Junzhimu looked into her eyes and stroked her long hair with a big palm. Her voice was low. "Go to sleep."

Two people lie on the big bed, did not do the adult's work, Jun Zhi Mu side body hugs her tightly, so simply nestles up, this man soon breathes evenly, fell asleep.

Qiao Baoer is not sleepy. She opens her eyes slightly and looks at the man beside her pillow.

His eyebrows, his eyes, his lips

He was very tired, so he didn't say it.

Qiao bao'er thought of his restless and depressed side face when he smoked. In fact, she also knew how to love him. Her face was close to his chest and listened to his heart beating.

"... I'm sure you didn't do it to the little pillar."

Just now, she saw some uneasiness in his eyes.

Jun Zhimu had a sound sleep.

When he wakes up naturally, the window is already covered with black paint, and the woman beside him also opens her eyes at the moment when he wakes up.

Qiao bao'er woke up confused and blurted out naturally, "you finally wake up."

"I slept a long time?"

Junzhimu's voice is a little hoarse. He turns to look at the clock on the wall. It's five o'clock in the morning. It's dawn. No wonder it's so dark outside the window.

He sleeps from 5 p.m. to 5 a.m. for 12 hours.

Junzhimu himself felt a little incredible. He had never slept so long.

"I've woken up several times," said Qiao bao'er, a little soreness in his arms and stretching his arms. "Your temperature is a little high. Maybe you have a cold."

Said, she quickly reached out to grab the bedside table thermometer, and then a turn over, prone on the king's shepherd, "don't move." The thermometer is in his ear. It's 37.5 degrees centigrade. The temperature is a little higher.

"More probing is more accurate..." she pressed his big head.

Qiao bao'er doesn't feel that his action is so ambiguous and provocative. It's not normal for him to lie on his man.

Junzhimu was very happy to let her hold her down. He looked at her face and studied the thermometer seriously. Suddenly, with a smile, he spread his hands around her waist and said, "didn't you have dinner?" His voice was a little more blurred and hoarse.

She said that she woke up a few times and looked at her stretching. He knew that she didn't fall asleep with him.

"I'm not hungry, but I'd love to go to the bathroom." Qiao Baoer immediately complained.

When she came back, she drank two bowls of soup. If it wasn't for his heavy sleep, she would have pushed him away and rushed to the bathroom, but she had been holding it for a long time.

When junzhimu saw that she was complaining, he suddenly laughed and became emotional. He quickly pressed her under his body and kissed her lips.

"Qiao bao'er..." he called her name in a low voice, which could represent thousands of words.

She's his wife, that's the truth.