Chapter 549

Pei Haoran suddenly comes to Jun's house and says that there is something important. Originally, Qiao bao'er wants to drop Meng Bao and listen to it, but Jun Zhimu won't let him. Junzhimu always intentionally or unintentionally does not let her know too much, "the more things you know, the more troubles you have." Aunt Fang explained to her in a low voice.

After thinking about it, Qiao bao'er didn't insist.

Anyway, she didn't understand the business they talked about.

Last time she sat down with some celebrities for afternoon dinner, some of them still sneered that she didn't know anything and her status was not guaranteed. Qiao bao'er didn't care. She knew too much about adding trouble and just did what she should do.

It wasn't until nearly 11 o'clock in the night that Pei Haoran left Jun's house.

The two men didn't even eat dinner. They really didn't know what to talk about in the study, while Qiao bao'er fell asleep at 9:30. Recently, her life is very peaceful, and she goes to bed early and gets up early.

There is only a soft bedside lamp on in the bedroom. Junzhimu's action is very light. First, he takes a shower, comes out in a Tibetan blue bathrobe and sits beside the bed.

Seeing that the woman on the bed was so comfortable when she fell asleep, she spread out her hands, occupied his position, and kicked his pillow on the blanket under the bed.

Junzhimu looks at her sleeping face with her eyebrows stretched out. After a while, he reaches out his hand and pinches her nose.

"Why?"

Qiao bao'er's sleepiness was disturbed, and he hummed vaguely.

Every time junzhimu wanted to disturb her sleep in this way, he turned over and simply held his thigh in both hands and gathered his face to him. "You, don't bother me." Blurring, murmuring.

Jun Zhimu looks at her in a funny way.

He gave her long black hair. Originally, he had no idea. He just wanted to tease her, "I can't do it. My aunt is here. Don't do it, don't do it..."

Qiao Baoer misunderstood, raised his hand and patted him twice.

She didn't mention that it was OK. Jun Zhimu looked at her white and beautiful face. She was the most quiet and charming when she went to bed. He was a little impatient and impulsive.

He's going to wash cold water.

Sleeping so well.

"... what story I told my son today." He decided not to let her off so easily tonight.

"I want to sleep."

She gave him a push in the chest, which meant, leave her alone.

Junzhimu put his big hand into her pajamas and gently rubbed her smooth skin. "I can't sleep now. According to our agreement, you have the obligation to tell me a story."

Junzhimu's hand tickles her. Qiao bao'er is not afraid to beat her. She is the most ticklish.

She was about to get angry, and her mouth hit his hot thigh, biting down, "I told you, my aunt is here..."

Junzhimu is used to it. She has sharp teeth.

Once, when he went swimming with some friends, Lu Qinan was surprised to ask him if the red mark on his thigh had any skin disease or was it bruised red. It's hard for him to explain to them. It's his wife's interest.

Junzhimu looked at her lying on the back of his head on his thigh, with a good voice, "do you tell stories, or do I do business?"

Qiao bao'er lay on her stomach and frowned.

mean and having no sense of shame.

Every time, he simply left two choices for her, which was similar to her usual coaxing Mengbao, threatening and luring.

Obedient to fate, this man is her biggest server, so it's best to follow the hair, especially in the evening, don't stimulate him too much.

"... come on, lie flat."

"Junzhimu, it's great that you work so hard every day to support your family."

"My baby and I are dependent on you," said Qiao Baoer, whose comfortable life of rice insect depends on your herding.

Qiao bao'er got up, worked, served him with a sense of service, lay on the big bed and covered him with a quilt.

After thinking about it, she added, "no, we all depend on you. You must work hard, or so many of us will eat dirt."

Junzhimu was very cooperative with her, lying flat, seeing her so witty, he turned over and told her, "the shoulder is sour."

Qiao bao'er stares at the back of his head angrily, wakes her up and doesn't let her sleep well. Now there are so many demands.

"Your husband is sick, how to earn money to support you."

Jun Zhimu knew that she was struggling and slowly dropped a sentence.

"Junzhimu, you work really hard." It's better to follow him.

He massaged his shoulder honestly as a laborer.

After thinking about it, she asked, "junzhimu, what do you think of my going to work to make money?"

Jun Zhimu, lying flat on the bed, pretends not to hear.

Qiao Bao Er pushed him again.

Still not heard.

"Pei Haoran came to me about Zhu Xiaowei." Junzhimu changed the subject. Originally, he didn't intend to tell her, but he didn't want her to go out to work.

Sure enough, when Qiao bao'er heard about Zhu Xiaowei, she didn't insist on asking about work any more. "What did Pei Haoran say? How is Xiao Zhu now? What cooking school is she in France?"

Qiao bao'er pinched his shoulders and massaged him very hard.

His wife does housework and massage service, and will not make progress in a hundred years.

"Zhu Xiaowei did not take the initiative to go to the hospital for abortion." Junzhimu doesn't want to mention too much.

Qiao Baoer's brain is slow, when reaction comes over, very excited, "that is how ah, whether say someone hurt her!" At this time, junzhimu was lying flat on the floor, and the fish was on the brick board. She pinched her and it was more painful.

"I don't know for the moment."

His answer is still so formulaic.

Qiao bao'er quit, grabbed his nightgown, pushed him to turn over, and glared at him angrily, "be clear!"

Junzhimu is lying flat on the bed, while Qiao bao'er is sitting on the bed. At this time, she looks down at him from a high position. It's really a bit imposing.

Junzhimu knows her character very well. If she doesn't talk about anything, she will not sleep tonight.

"Zhu Xiaowei didn't sign up to study cooking in France. He lives in the old quarter of Paris. Four women share a room and now he is working as a chef in a traditional French restaurant."

"She's sharing with someone else, who?" Qiao bao'er is very surprised. She didn't think that Xiao Zhu was cheating her to learn cooking. She thought she had arranged everything.

Qiao Baoer remembers that Zhu Xiaowei doesn't seem to have any friends in France. It seems that it's a bit dangerous to rent with her or strangers.

"People I met online."

"Are those people good tempered?"

"I don't know."

"Ah, you don't know anything!" Qiao Baoer is very handy, patted his big head.

Junzhimu has no expression. I don't know if it's a sadistic habit.

"Xiao Zhu has such a character. If he shares a rent with a selfish and powerful person, he will definitely be bullied."

Qiao bao'er is very worried. He turns his anger to Pei Haoran. "Pei Haoran, the dead man, divorced Xiaozhu. He didn't give her alimony. Why did he share the rent with others?"

Junzhimu's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled and dissatisfied.

The main reason is that his wife always likes to worry about outsiders, including Zhu Xiaowei and Tang Yu.

Qiao Baoer is muttering to himself, "however, last time I met some friends on the Internet, they are very good."

"... there is a netizen named seven clawed octopus. She said that she was living alone in a big city. She was too poor, so she ate one of her legs."

Qiao bao'er got excited for a moment and talked about several netizens she met on the Internet recently.

"... another netizen has two smart dogs at home, one is big golden hair, and the other is kirky. She makes kirky lie flat on the floor and pretend to be dead

Junzhimu's eyebrows picked out some strange people she met on the Internet.

Qiao bao'er continued to share with him excitedly, "big golden hair squats behind Keji. Big golden hair wears white sheets on his head and hangs a sign on his neck..."

"The sign says' sell your body to bury your father '" and she laughs.

Junzhimu is happy to see her like this. The corner of her mouth rises slightly unconsciously. No wonder she has been tossing twins and treating her son as a dog recently.

"... who do you know online?" Junzhimu asked her seriously.

Qiao Baoer also imitates him and pretends not to hear.

She turned to look at the clock. It was 1 a.m. and she wanted to sleep.

"You must make it clear to me tomorrow evening about Xiao Zhu."

She also went back to bed and told him before going to bed that the efficiency of the people under your shepherd should be checked tomorrow night.

So she felt at ease, closed her eyes, breathed evenly and fell asleep.

Junzhimu side, looking at her so comfortable sleeping face, "Qiao bao'er, you haven't told me a story." I want to wake her up.