Chatper 026 (2/2)

Yan Xiluo was taken aback, she didn't expect to push him to the ground. She quickly jumped out of bed and helped him up, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Qiao Moli's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he slowly propped his hands to the edge of the bed, and before Yan Xiluo came to his side, he climbed onto the bed with his hands.

With such quick movements, like a wounded cheetah, he sat on the bed and looked back at Yan Xiluo's little face that lost all blood in fright.

"Not yet come to sleep!" He frowned, this girl really dared to push him out of bed.

"Do you dislike my legs? Why do you push me away? You are my wife!" The man's burning eyes shot straight into Yan Xiluo's heart like an arrow.

"No, no, I didn't dislike you. I'm just...not used to...sleeping with you." She didn't know whether she was frozen or frightened, but her voice was shaking anyway.

"Not used to sleeping with me? Then who do you want to sleep with?" The man leaned on the bed, looking indifferently at the dazed girl standing there. She was wearing thin pajamas. The body is shaking.

"Not yet! Do you want to catch a cold?" The man said impatiently with a dark face.

Yan Xiluo lowered his head, walked to the other side, climbed onto the bed, and lay down under the quilt.

Just as she was about to say something, the man waved his long arm and pulled her into his arms again, "Sleep well!"

"..." Yan Xiluo pursed his lips, and he had to control his sleep.

She didn't dare to move anymore, she closed her eyes and didn't dare to breathe.

Qiao Moli tightened her arms, hugged the girl into her arms, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, which is also very good, it does feel different to have a woman in her arms.

Yan Xi fell into his arms and persisted for a while, feeling more and more sleepy, and fell asleep after a while.

It was three o'clock in the middle of the night, and the rain outside the window was still falling, and the girl in my arms finally breathed evenly.

Qiao Moli looked down at the girl, her long eyelashes were tightly closed, her small mouth was slightly turned up, and she looked unhappy when she fell asleep.

Qiao Moli wanted to laugh, he closed his eyes silently, hugged the girl in his arms tightly, as long as you are obedient, I will not expose your lies, it is good to live like this!

He rested his chin on the top of her hair and soon fell asleep.

Perhaps for so many years, Qiao Moli has never had a good night's sleep. Two years ago, every day when he was treating his legs in France was like living in hell.

Finally he was able to stand up, but he still had to pretend to be disabled, because he didn't want to make grandpa sad. If Qiao Mochen knew that his leg was healed, he would use various means to frame him.

Grandpa is getting old, he can't bear to kill each other. He remembered the year when his elder brother Qiao Moshen passed away, his grandfather was in grief. Big Brother is the eternal pain in Grandpa's heart.

Qiao Moli's biological clock is used to waking up at six o'clock every day. But I didn't wake up that day.

The two slept until nine o'clock in the morning. When the servant went to Qiao Moli's room, he didn't see anyone, but was startled when he saw the wheelchair. When he gently pushed Yan Xiluo's room away.

Seeing the two people hugging and sleeping on the bed, the servant immediately covered his mouth and closed the door.

"Butler Lin, the young master slept with the third young mistress last night!" The servant immediately told Uncle Lin.

Uncle Lin was taken aback for a moment, and immediately darkened his face, "Who will the young master sleep with if he doesn't sleep with the young mistress? Make a big fuss. Don't talk nonsense about the master."