Quickly pass through the male god's cute wife

Chapter 167 As the Only Cat in Interstellar (22)

"Shameless, hmph, I don't want to talk to you anymore." Qiyue's face burned up and turned red.

She was still looking at the white wall.

It seemed to hear the man's faint sigh.

There was a sound beside him, and the bed sank suddenly.

Before Qiyue had time to react, Wen Nuan slowly surrounded her from behind.

"Really ignore me?"

His voice came from his ear, a little hoarse, but with an indescribable charm.

Every word uttered from his thin lips seemed to be filled with endless magnetism and gentleness, like the attraction of gravity, wanting to get closer to his voice every second.

In Qiyue's ears, the restless heart beat faster.

I was a little flustered for a while, and the word "fake" almost blurted out.

Qiyue came to her senses and realized that she had been bewitched by this man.

Qiyue narrowed her eyes.

This product is actually tricked by beautiful men.

Thinking about her grievances, she didn't want to forgive him so easily.

No matter how nice his voice is, no matter how good-looking he is!
Thinking about it, Qiyue buried her head deeply in the quilt, and said in a low voice, "I really ignore you, I don't want to see you now!"

Xi Muqing hugged her tightly in her arms through the quilt.

He lowered his head slightly, smelled the faint fragrance from the neck of the man in his arms, and smiled, "Then are you hungry?"

"Ah?" Qiyue was stunned, and raised her face in a daze.

As if reminded, my stomach began to play a symphony.

Gurg, grunt, louder than ever.

A blush climbed from Qiyue's face to the tips of her ears, dyeing her neck red.

She swallowed her saliva, "No...not hungry..."

At this time, she had to hold back and not eat!

Jian Qiyue would rather not eat than forgive him.

Xi Muqing was a little frustrated, and after sighing, he let go of Qiyue.

Qiyue only heard the heavy footsteps and took a few steps back, turned her head suspiciously, and then——

With a plop, the man knelt down in front of the bed seriously and solemnly, his face still gentle.

Qiyue opened her mouth wide and said in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Xi Muqing looked at her seriously, "Honey, I'm making you kneel."

Qiyue blinked, "Who made you kneel?"

Xi Muqing pursed her lips, her eyes filled with silence, "I punished myself to kneel. I know that this time I did something that made my wife very sad, and I also deeply feel that I am a bastard, so whenever my wife forgives me, I will When will you get up?"

Qi Yue raised his eyebrows.

Hehe, are you using a bitter trick now?

Xi Muqing thought that she must not bear it, so she forgave herself.

Unexpectedly, Qiyue just glanced at him indifferently, and then turned her head away again under his regretful and eager eyes.

"Oh, then you kneel down to look better."

Xi Muqing: "..."

This is different from what he thought.

Qiyue was in a coma for nearly a day.

As a top student, Dr. Xi can do experiments, cook, design and modify.

Just begging my wife to forgive me has nothing to do with it.

So for the first time in his life, before Qiyue woke up, he logged into the online forum that he usually despises the most.

At the same time, a help post was issued.

Someone really gave a lot of suggestions, and after finally screening, he left two experiences that seemed to be useful.

One of them is kneeling on the washboard.

The washboard thing disappeared as early as 200 years ago.

Nowadays, everyone uses fully automatic drum washing machines, so how can such an ancient laundry method be used?

Although there is no washboard, kneeling is always right.

So he went to the kitchen to cook a pot of soup first.

First test the water with the beauty trick, if the temptation fails, then change to the gourmet trick, and then use the bitter meat trick.

who would have expected...

both failed.

Xi Muqing also began to feel wronged, a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes drooped slightly, and the long curled eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyes, trembling slightly, like a fluttering butterfly about to fly away.

"Honey, I was really wrong, can you forgive me?"

After hearing the sound, Qiyue slowly turned her head.

The sun gradually sank to the west, leaving only a small half of the body exposed outside the mountain, shining its gentle and dazzling light on the earth.

The orange sunlight obliquely swept into the glass window, gradually elongating the man's haughty but generous figure, and the shadow hit her face directly.

Her face was shrouded in a shadow.

The man was against the light, his gentle face was white and transparent, and under the light, it seemed to emit soft fluorescence.

And the sun gently draped a veil over his body.

The two fell silent and looked at each other.

Qiyue can see self-blame and remorse in his eyes, as well as guilt and responsibility, more like the deep love that flourishes when the tide rises.

In the lonely and silent space, the breathing of the other party can be clearly heard.

It's obviously far away, but it seems that they are entangled endlessly at this moment.

Through the air, it seems that you can feel the frequency of the other person's heartbeat.

Qiyue's heart gradually softened, and she wanted to reach out and touch the man's face.

Suddenly, her finger on the quilt moved slightly.

However, it is only the fingers that can move.

Qiyue looked up at Xi Muqing, pursed her lips lightly, "You...you come here and help me up."

Xi Muqing's eyes lit up.

His wife forgave him.

He quickly got up from the ground, sat on the edge of the bed, gently grabbed Yue's thin shoulders, and helped her sit up.

After letting her lean on her chest, Xi Muqing rubbed her chin on the top of her furry head, and asked softly, "My dear wife, do you want to eat?"

Qiyue was already hungry, she nodded, "I want to eat."

When Xi Muqing heard this, she wanted to reach out for the bowl of soup that was placed by the bed.

Qiyue called him to stop, "Xiao Qingqing..."

Xi Muqing paused with her outstretched hand, then lowered her head in doubt, "What's the matter, wife?"

A pair of delicate and soft hands landed on his face, stroking his face tenderly.

Qiyue smiled sweetly, her blue eyes seemed to fall into thousands of stars, sparkling and dazzling.

"Xiaoqingqing, I love you." So, I forgive you.

Xi Muqing was flattered, and hugged her a little at a loss.

For a long while, staring at her cherry lips, I kissed her without thinking.

Before Qiyue could react, he turned his head hastily.

"Honey, I...I love you too."

Qiyue looked at the tinge of pink quietly creeping up on the tip of Xi Muqing's ear, and felt happy.

He coughed lightly, "I'm hungry."

Only then did Xi Muqing turn her head, and carefully took the soup bowl placed by the bedside, and placed it in front of Qiyue.

I tried the temperature with a spoon and found that it was just right.

Just sip and feed the moon to drink.

After Yue finished drinking the soup, he took the towel again and carefully wiped off the grease stains on her lips.

Xi Muqing put down the towel, and tightly hugged Qiyue's hand.

"Honey, I watched the surveillance, today is Xu An'an..."

Qiyue took out a bag of dried fruit, while eating by herself, she also stuffed some into Xi Muqing's mouth.

(End of this chapter)