Quickly wear the villain's sweet wife

Chapter 180 The Paranoid Boss He Doesn't Care (22)

The closet is huge and holds a lot of clothes.

Quan Nai's face darkened.

What the hell is this all about?One piece is cooler than the other.

Now in this world, just a few pieces of cloth can be called clothes?

After looking around for half an hour, Quan Nai reluctantly chose a miniskirt with a umbilical strap.

Although the matching is not good-looking, it can barely be regarded as a normal set of clothes.

The original owner has an excellent figure, and her tight suspenders outline her beautiful figure.

The short skirt is really short, and if the movement is too big, the spring will be leaked.

Quan Nai didn't really care about it at first, but the original owner's body is not particularly good. Si Jue hasn't fallen in love with her yet, so naturally he doesn't feel sorry for her.

Some things can be done without restraint.

It could take half of her life away.

Quan Nai simply wrapped the sheet around his body and went downstairs.

Si Jue was sitting at the dining table, reading the morning newspaper, with a cup of coffee in front of him.

Quan Nai pulled out the chair and sat down, tore some bread, and asked casually, "Does Mr. Si Jue only drink coffee in the morning?"

"Does it hurt?"

Quan Nai felt that Si Jue was looking at her all the time, when he raised his eyes.

The man took a sip of his coffee very normally, staring at the morning paper seemingly engrossed.

"Casually..."

"Cough cough!"

The butler behind him coughed violently, unnaturally looking away from Quan Nai's eyes, and said awkwardly, "My throat feels a little uncomfortable."

Kwon Nai: Small sample.

"Then... let me do it for you?"

"Cough, cough, cough!!" The housekeeper almost coughed out his lungs, his face was flushed, and he coughed a few times because of choking on his saliva, and he was almost out of breath.

Quan Nai could hardly hold back his thumbs up.

Good guy, you are so dedicated.

On the surface, Quan Nai still seemed to be compromising, "Then... two times?"

"Cough cough!"

"Mr. Si Jue, your housekeeper doesn't seem to be in good health. Would you like to ask a doctor to come and have a look? After all, you are so conscientious, you can't treat him badly, can you?"

Quan Nai didn't want to cook breakfast every day.

Even though she read several recipes, her cooking skills are acceptable.

The butler laughed awkwardly when he heard this, "Thank you for your concern, miss. I'm fine, I just cough occasionally, just drink some medicine and it will be fine. It's fine."

The housekeeper trotted away in a hurry.

Quan Nai raised his eyebrows and continued eating the bread.

Si Jue folded the newspaper, put it aside, and stared at her.

Quan Nai felt uncomfortable.

But hold back.

Suddenly, she had a bad idea, she wanted Si Jue to let her make breakfast herself.

Si Jue saw that staring for a long time was fruitless, so he coughed as if to cover up.

Quan Nai looked incomprehensible: "No way? Is it infected?"

The man pointed to the coffee cup, "It's gone."

"It's right next to you."

"I can't drink enough." His eyes stayed on her.

Quan Nai tilted his head and smiled innocently, "Then how did you live before?"

Si Jue's voice weakened inexplicably.

Seems a little pathetic? !

"Be patient."

Quan Nai: "Then you continue to bear it."

Si Jue took his time, "But if you don't eat breakfast, it's not good for your stomach."

Before Quan Nai could refute, he continued quietly, "If you have a bad stomach, you will feel uncomfortable, if you feel uncomfortable, you will be unable to do what you want, and you will not be able to work hard, so you will have no money, no money..."

He raised his head too slowly, his eyes dimmed.

It was very helpless to say, "If you want to sell your property, oh yes, including your computer... I will still be very unhappy. If I am unhappy, I will turn my grief and anger into the power of movement..."

　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)