You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

Qi Mo came out of the bathroom, wearing a bathrobe loosely on his body.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, tight abdominal muscles, combined with dim light, the sexual tension is directly pulled up.

Sheng Mumu was leaning against the bed, her posture was provocative, her curves were fully displayed.

The red lips parted slightly, acting coquettishly and complaining like anger or anger:

"Qi Mo, are you okay? You won't touch me even after I'm like this?"

After the words fell, the man's black eyes raised a strange look.

Also surprised by this sentence was Sheng Mumu who had just traveled over.

Just now, a dazzling white light flashed in front of her eyes.

Sheng Mumu transmigrated to a character with the same name and surname as her in the novel, and became the vicious stepmother of the hero.

The man in front of me with noble temperament and outstanding figure is not the hero Qi Shaobai in the book.

It's the male lead and his father.

The true president's father——Qi Mo.

Against the light, Sheng Mumu couldn't see the man's face clearly, but seemed to be able to hear the sound of the surrounding air freezing.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

Just a second before she crossed over, the original owner was complaining that the newly married husband refused to fulfill the obligations of husband and wife.

Level ten of social death!

Qi Mo's lingering gaze slowly moved away and turned to the bedside table.

Beside the red wine glass, a condom stood out.

It was difficult to distinguish the emotions in Qi Mo's eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"I only signed a prenuptial agreement last month, do you regret wanting a divorce so soon?"

It was written in the prenuptial agreement—pretending to be husband and wife, the two of them could not be husband and wife.

In his eyes, what she said was equivalent to wanting to break the contract in advance.

Sheng Mumu had just put on the book and hadn't recovered yet.

Without directly answering his words, he bit his knuckles and lost himself in thought.

The man mentioned in his words: the prenuptial agreement was only signed last month.

Then, the original owner has only been married into the Qi family for a month.

In other words, Qi Shaobai, who is the hero of the novel, is only 17 years old now?

This novel begins with Qi Shaobai's graduation from university, and describes the love-hate entanglement between the gloomy wealthy young master and the optimist heroine.

As a small character in the book, the original owner only has a few hundred words in total.

To put it simply, it is the instrumental person who prompts the hero of the novel, Qi Shaobai, to rebel when he was young.

Constantly destroying the relationship between the father and son of the Qi family, wanting to give birth to a child of her own, and truly become the mistress of the Qi family.

The vicious stepmother finally ended up being kicked out of the house.

Thinking of the half-read novel, Sheng Mumu couldn't help but gasp.

According to the plot in memory, the original owner is 28 this year.

Exactly the same age as her.

Thinking of this, she was stunned.

Calculated, the hero's father, Qi Mo, should be 38 years old now.

But the man in front of him doesn't look like 38 at all?

Before he could think about it, Qi Mo had already walked towards her with his long legs.

The man is tall and tall, with excellent proportions, at least 188.

As he got closer, the chiseled handsome face became more and more clearly cropped by light and shadow.

The bridge of the nose is high and straight, and the deep black eyes are filled with layers of glitter.

The skin is cold white, with a few drops of water remaining on the collarbone.

With the movement of walking, the water drops into the depths of the bathrobe, adding a bit of astringency to his ascetic and alienated temperament.

Sheng Mumu swallowed subconsciously, and a line of words flashed in his mind - walking hormone.

She became more and more sure that this must not be the body of a 38-year-old man.

Desire and abstinence.

It's crazy to dance on her aesthetic point.

The lights are beautiful, the indoor aromatherapy is burning, and the ambiguous sweet fragrance floats over.

Without waiting for Qi Mo to ask again "whether you want to divorce early", Sheng Mumu pulled the quilt over her frugal lace pajamas, and said decisively:

"Never leave, never leave, I drink too much and talk drunk."

Qi Mo's eyebrows moved slightly, his eyes turned around her face, and he said:

"Sure?"

He doesn't like to force people.

If she wanted to leave, she could leave anytime.

The man's voice was calm and gentle, but Sheng Mumu felt a natural sense of oppression.

After a moment of silence, she nodded heavily against the pressure.

"Definitely and definitely!"

If you can hit the big luck, you can get a book-traveling experience card, and become a wealthy idler who dreams of being a wealthy idler.

How can you get divorced before you have become a rich woman?

She will not do this loss-making business.

Well, definitely not because my husband is too handsome.

It's not because you can have the hero of the novel as a son without going through the pain of childbirth.

The man stared at the murmuring new wife in front of him.

I can feel that she is different from before, but I don't want to ask more.

A husband-wife relationship established by an agreement is no different from that of strangers.

He didn't care about her abnormality.

As long as you play the role of wife well.

Others, it doesn't matter.

"Yeah." He closed his eyes and answered.

Then unhurriedly untied the tie of the bathrobe, and put the bathrobe aside.

The muscles of the naked upper body are tight and smooth, the shoulders are very broad, and the line suddenly narrows to the waistline, the proportion is perfect.

Sheng Mumu looked at it from the corner of his eye, and his earlobe couldn't help turning red.

After a while, the mattress on his side sank a little, and Qi Mo lifted the quilt and lay down.

The fragrance of the shower gel mixed with the fresh breath of the man's body broke into the nostrils in an instant.

Under the dim light, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were a little loose.

His tone was low and casual.

"Go to sleep."

After the words fell, the well-proportioned hand gently flipped the lamp switch.

The light and the magnetic voice fell together, and the room was suddenly plunged into darkness.

Sheng Mumu was in a complicated mood.

The non-negligible presence of the man beside her made her feel tight in her heart, and she didn't know where to put her hands.

Tossed and turned all night, did not fall asleep until dawn.

When he woke up, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, and Qi Mo had already gone to the company.

She was finally able to visit the new home that fate arranged for herself without any psychological burden.

Xiyu Yueting is located in an area where every inch of land is very expensive in Beijing, and Qi's Mansion is the largest of the group of single-family villas facing the lake.

There are a total of eight bedrooms, twelve halls, nine bathrooms and five balconies.

Audio-visual room, gymnasium, chess and card room, wine storage are all available.

Outside the villa, there is also a greenhouse, a swimming pool and a separate maid's room.

Sheng Mumu thought about it seriously. With her annual salary before time travel, she would have to struggle for at least three lifetimes to buy such a house.

As an executive of a foreign company, her annual salary was not considered low before, but the house price was promoted faster than her. Until she entered this world, she still hadn't been able to save the down payment for the big flat she was looking for.

However, if you can't afford it, you can't afford it.

At least every time her parents urged her to marry, she could delay it for a while by saying "buy a house first, then talk about other things".

Sheng Mumu's legs were sore from visiting the villa, but she didn't feel tired at all.

Two problems that plagued her in the past:

Saved money to buy a house, was urged to marry by parents.

All solved in one go!

What's not to like?

"Wow."

"so big."

"I rely on!"

The butler followed behind Sheng Mumu, and when he heard exclamations from time to time, he kept his face very professionally calm.

After Sheng Mumu returned to the living room and sat down on the leather sofa, she asked:

"Madam, you didn't specifically ask what you want to eat yesterday. I asked the Chinese chef and the western chef to make some. Do you want to eat in the restaurant, or take it upstairs for you?"

"Let's go to the restaurant."

It wasn't until Sheng Mumu sat down at the long table in the restaurant that he realized what the butler meant by "doing a little bit".

Chinese and Western dishes are piled on the table, as well as exquisitely shaped desserts.

Well, it is indeed a billion points...