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

There was no light in the bedroom, and the moonlight shone in from the window.

The two lay on their sides, their eyes facing each other.

Under the weak light, the dim light in Qi Mo's pupils surged, and there were fragments of light spots blooming, which were deep and moving.

Sheng Mumu couldn't help breathing, and was stunned for a long time before thinking of what to say.

"I seem to have insomnia, or... I'll go to another room to sleep, so as not to disturb your rest."

Peeking is humiliating to be spotted.

To explain why peeking at this thing will only make the humiliation index x2.

She wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, get away with it and leave the death scene.

Sheng Mumu sat up covering the collar of her pajamas.

There are many rooms in the villa, and the servants clean it up, so you can go to bed at any time.

In fact, she had long wanted to propose a room split with Qi Mo, but she had never had the chance to meet him.

Now is a good time.

"Go back to sleep, I'll go next door."

Sheng Mumu lifted the quilt and stood up with his arms propped up.

Suddenly, her wrist was clasped by a big, thick and slender palm, forcing her to stop.

The moment their skins touched each other, both of them felt a strange feeling in their hearts.

Sheng Mumu's heart suddenly tightened.

The man obviously didn't use much strength, but he made her freeze all over and stop moving.

At the reception, he wrapped his arms around her waist, but after all, it was separated by a layer of cloth.

This was the first time that the two had uninterrupted contact.

The senses are magnified in the darkness, and the delicate and smooth touch of the woman's wrist skin comes from the palm.

Qi Mo rolled his Adam's apple, and his voice became hoarse than before:

"It will make people suspicious."

Sheng Mumu was slightly taken aback.

Suspect?

Perhaps it was because he stared at this handsome face for too long just now that he became dizzy for a while.

Her brain crashed, she misunderstood what Qi Mo meant, and she also forgot about the prenuptial agreement.

The mouth is not controlled by the brain, and blurted out with a subconscious reaction:

"Uh...Sorry, I didn't consider that couples sleeping in separate rooms will make people suspect that you are not good at that. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Men are most taboo to be told no.

The newlywed wife refuses to live with her husband, which is self-evident...

She was careless.

As soon as the voice fell, the air froze.

She felt the big hand holding her wrist tremble.

Qi Mo's temples twitched, his brows furrowed deeply.

Does she even know what she's talking about?

Sheng Mumu hadn't figured out what was wrong, so she lay down again very cooperatively.

His wrist was still clasped by Qi Mo's big palm.

She turned her wrist slightly, reminding him that he can let go, and she won't leave.

For his image, cooperate with the performance to the end.

After a while, there was a very thin exhalation sound in the darkness, and the hand that held her was slowly released.

Immediately afterwards, a man's magnetic voice came.

"When did I say I didn't like your drinking?"

Qi Mo didn't continue the topic just now, thinking of the message Qi Shaobai sent him, he asked out his doubts.

In his memory, he never said such a thing.

The number of conversations with her in the past can be counted on the fingers.

It is even more impossible to ask her what to do and what not to do.

But people will have omissions, maybe he remembers wrongly.

Faced with uncertainties, he chose to ask directly.

Suddenly being asked such a question, Sheng Mumu was stunned: "!!!"

The lie she casually told last time in order to solve an emergency incident unexpectedly reached Qi Mo's ears.

At that time, only Qi Shaobai and his classmates were present, and it was impossible for his classmates to have the opportunity to talk to Qi Mo.

Then it is only possible that Qi Shaobai said it.

Gee.

Didn't the book say that the father and son have a normal relationship and rarely communicate with each other?

How come Qi Mo knows about such a boring little thing?

Even though the lights were off, Sheng Mumu could still feel Qi Mo's eyes on her.

Staring at her made her feel uncomfortable.

The man was silent, waiting for her answer.

Time passed second by second.

Suddenly, in the silence, a very thin snoring sounded.

"call--"

"Hu-hu-"

Qi Mo: "..."

Sheng Mumu closed his eyes.

A shallow, pretentiously rhythmic snoring sounded.

Pretending to be asleep was the most convenient and quick way she could think of.

At this moment, when the sky fell, she couldn't speak anymore.

Qi Mo's gaze was still on Sheng Mumu's face.

Under the faint moonlight, her red lips were slightly parted, the bridge of her nose was small and straight, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

After a while, the corners of Qi Mo's lips twitched in a helpless arc, and in the silence, there was a magnetic low voice with a hint of apology:

"You can do what you want. I have no objection. I have wronged you by asking you to pretend to be Mrs. Qi."

On the day the prenuptial agreement ends, it just costs him a little money.

But the woman in front of her had added a "married and divorced" to her experience in vain.

After all, it was wronged her.

After Qi Mo finished speaking, he went back to sleep.

He knew she heard it.

In the darkness, Sheng Mumu held her breath, feeling completely sleepless.

Wronged? ? ?

She doesn't understand.

If it is a grievance to be able to live a wealthy life without fulfilling the obligations of husband and wife.

She doesn't mind more grievances like this.

She is strong and can bear it.

……

In Sheng Mumu's vision, Qi Mo should have gone to the company after he woke up.

Unexpectedly, the next day, when she yawned and walked out of the room, she ran into the man who had just finished the video conference and came out of the study.

He was wearing a black shirt, and since it was not a formal occasion, he did not wear a tie.

Only one button was loosened very restrainedly, and the cuffs were rolled up to the middle of the forearm, revealing the cold white and strong wrist bones.

Seeing her coming out, the man stopped and looked over.

Sheng Mumu, who had just woken up, was still not so clear-headed, her eyes were wet from yawning, and she stared back at him blankly, her pupils were as clear as a deer.

She rubbed her eyes, "You didn't go to work?"

Qi Mo: "Well, there aren't many things to do today, just deal with them at home."

While speaking, his eyes turned around her face.

There were red marks on her face from the pressure of sleep, and she looked dazed and naturally cute with her slightly surprised expression.

Thinking of what happened last night, Sheng Mumu's earlobes blushed inexplicably, and he felt that every second his gaze stayed on her face was scorching hot.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to leave, the butler walked up the stairs and said to them:

"Sir and madam, lunch is ready."

"En." Qi Mo responded.

Turning to look at Sheng Mumu, "You just woke up, let's have dinner together."

Sheng Mumu nodded blankly.

Just when she was still thinking about whether she should find something to talk about having dinner with Qi Mo, there was a sound downstairs.

The housekeeper took a look and said with a smile, "The young master is also up."

There is no school today on Sunday.

So this meal became a "family of three" together.