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

The next day.

Sheng Mumu was woken up by the alarm clock.

He wanted to get the phone, but when he raised his hand, he froze suddenly.

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A sore feeling spread up from the arms.

The whole person is like a towel that has been twisted hard, and there is no place where it is not sore.

He raised his arm with force, and fell halfway, before reaching the edge of the bedside table.

Get your phone and press the alarm clock.

Sheng Mumu lifted his heavy eyelids and looked at the time.

8:15

She remembered that when she was about to fall asleep last night, the sky was gray.

last night……

Or "this morning" is more accurate.

He carried her into the bathtub and took a bath.

At that time, her upper and lower eyelids were already fighting.

Finally, the hum of the hair dryer came to her ears, and the warm air made her fall asleep.

Recalling small fragments.

The man's arms across his waist tightened and pulled her into his arms.

The man's forehead rested on the back of her head.

A hoarse voice came from behind,

"woke up?"

"Well, just—"

Sheng Mumu's eyes widened suddenly before he finished speaking.

"--Awake."

Omg.

Throat is as sandy as eating a hundred Donald Ducks.

Thinking that the culprit who caused her hoarseness was behind her, the temperature of her cheeks rose sharply.

He pursed his lips tightly.

I don't want to say another word.

Qi Mo couldn't see her expression, but he could feel her head buried in the pillow.

As if wanting to prove something, the man propped up half of his body on his elbows and looked at her.

Only the tips of her red ears could be seen.

The man's eyes were stained with a smile, he grabbed her hand, pinched his fingertips lightly, and said slowly:

"Don't go to work today, take a day off."

Sheng Mumu: "Yes."

A response escaped from his throat.

Throat burning pain.

next second.

The man leans over.

Kissed the back of her head.

He lifted the corner of the quilt and stood up easily.

When she came back, she had an extra glass of warm water in her hand and placed it by her bedside.

As if nothing had happened:

"Drink some water to moisten your throat."

Sheng Mumu held her breath and raised her hand to get water.

Arms trembled in the air.

She raised her eyes viciously, and looked at the tall man standing by the bed full of resentment.

The man has messy short hair and looks a bit scribbled and handsome.

When Sheng Mumu stabbed him with a knife, he just bent down and picked up the T-shirt he had thrown on the ground last night.

Put it on neatly, with a light and leisurely posture.

After getting dressed, he looked over.

Seeing Sheng Mumu drinking water weakly and spilling a few drops on the bed sheet, the man's eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his lips seemed to curl up.

Two sheets of paper were pulled out and cleaned up.

He took the empty water glass that she drank in one gulp.

Rubbing her hair, her tone was gentle: "I'll go get another glass."

Sheng Mumu waved his hand, "No, it's ready."

What is spoken is a long sentence.

The voice comparable to Donald Duck could not be hidden.

After the words fell, the air froze for a moment.

"..." Sheng Mumu pursed her lower lip, and looked quietly at the smiling man.

Qi Mo's dark pupils were bottomless, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the dim light floated.

Seems to be recalling something.

After a long while, he put the water glass away and sat by the bed.

With a brace of arms, he leaned over and asked, "Okay?"

Get closer.

The mattress sagged under his weight.

On the cold white and strong forearm, there are a few scratches and red marks, which are particularly abrupt.

The scratches were made by her nails.

The red seal was pinched by her.

Sheng Mumu swallowed slowly.

Shrinking his eyes in embarrassment, he covered the quilt and turned over, not intending to respond to his words.

Show it with actions: She doesn't want to talk, she just wants to sleep.

But just as he turned around, the man stuck up from behind.

Passing through her arms, tightening her slender waist.

He rubbed the exposed skin of her back lightly with the tip of his tall nose.

Sheng Mumu: "!!!"

Slightly hot breath.

Before she could react, a soft kiss had landed on the back of her neck.

There was a slight itchiness between the exhalations.

Sheng Mumu trembled suddenly, his body froze.

Vigilantly hold down the man's troubled hand.

"No."

The man didn't stop clapping his hands in disorder.

The voice was vague, obscure and hoarse, and asked knowingly:

"Didn't you say it? Don't say anything, I don't understand."

The ending sound dragged out an ambiguous tone.

Eat marrow to know the taste.

Knowing the taste will not be enough.

His arms tightened and moved.

Sheng Mumu's face turned red.

"You..." She pinched the man's hand, which was getting more and more messy, and wanted to speak more emphatically, but she spoke weakly and limply, "...you pretend again."

Pretend not to understand.

Insatiable.

There is no such person.

Relying on your physical strength, you can do whatever you want.

Sheng Mumu pressed his hand and changed the subject:

"I'm hungry and want to eat."

The man paused with his arms and was silent for several seconds, before finally letting her go.

"What to eat."

After Sheng Mumu casually said a few things about breakfast, he picked up his phone and acted as if he had something on the phone waiting for her to deal with.

The man gets out of bed and goes into the bathroom.

The sound of him washing up quickly came from behind the bathroom door.

When he came out again, he was half naked.

Instead of wearing a T-shirt, he changed into a shirt and trousers.

The metal strap snapped on.

While arranging the cuff buttons, he walked towards the hanger and raised his hand to grab the hung coat.

Seeing Qi Mo dressed like a dog in a suit and leather shoes again, four words popped out of Sheng Mumu's head - dressed beast.

Right now, it is used to describe this man who is so proud of his eyes and brows.

It couldn't be more appropriate.

Sheng Mumu: "You want to go out?"

Qi Mo bent his lips, "Well, I'll go buy you breakfast."

Sheng Mumu blinked a few times, puzzled.

The resort hotel has a breakfast service, which can be prepared and delivered directly.

In doubt, I heard the man's determined and relaxed voice:

"I just want to buy you breakfast by myself, not someone else's."

Sheng Mumu was stunned: ...

It was the first time she heard such willful words from him.

Lost for a moment.

A sense of guilt creeps up silently.

Actually, she wasn't that hungry either.

Wanting to distract him means more than being hungry.

Just when she was about to say "Forget it", the man closed the door softly and left the room.

Leave a sentence:

"I'll be right back, don't fall asleep, go to bed after breakfast, be obedient."

Looking at the closed door, Sheng Mumu was in a daze for a long time.

A warm current rose in her heart and surrounded her.

She used to despise seeing men say "obedient" to women.

It always feels condescending.

But just now, his tone was gentle and casual.

There is no sense of staring at all.

Let her unconsciously change her prejudice against the word "obedient".

With warmth and guilt intertwined in his heart, Sheng Mumu lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

As soon as your feet touch the ground, stand up.

A dull numbness suddenly hit.

The pain in my back was as if it had been cut off and then reattached.

Now she is glad that Qi Mo is not in the room.

Otherwise, she would be so shy that she wanted to bury herself on the spot.

On the wool rug, the silk pajamas were crumpled and torn.

Thinking of the scene last night, she blushed unreasonably.

He picked up his pajamas and walked briskly to the bathroom.

Randomly stuff pajamas into the laundry basket.

Turn on the faucet and squeeze the toothpaste while dazed.

He raised his eyes inadvertently and saw himself in the mirror.

Her face froze and her pupils trembled.

Neck, shoulders, collarbone, chest.

All red marks.

Either deep or shallow.

Overnight, she changed from Sheng Mumu (beautiful version) to Sheng Mumu (war damaged version)

Sheng Mumu (battle damaged version) took a deep breath: "..."

Squeeze the mouthwash cup silently.

At this moment.

She really wanted to kill the man who made her feel guilty a few minutes ago.

Don't feel sorry for a man, he will become unfortunate and very popular.