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

Qi Shaobai's emotions didn't show on his face.

Still looking indifferent and troublesome, he glanced lazily.

"Oh, you eat first. I just finished playing and take a shower before I come out to eat."

Sheng Mumu: "Don't wash it, I don't dislike the smell of sweat on your body, come here, it won't smell good when it's cold."

Qi Shaobai paused before he stepped out, then slowly turned around, walked over and sat down.

Sheng Mumu looked satisfied after she had succeeded, and pushed the divided soup to Qi Shaobai.

"Thank you..." Qi Shaobai took the bowl and chopsticks.

About to start, suddenly thought of something, turned his head suddenly.

"You can't eat!"

Sheng Mumu raised her eyes in surprise, she just took a sip of soup, she didn't know whether to swallow it or not.

Say with your eyes: ? ? ?

Qi Shaobai looked serious, "The tom yum soup is seasoned with lemongrass..."

"Pregnant women...can't eat that."

He frowned deeply, as if complaining.

"They're all pregnant. Why don't you pay attention to these things? My dad did the same. He brought you this."

Sheng Mumu: "..."

She was amused by Qi Shaobai's domineering aura when he was only seventeen, and after swallowing the soup, she said, "You still understand this at a young age?"

Qi Shaobai clicked his tongue, "Didn't you tell me not to eat it?"

Sheng Mumu laughed: "I'm not pregnant, you misunderstood, young man."

Qi Shaobai: "?"

Sheng Mumu: "Butler Zhang got it wrong that day, and you got it wrong too."

Qi Shaobai: "...did you hear wrong?"

He clearly remembered that his father's expression was happy that day.

Sheng Mumu drank another big mouthful of soup without fear, and said:

"Your father and I have no plans to have children for the time being. If we do, we will tell you in advance."

It's not intentional to get impression points in front of the stepson.

Speaking of this, let me mention it by the way.

Qi Shaobai stared at her silently for a few seconds, then spoke slowly:

"Actually, you don't need to tell me, you are you, and I am me."

His words sounded cold, but his tone was not tough.

Sheng Mumu even heard a hint of the stubborn sense of compromise unique to teenagers.

She smiled, "Eat quickly, it will be cold if you don't eat any more."

"Yeah." Qi Shaobai nodded and picked up the spoon.

After eating almost, Sheng Mumu leaned back on the sofa, looking at Qi Shaobai more and more unpleasant.

After thinking for a while, I decided to speak out.

"Qi Shaobai, can you change your hairstyle, it's so ugly."

Qi Shaobai's hand holding the spoon froze, and when he turned his head again, there was obvious surprise written on his face.

ugly?

Ever since he was a child, people always praised him for his good looks when they saw him. This is the first time he heard the evaluation of "ugly".

Sheng Mumu leaned back a little, frowned, looked at him, and began to comment seriously.

"You have a good skull, why don't you cut your hair short, so you're refreshed and refreshed."

In fact, Sheng Mumu wanted to say this a long time ago, but she kept holding back, and finally couldn't help it today.

Qi Shaobai likes to wear a headband and put his bangs up on his forehead.

The shape is very Japanese, but it is very occasional.

Once wearing a school uniform without a headband, bangs will flutter in the wind, making her look particularly melancholy.

It is mentioned in the novel that he has a gloomy temperament. I don't know if it has something to do with his hairstyle.

Sheng Mumu: "Melancholy is not popular now, too long bangs are not mainstream."

Qi Shaobai raised his eyes to look at the bangs on his forehead, and his vision was indeed blocked.

"It was done by the hair stylist."

The family hair stylist comes to the door every half a month, and every time he has a "do whatever you want" attitude.

Sheng Mumu shook her head and sighed: "It seems that Tony's vision is very old, not very good."

Qi Shaobai's eyes widened slightly, "How do you know his name is Tony?"

Sheng Mumu: "..."

ha?

Is it really called Tony?

Sheng Mumu was half complaining and half scientific: "Your young master doesn't care about world affairs, just search for a group buying app and make an appointment with a hair stylist. Tony can account for half of it."

"Hahaha..." Qi Shaobai laughed.

Sheng Mumu also laughed because of this unexpected coincidence.

……

Fitness room, treadmill.

Qi Mo was attracted by the movement outside and looked over.

Through the glass door, he saw Sheng Mumu smiling brightly.

Her eyebrows are bright and charming, she has two dimples when she smiles, and her voice is pleasant to the ears.

He unconsciously lingered for a while longer, and didn't notice when the mileage set on the treadmill was up.

Supporting his elbows on the treadmill, he stared outside in a daze, his eyes gradually tightened.

A soft spot in my heart seemed to be touched by some inexplicable emotion.

After working out, Qi Mo went upstairs to take a shower.

Press down on the shower head and the water will pour down.

According to his habit, he directly reached out to press the shower gel.

But the hand was empty, and it couldn't be pressed after two presses.

He wiped the water stains on his face with his hands, and turned his head to look over.

A bottle of tea-brown body wash was placed there, unopened.

With drops of water on his bony fingers, he turned the shower gel bottle to the wrong side.

The label says: NOT FOR SALE.

His eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly smiled.

Subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the bathtub area outside the shower.

The same tea-brown toiletry set sits on a china plate by the tub.

Qi Mo understood.

Sure enough, his bottle was a gift from the shower gel she used.

The master bathroom has a tub and shower.

Usually Qi Mo is used to using the shower, while Sheng Mumu prefers to take a bath.

Lately, the contrast between showers and bathtubs has become more pronounced.

The tiles around the square bathtub are filled with scented candles of different shapes, which are stored in a tray with a sense of ceremony.

Every time before taking a bath, Sheng Mumu will choose which aromatherapy to order today according to the weather, mood, and even lucky color of the day.

The same sense of ritual continues to be used in the choice of essential oils for bathing.

She seems to be enjoying her time in the bath.

Qi Mo found that she could always smell different fragrances on her body.

I have to say that she has very good taste, and every fragrance smells very good.

He didn't like the obvious smell of personal items at first, but later he always fell asleep smelling the faint breath beside him, and he gradually became less resistant.

As there are more and more fragrances of bath essential oils in the bathtub, there will occasionally be a bottle or two in the shower that he has never seen before.

Without exception, they are all gifts.

His long eyelashes drooped, water droplets flowed down, and the mist covered his eyes.

The smile on the corner of his lips revealed his emotions.

He didn't care that he was the one using the "gift".

He knew that based on the relationship between their husband and wife, it would be very strange for her to think about buying him something.

But just a little bit of imagination, she was touched inexplicably when she naturally put the gift in the shower.

since she appeared.

The details of his life are all stained with her traces.