Quick Travel: The beginning is Shura Field

Chapter 1737: Ending (5)

"This is my home, you can leave now."

Mu Qingtian said with a kind of helplessness that Dai Ke was making trouble for no reason: "Xiao Ke, stop making trouble. If you are angry that I don't care about you, I can change it. I will pay more attention to you in the future, okay?"

"I told you to leave!"

Dai Ke rushed forward to open the door and said in a serious tone: "Get out!"

Mu Qingtian walked over and wanted to grab Dai Ke to leave together, but was stopped by Mo Xiao.

He turned his back to Dai Ke, the harmless smile on his face faded, leaving only a cold warning: "As my sister's husband, I should give her the greatest respect."

"She's angry now, I think you should be able to tell, so you should leave now instead of continuing to irritate her and make her unhappy."

"Also, even if my sister is your wife, you should respect her wishes instead of taking subjective coercive actions. Otherwise, I will think you are suspected of domestic violence and I will call the police immediately."

Mu Qingtian was so angry that he laughed. Just as he was about to threaten, Dai Ke spoke again: "Mu Qingtian, don't force me to say the word 'get out'."

Mu Qingtian gritted his teeth, glanced at Dai Ke, and left angrily.

Mo Xiao closed the door and immediately changed back to a docile expression, comforting Dai Ke: "If you are still angry, you can hit me. I am a sports major and I am very strong. I can be a punching bag for you."

Mo Xiao gently took Dai Ke's hand and patted his strong chest. Dai Ke was amused: "It's not you who made me angry, why should I hit you?"

"No matter who makes my sister angry, I can do anything as long as it can help her calm down." Dai Ke observed Mo Xiao leisurely.

Whether it is good looks, a nice figure, or personality.

It can be said that Mo Xiao meets all her aesthetic requirements 100% and complies with all her requirements for a partner.

She still couldn't understand how she, a serious person known as a "cold-blooded monster", could pursue Mu Qingtian so shamelessly?

Was his body taken away?

Or is it really because we have been married for too long and the novelty has worn off?

"What are you thinking about, sister?"

Dai Ke came back to his senses and saw the handsome face in front of him. Dai Ke turned his head first and said, "I'm hungry."

"I made breakfast, please have some, sister."

Mo Xiao brought out the stewed chicken soup from the kitchen and invited Dai Ke into the restaurant. He then threw the breakfast that Mu Qingtian had brought into the corner, preparing to take it down and feed it to the stray dogs.

Dai Ke tasted the chicken soup and praised, "It's delicious. By the way, when did you get up? Did you clean the room?"

According to the original level of mess, it would take at least six or seven hours to clean it up. Doesn't that mean Mo Xiao has been cleaning it up since Dai Ke went to bed yesterday?

The apartment was also well soundproofed, so she didn't hear any noise at all.

"I slept during the day yesterday and couldn't sleep at night. I thought I had nothing to do, so I just cleaned it up."

Without waiting for Dai Ke to show embarrassment, Mo Xiao said, "But I'm not helping for nothing. It's just that I like to cook, but there's no one to help me taste the food. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble my sister for help in the future."

Mo Xiao's thoughts were so obvious that Dai Ke couldn't even pretend to be stupid.

He wasn't looking for someone to help him try it out; he was simply looking for an opportunity to have more contact with Dai Ke.

But she still agreed: "Okay."

"Thank you sister."

In the evening, Dai Ke looked at Mo Xiao who was still staying in her house. She had no intention of driving him away, but was just looking for something in a hurry.

"What are you looking for, sister?"

"Have you seen my charger?"

"In my sister's bedside table."

When Dai Ke returned, his bedroom had also been refurbished by Mo Xiao.

After getting the charger, Dai Ke sat on the sofa, waiting for his phone to turn on: "You really know my home better than I do."

Mo Xiao sat down next to Dai Ke, leaving a comfortable social distance for Dai Ke: "The more familiar I am with this place, the more my sister will need me."

Mo Xiao's straightforward words and his passionate and sincere gaze left Dai Ke with no way to respond. After all, she was a married woman now, and she was destined to be unable to answer everything about him.

Thinking about it, Dai Ke felt that divorce should indeed be put on the agenda.

into the night.

With the bright light above his head, Dai Ke sat on the sofa wearing a thin gray-blue knitted cardigan, his fingers constantly touching the computer on his knees.

Her long hair was tied diagonally on her left shoulder with a simple floral hairband, and the slightly curled ends swayed slightly with the movement of her arms.

As if she felt tired, she took off the half-frame glasses on her nose, pinched her eyebrows, and her every move revealed a mature and lazy charm.

The warm fingertips fell on the acupuncture points on her forehead, and the gentle kneading action relieved some of her fatigue.

Mo Xiao said with embarrassment: "The property management said that the wiring at home needs to be repaired, which may take a few days, so I ask my sister to take me in." Dai Ke looked at the shadow on his side, then lowered his eyes to look at the narrow sofa under him: "I'm sorry to have wronged you."

Mo Xiao moved his fingers down and kneaded Dai Ke's neck and shoulders: "How did sister know that gentleman?"

Dai Ke answered nonchalantly: "It was a chance encounter."

"Sister, can I ask you one more question?"

"You said."

"Sister, do you dislike that gentleman? I always feel that you two are more like enemies than husband and wife."

like?

The lazy light in Dai Ke's eyes shattered into waves. She searched through all the memories in her mind. Even though there were scenes of her pursuing Mu Qingtian, she did not feel any passion.

Seeing that Dai Ke didn't answer, Mo Xiao wanted to say something, but Dai Ke's cell phone rang.

Looking at the caller, Dai Ke hung up the call, but the other party called again without giving up.

Dai Ke answered impatiently: "What's the matter?"

Mu Qingtian's drunken voice came from the other side: "I'm downstairs at your house."

Hearing this, Dai Ke quickly walked to the balcony, and sure enough, there was a man in a black coat standing under the street light downstairs.

As if he was aware of Dai Ke's presence, he looked up and met Dai Ke's gaze.

Although he couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, Dai Ke felt that he was crying.

Dai Ke hung up the phone. Mo Xiao watched Dai Ke walk towards the entrance and immediately followed her to put on her coat: "It's cold outside, don't catch a cold."

"Thank you. Please wait for me at home."

Dai Ke wrapped his coat tightly and went downstairs. He walked up to Mu Qingtian and looked at his red face due to alcohol and his eyes filled with tears. He felt a little soft-hearted: "What are you doing here?" "I missed you and wanted to see you."

Mu Qingtian came closer and hugged Dai Ke tightly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you, please forgive me, I can't live without you."

Mu Qingtian didn’t know how long he had been standing in the snow, and the coldness all over his body made Dai Ke shiver.

"You're drunk. I'll ask the driver to pick you up."

"No!" Mu Qingtian said coquettishly, "I want to stay with you for a while, just a while."

If the two of them stayed here in this icy and snowy weather, they would probably both fall ill tomorrow.

Thinking that Mo Xiao was still in the apartment, and fearing that the two would not get along well when they met, Dai Ke said, "Okay, I'll go back to Haiting Bay with you."