Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

The next day, it was already past 11 o'clock when Su Mubai woke up.

The headache caused by his hangover made him lay on the bed and massage his head.

His complexion was soft and gentle.

He dreamed of his Xiaobai last night, and she finally agreed to get married.

There was undisguised joy on his face, and Su Mubai thought this was a good sign.

He lay down for a while before getting up from the bed, reaching for the mobile phone that his assistant put on the bedside table for him last night.

When I opened the screen, I was shocked to see dozens of missed calls and unread WeChat messages.

The whole person suddenly woke up.

My right eyelid couldn't stop twitching.

He doesn't usually receive such rare treatment.

Seeing that half of the missed calls were from Xiaobai, Su Mubai had a bad feeling.

He usually takes the initiative to call her. If he hadn't refreshed his presence from time to time, she might have forgotten that she had a boyfriend over time.

Why did he feel a little scared when there were so many calls to him suddenly this time.

When I opened WeChat and saw the pinned sentence at the top, it ended with a period, "You're dead."

Su Mubai's scalp was numb.

Then he clicked on the message Cui Sangsang sent him privately, "I keep my word. On the last day of the deadline, I confessed."

His whole body felt like it was struck by lightning, and he probably knew what he had missed.

I was busy looking at the family group, and my fingers swiping up the screen were trembling slightly.

Finally, I stared at the few messages sent by my "well-behaved and sensible" sister at about nine o'clock last night.

His usually flexible mind was shutting down at this moment. Su Mubai knew that he should think of countermeasures immediately to avoid being kicked out of the house.

But my mind is blank.

Suddenly he heard a faint sound in the corridor outside the bedroom. He immediately held his breath and alertly, and finally heard the sound of high heels coming from far away.

There were many servants in the manor, but his room was on the second floor, and no one would come up without his permission.

Apart from……

That's not the sound of high heels, it's the sound of urging someone to die.

He stood up quickly, but in the end it was a step too slow.

When the bedroom door was opened from the outside, he put on his slippers and stood beside the bed.

Looking at the person he usually dreamed of, he couldn't be happy at the moment.

A hint of guilt and stiffness appeared on his gentle face, and he said flatteringly: "Xiao Bai."

Song Shoushuang looked at him expressionlessly and closed the bedroom door with her backhand.

I could smell the smell of alcohol on his body from afar, and frowned with her elegant and relaxed brows.

Walk towards him slowly.

If murderous intent is tangible, Su Mubai has already seen the person who wore a wedding dress for him in his dream last night, now walking towards him with a dog-head guillotine.

Trying to struggle: "Xiao Bai, please listen to my explanation."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to pull her.

The next second, there was a muffled groan, and someone threw him over his shoulder and onto the bed.

Without giving him a chance to react, Song Shoushuang knelt on the bed with one knee, twisting his stretched out hand on his back with one hand, suppressing him and preventing him from moving.

The other hand grabbed the pillow and hit him from behind.

Su Mubai moved, trying to get up from the bed, but his arm was pinched mercilessly again.

As her face was pressed against the bed and rubbed, Su Mubai gradually changed from struggling to calming down. He wanted to let her vent her anger first, otherwise this matter would never be over.

The side of his face was pressed against the quilt, quite helpless.

Untimely, he suddenly remembered that when she first transferred to Beijing in high school, he bullied her, but she had endured it without saying a word.

Later, one time Xu was really annoyed, and just like today, he fell to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

It was also that time that he realized that the little girl who usually looked as thin as paper was learning Sanda. When she beat people, the veins in her arms stood up.

She didn't know how long she had been hit, but when she didn't have the strength to defend herself, Su Mubai turned over and pinned the person underneath her.

He grabbed her wrist with one hand and pressed it on the quilt. He lowered his head and coaxed: "Xiao Bai, I was wrong."

"Can you please listen to my explanation?"

Song Shoushuang frowned, his eyes showing displeasure, and said angrily: "Let go!"

Su Mubai refused to let go: "Do you still want to fight?"

Song Shoushuang is also stubborn. She has always been soft-spoken and not tough-talking since she was a child. She doesn't even bother to pretend: "I'll beat you to death."

Su Mubai laughed when he heard this. He took the hand he was pressing on the pillow and put it on her waist. Then he quickly hugged her tightly with both hands, pressed his whole body on her, leaned over and kissed her face, smiling. Said: "Then I can't let go."

He was caught off guard when she fell over her shoulder that time in high school, and he was not prepared for her just now. He was the one who let her vent her anger just now.

If it comes down to it, she is not bad, but there is a huge disparity in strength between men and women, so she is no match for him.

He kissed himself, and Song Shoushuang turned her face away in disgust but couldn't. She could only be kissed by him many times in succession.

She was a little crazy and disgusted: "You stink!"

Smells like alcohol!

After hearing this, Su Mubai kissed her several times and said in her ear: "I dreamed last night that you agreed to get married."

After struggling for a while, I found that I couldn't break free.

Song Shoushuang lost her strength and stopped struggling, letting him hold her. She gave up on herself and said, "No more fighting, get up!"

"Really? You're not cheating?" Su Mubai raised his eyebrows. He didn't quite believe her.

Song Shoushuang nodded: "Really."

"Okay, I'll trust you once." After saying that, Su Mubai let go of the hand that restrained her.

But before he could get up, he was forcefully lifted open by the person underneath him.

Su Mubai sat on the bed, while Song Shoushuang quickly jumped out of bed and stepped on the high heels that had just fallen to the ground.

After straightening the clothes that had been messed up just now, she looked at the person on the bed and sneered: "Haven't you heard?"

"Dreams are all reverses."

When Su Mubai heard this, he became anxious: "Xiao Bai, I can explain this matter."

"It's really none of my business, and I didn't know it for a few days before you did."

"That girl beheaded first and then played the show. I really didn't know."

"Oh." Song Shoushuang said lightly.

Oh?What's the meaning?

Su Mubai looked at his girlfriend blankly.

Song Shoushuang smiled but said, "I'm here today to do two things."

He raised his index finger and said with a smile: "First, I'll beat you up."

"Second." The curled middle finger also stood up: "I will inform you in person."

"As of 9:18:42 last night, you don't have a girlfriend."

The smile on Su Mubai's face froze. After two seconds, he carefully tried: "Then when can I have a girlfriend again?"

His face looked a little more flattering.

Song Shoushuang smiled gently: "What do you think?"

Su Mubai said uncertainly: "Tomorrow?"

Seeing Song Shoushuang smiling and saying nothing, he asked again: "The day after tomorrow?"

"Life imprisonment." Song Shoushuang changed his face in a second and stopped even pretending to smile: "There will be no way in the next life."

After saying that, he turned around and left the bedroom. Su Mubai hurriedly put on his shoes and walked out.

But he saw her going straight downstairs, dragging her suitcase in the living room and leaving.