Young Master Xing's Pillow Wife

"Come here, throw those two people out, and they are not allowed to enter the villa area."

The servant waiting outside the door answered yes and went to do it.

Su Luobai pondered for a moment, and the thoughts in his mind finally connected into a line: "Since you dare to do such a thing in public so blatantly, there must be a backer behind you."

"Yeah." Xing Kun naturally thought of it, but he didn't like to say it out loud. Besides, the side face of this woman when she was meditating looked more and more like Su Luobai.

Su Luobai continued to analyze: "Besides, I just met them not long ago, so they don't have such a deep hatred for me because of a manuscript, right? Unless, someone instigated it?" Doubts surfaced one after another, and the situation was instant It became clear.

"Who have you offended?" Xing Kun rarely asked a question.

"No." Su Luobai blurted out, but remembered something in the next moment, and froze in place, "Could it be that?"

Seeing that she seemed to have a clue, Xing Kun raised his eyebrows, and let out a voice from his throat: "Huh?"

Su Luo's white ears felt hot, and she stumbled when she said, "Yes, I remembered someone."

But she and Xing Kun are apparently husband and wife. Last time they went to the supermarket together, they seemed to be in a good relationship, but it was not good to say it directly.

"Just say it." Xing Kun urged impatiently.

"Your wife." When Su Luobai uttered this title, the thought in her heart became more certain.

"Ling Xiaorou?" Xing Kun was a little surprised, and then jokingly said: "If I remember correctly, you probably only met once in the supermarket, right?"

Su Luobai was stunned for a moment, she actually forgot about this, she wished she could bite off her tongue in regret, trying to find some excuse to cover it up: "I"

"Why are you so sure?" Xing Kun didn't give her a chance to make an excuse, bent over and approached her, and asked quickly.

"Because she's your wife." Su Luobai finally thought of an excuse, and said confidently, "I've gotten closer to you recently, if she wanted to save you, she might have done something to me, right?"

Xing Kun squinted his eyes, apparently not satisfied with the answer, but let it go, leaning back to the bed, "So, how do you want me to help you?"

Su Luo paused for a moment, then slowly said: "Those two people didn't dare to do anything to me when there were others, and what they said was that they wanted to solve me before I made the truth of the manuscript public. so."

"You want to stay with me until the truth comes to light?" Xing Kun continued.

"No, no." Su Luobai's eyes widened and he waved his hands again and again, "I just want to borrow a bodyguard from you or something."

"It's not impossible." Xing Kun interrupted her again.

Hearing this, Su Luobai was dumbfounded, what does this mean?Are you going to live with him?

Although the two of them have done the most intimate behaviors, they are still relatively alienated in terms of relationship. She never thought of living with him.

"Let Qin Shen accompany you to pack up the important things and bring them here tomorrow." Xing Kun made a decision without authorization, "I live next door to Mu Mu."

Before Su Luobai could react, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and Mu Mu rushed in excitedly, "Yeah! That's great, Auntie is going to live with us!"

"That's not good." Su Luobai still hesitated, "If your wife finds out about it"

"Is there something between us?" Xing Kun asked indifferently.

"Of course not!" Su Luobai retorted hastily.

Seeing Xing Kun raised his eyebrows, Su Luobai finally realized that he wanted to clean himself up.

But it's one thing to understand it yourself, but it's another thing in the eyes of outsiders.

Although Su Luobai was worried about his own life, he still felt that there must be other ways to solve it.

Su Luobai was about to refuse again, when she suddenly felt her thighs sinking, she lowered her head and met her big grape-like eyes, which were full of expectation and longing, "Auntie, you can stay, okay?"

"Mu Mu, good boy." Su Luobai couldn't bear to look into his eyes, she only clings to herself like this because he lacked maternal love since childhood.

Seeing Mu Mu turning his head to look at him pitifully again, Xing Kun couldn't help softening his posture, "You should stay with Mu Mu as a thank you gift."

Su Luobai cautiously suggested to Xing Kun: "Why don't you let your wife come over to take care of Mu Mu?"

"She doesn't deserve it." Xing Kun's tone turned cold instantly.

Su Luobai couldn't help but hug Mu Mu tightly, and finally agreed under Mu Mu's pitiful coquettish offensive.

"The guest room hasn't been cleaned yet, Auntie, will you sleep with me tonight?" Mu Mu asked as she climbed up the pole.

Everyone moved in, Su Luobai had no objection, greeted Xing Kun and told him to take a good rest, then left with Mu Mu.

It was night, but Xing Kun couldn't sleep well. As soon as he closed his eyes, he would see Su Luobai's voice and smile back then. He stretched out his hand to touch it, but it disappeared in an instant, so he never dared to reach out again. , begging her to appear, but she no longer appeared.

"Luobai!" Xing Kun sat up suddenly from the bed, his forehead and back were already covered with sweat, he came back to his senses and realized that it had been three years since she left him, and his mood was even more depressed.

He took a cold shower indiscriminately, and didn't feel sleepy at all, so he went downstairs to get a drink.

Scanning the red wine on the wine cabinet with his fingertips, he finally chose Remy Martin in the corner. Perhaps only spirits could make him fall asleep tonight.

After gulping strong wine into his stomach, there was only half a bottle left in the bottle in front of him in an instant, and the stamina began to pick up, and the bottle in front of Xing Kun gradually turned into several bottles.

He reached out to grab it, but couldn't catch it, until finally it shattered with a bang.

Furious, he cursed angrily, "I won't drink anymore." He staggered upstairs.

Xing Kun, who was supposed to go straight back to the master bedroom, finally stopped at the door of Mu Mu's room.

He pushed open the door and looked at the two sleeping on the bed hugging each other, with an inexplicably dazed expression, as if he saw Su Luobai and their children lying on the bed.

He thought of the fantasy in the dream that would be shattered at the touch of a touch, and felt a little uneasy. He walked to the bed side by step, hesitated for a while, and finally lay down slowly beside Mu Mu.

Su Luobai's biological clock woke her up early in the morning as usual, she stretched lazily, looked at the little meaty bun face in her arms, and kissed him in a good mood.

I was about to get up and go for a morning run when I suddenly felt something was wrong.

She couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Why does it smell like wine?" She sniffed as she spoke.

Following the smell and looking to the other side of the bed, I was shocked to realize that Xing Kun had also slept on this bed all night!
"Xing Xingkun?" Su Luobai's face was full of surprise. This guy had drunk so much that he didn't go back to sleep in his own big bed. Instead, he insisted on running over to squeeze a bed with the two of them. A smile made Su Luobai's hair stand on end.

Xing Kun frowned and turned over, but he didn't wake up.