Madam Dihao is not good

she was.

"You too, rest early."

Just before the other party was about to take up the line, Mu Xicheng's voice tightened: "Xia Nai."

"Master Mu, is there anything else you want to convey?" the servant asked suspiciously.

"I love you."[

His deep and beautiful voice came out through the phone, with a frightening low alcohol.

The servant kept resisting, but this time, he couldn't resist anymore, and blushed a lot.

After not hearing a response for a while, Mu Xicheng asked, "What did she say?"

Only then did the servant realize that he wasn't talking to himself, coughed softly, and said awkwardly, "Miss Xia said yes."

Although she didn't respond "I love you" or "Me too", Mu Xicheng was still slightly satisfied.

After hanging up the phone over there for a long time, he was still holding the phone, maintaining that posture, reminiscing about what he just said.

An urge to return to her was urgently rising in my heart, and this urge was getting stronger and stronger, and I was about to be unable to suppress it!

He put down his phone, washed himself quickly, went out, and looked for clothes in the closet.

He Xiuzi, who had just put on her shirt and washed up in another bathroom, opened the door and walked in. Seeing that he was about to put on a coat, she asked suspiciously, "Are you going out?"

Mu Xicheng ignored her, buttoned the last button, and put on his coat.

And He Xiuzi, who was wearing a nightgown, came over and took his arm: "Cheng, don't forget what you promised me."

Mu Xicheng's eyes turned cold.

"To be honest, my requirements for you are already very low... Is there any woman who is willing to watch her husband raise women outside?" He Xiuzi shook his arm, "I am so tolerant of you, You also give in to me once in a while."

Mu Xicheng's eyes had completely cooled down, like an iceberg.

"You see, it's getting late. I asked my servants to make some supper. After eating, let's go to bed early."

He Xiuzi helped him take off his coat, and said coquettishly, "Besides, it's raining so hard outside, don't run around, my dad and I will be very worried if anything happens."

"Are you threatening me?" The big palm grabbed He Xiuzi's chin.

Her small and delicate chin could be crushed into pieces with a little force in his tightening palm.

He hates their threats and supervisors, always instructing him what to do and what not to do! [