A black-bellied ex-husband seduces his wife

Chapter 39 Began to hesitate

Probably because chatting with Mu Shuoqian really helped, Gu Qili tossed and turned for a while before falling asleep, but this time he did not sleep peacefully.
Gu Qili woke up suddenly, she was indeed a little short of breath, opened her eyes, she was stunned.

Mu Shuoqian, who was sleeping on the other side, rolled over at some point,
Bah bah, why are you still singing.

Gu Qili shyly looked away,

"Mu Shuoqian, wake up." Gu Qili raised his voice.

She yelled a few times before he slowly opened his eyes, the sleepy eyes still lingering in his eyes, he looked at her blankly, with a look of ignorance of not knowing where he was at this time, after watching for a long time, he opened his eyes in a low hoarse voice. "Why are you here?" the voice asked.

This sentence, Gu Qili also wanted to ask, why are you entangled in me.

She lowered her eyes and looked at his long arms and legs: "Are your hands and feet in the wrong place?"

Mu Shuoqian seemed to have realized it now, sat up hastily, and said righteously: "I treat you like a pillow."

Gu Qili: "...."

"I have the habit of hugging a pillow when I sleep." His explanation was majestic and upright, as if hugging her like a pillow all night was just out of habit.

She had never slept with him, how could she know if he had such a quirk.

Gu Qili obviously didn't believe it,

Mu Shuoqian obviously also found the crux of the matter, but he still had a calm expression on his face,

"Don't eat."

When Gu Qili heard this, he immediately persuaded him earnestly: "Skipping breakfast is really not a good habit. You already have stomach problems, how can you not eat breakfast? In the long run, not only the stomach problems will become more and more serious, but also cause hypoglycemia. , constipation, accelerated aging, and gain weight..."

Staring at her chattering little mouth, Mu Shuoqian frowned, and his voice was not very pleasant: "I don't eat the ones made in the hotel."

Gu Qili knew that there was a simple small kitchen here, so he could only say, "Then I'll make it for you."

Mu Shuoqian nodded, and continued to look down at the email on the phone.

Since when, he started to only eat the breakfast she made. He felt that this was not a good thing, because dependence is addictive, and it is difficult to quit.

Thinking of the phrase "I liked it too" she said last night, his eyes couldn't help but get a little more complicated, and he couldn't watch his phone any longer, and threw it on the bed in annoyance.

He has always been strategizing, only this time, he began to hesitate.

(End of this chapter)