My husband loves me too much

Chapter 369 382. Who would have thought that she is not dead?
Mu Hua still drinks only two glasses of wine.

The only advantage of being drunk is probably that you can sleep soundly until dawn.

"Drink water."

Being hugged and sitting up from the bed, Mu Hua took a couple of sips when the water glass was brought to her mouth.

Mu Hua's head hurts a lot. After taking away the hands wrapped around her waist, she got out of bed and went to the bathroom. When she reached the door of the bathroom, she had already taken off the wine-red silk nightgown and threw it on the sofa.

The bathroom door was transparent, blurred by the heat.

After 2 minutes, Bo Qijin looked away, skillfully poured pills of different colors and sizes from each medicine bottle, and placed them next to the water cup.

The sound of the water stopped, and Mu Hua came out wearing a towel.

With the rug, she was too lazy to put on her shoes.

Compared with the bright red poppy plant in the bustling casino last night, it is another style, clean and refreshing, she is originally cold white skinned, and after two years lying in the hospital bed, she is even more white. Pulled away by Bo Qijin, the sunlight fell in, and a halo lingered around her, like her own light.

Mu Hua raised her head, poured a small handful of pills into her mouth, and took a sip of the warm water pipe, without even frowning the whole time.

Now the dose is one-third less than half a month ago.

Every time she took the medicine, she would feel nauseated and nauseated, but she couldn't vomit it out, so she felt very uncomfortable, and it could be relieved by lying down for a while.

Bo Qijin picked up the bath towel on the floor, went into the bathroom, took a hair dryer and sat by the bed, drying Mu Hua's hair.

Someone knocked on the door outside, and Bo Qijin pulled up the quilt to cover Mu Hua's shoulders before opening the door.

"Huahua."

Hear his voice before seeing him.

As soon as the other party's door opened and he barged in, Bo Qijin frowned and pushed him out.

"Damn it! I hit so hard that my porridge almost flew away," the young and energetic boy didn't understand the word "restraint" at all, and squinted at Bao Qijin, "Who are you?"

Bo Qijin tidied up his cuffs, then looked up lightly.

He has a mixed-race face, speaks standard Mandarin, and is in his early 20s. Although he is dressed casually, he wears a sky-high priced watch on his wrist.

This should be the boy who took out a ring in public at the bar last night, amidst the cheers and whistles around him, the boy who frankly begged Mu Hua.

"Who are you? This is Huahua's room, who are you..."

"Her husband."

Bo Qijin closed the door without changing his face.

The big boy who was locked outside frantically scratched the door, making a group of people's movements by himself, and didn't calm down until he was dragged away.

Mu Hua in the room has already started eating breakfast.

The Chinese breakfast, porridge, steamed buns, and stir-fried vegetables were all not very authentic. After eating [-]% full, Mu Hua went back to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

The wisdom tooth is still there.

"Have you played enough?" Bo Qijin hugged Mu Hua from behind, showing no sign of anger, gentle and handsome, "The weather in Jiangcheng is not bad, not hot, the grapes are ripe, go back and taste, okay?"

Mu Hua rinsed her mouth with saliva, her cheeks puffed up.

Bo Qijin, who had been neglected all morning, finally couldn't help stretching out the devil's hand, starting from the most convenient place.

"Mu Hua."

"Mu Hua?"

The name is only two words, and he can call it with thousands of tones.

"Is the divorce agreement ready?" Mu Hua turned around, turned to Bo Qijin, and said the first sentence to him, "All the marital property belongs to me, including your company, your house and car. Said that everything except your woman belongs to me, and you leave the house."

"If you agree, book a ticket for me."

Bo Qijin raised his eyebrows, and said unhurriedly, "It's impossible to go out without leaving the house, I can consider giving you half of it."

It's okay, let's divide it in half first.

"Then half," Mu Hua nodded.

Mu Hua sleeps most of the time during the day, and nightlife begins after dark.

In a city as luxurious as Las Vegas, the night is truly heaven.

However, while Bo Qijin is here, Mu Hua is not so free, and all casinos and nightclubs are blacklisted.

It's boring, so I just flew back to Jiangcheng the next day.

There was no direct flight, and I changed planes midway. After more than ten hours of flight time, Mu Hua was too tired to talk, so she asked the driver to drive to the nearest hotel.

"Go back to Qinghe Villa," Bo Qijin said quietly.

Qin Shi silently turned the car around.

Mu Hua looked at Bo Qijin indifferently.

Bo Qijin pinched her small face, rubbed it, kissed her, without changing expression, "Before you go through the formalities, you are my wife."

"Not tomorrow."

"Tomorrow is Saturday, the staff will be on holiday."

"The day after tomorrow it won't be."

"So you are my wife today, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Mu Hua was not interested in this kind of word play, and turned her head to look out the window.

Compared with Las Vegas, the night in River City is gentler.

It's no different from two years ago.

Who would have thought that she was not dead?
(End of this chapter)