Chapter 188 Drunkenness
Xiao Junheng doesn't talk to drunks.

The man picked her up silently, the figure of the female artist was very strict, and the cat-like weight was no pressure for him.

Xiao Junheng frowned, it was too mild, he should take more supplements.

The wine is strong and cowardly.

Jiang Mu was already very courageous, and alcohol seemed to turn on an inexplicable switch in his brain.

The big bed in the bedroom is not too soft, Xiao Junheng's bedroom has always been used to sleeping on a hard plank bed according to his preference, and she never said anything.

Jiang Mu was put on the bed, she hugged his neck with both hands and did not let go, and went straight into his arms in aggrieved manner.

Xiao Junheng: "What's wrong?"

The sudden throwing arms and hugs disrupted his position, silently swallowed his saliva, his eyes staring at the void, not daring to raise his head.

"The bed is so hard, I don't like it."

She complained aggrievedly, wrapped her legs around his waist, and climbed up as she spoke, treating the man like a tree to express her dislike.

Xiao Junheng grabbed her waist and dragged her down, his face was serious, but his voice was soft enough to drip water: "I will change it tomorrow."

"No."

Jiang Mu kicked his legs, bouncing around in his arms like a coquettish addict.

"I want to sleep on a soft one now." Holding his face with pale fingers, he said with a smile: "There is no soft one, you can leave it for me to make a mattress."

"If you can't sleep on a soft bed, it's the same to sleep on you."

Jiang Mu slid his fingers down, supported his shoulders with both hands, leaned over to look into the man's eyes in a superior position, and moved closer.

Xiao Junheng silently pursed his lips, as if expecting, ready to welcome.

Boo!
A loud kiss that sends a signal in a silent room.

Being teased so much, Xiao Junheng's dark eyes turned red at some point, and the big hand supporting her weight suddenly lost strength.

Jiang Mu was thrown heavily on the bed. Thanks to the fact that the mattress was not too soft, there was no embarrassment of bouncing back and forth.
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When drowsy.

There are noisy sounds downstairs, and the master bedroom with good sound insulation can vaguely hear people walking in the cloakroom.

Thinking of going to Xingxing TV to record a program today, Xu Ge Ping brought a stylist over to try on clothes.

Wrapped in pajamas, Jiang Mu searched for a long time but couldn't find any slippers, so he went out barefoot.
Probe glanced at the cloakroom next door, the door was open, no one was there.

She walked in, and there was a glass cabinet in the center of the floor at some point, and she looked closer suspiciously, the whole cabinet was filled with jade bracelets and red gemstone jewelry.

The red ornaments look familiar.

Jiang Mu took down the bag from the multi-treasure shelf at the side, and compared the two, the ordinary bracelet necklace brought back from the beach suddenly had a high-end version.

Can't say they're similar, just say they're the same.

When the light shines in, she, an unprofessional folk connoisseur, can see that the whole cabinet of jewelry is expensive.

It was all money at first glance.

Jiang Mu admired it for a while and then looked away. It was obviously not something that Ge Ping could get. He turned around and opened the closet, his eyes widened imperceptibly.

What is the situation, where did the extra clothes come from?

She opened several wardrobes one after another, including the new season's big-name private clothes, high-end dresses, casual clothes and bags, and it was very difficult to find an ordinary one.

"Why sigh."

The man entered the door, easily picked her up and put her on the glass cabinet, frowning at her bare feet.

Jiang Mu didn't care about other things, and patted the jewelry in the closet under him: "Did you get it?"

"Like it."

He knelt down on one knee and wrapped his hands around her tender feet, skillfully without any sense of disobedience.

The last bit of drowsiness in her mind was scared away. It was no longer a matter of liking it or not, but that she couldn't afford it even if it was sold.

(End of this chapter)

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