Song Chujiu did not show any unexpected expression, "If there is nothing else, I will go upstairs."
¡°With that said, Song Chujiu returned to his room without waiting for Xiao Moqing¡¯s reaction.
Around ten o¡¯clock in the evening, the door to the room was pushed open.
Song Chujiu was sitting in front of the dressing table applying skin lotion. When he saw Xiao Moqing, his face suddenly turned cold.
"You came over suddenly, what's the matter?"
Song Chujiu¡¯s indifferent look made Xiao Moqing¡¯s face turn cold.
"This is our bedroom, I can't come in yet?"
"I remember you promised me that you would give me time to take a good rest."
"I have given you three days, and you have already made your choice."
Song Chujiu seemed to find it ridiculous. The corners of her mouth were curved, but there was no smile at all in her eyes.
"It seems like I shouldn't have figured it out so quickly."
Xiao Moqing closed the bedroom door and walked to the woman.
"On the ninth day of the lunar month, my temper and patience are limited." The man leaned down slightly and put his arms on the dressing table, forming a circle to trap her inside.
He lowered his head and stared into her eyes. The dark pupils were as dark as pools, flashing with an extremely cold chill.
"I told you a long time ago that the wife I married is not just for display in the house."
Song Chujiu¡¯s face clearly stiffened.
Seemingly aware of her changes, Xiao Moqing reached out and gently stroked her cheek. His movements were very gentle, and his tone became much gentler.
"I will give you time to adjust your mood, but it does not mean that I will be willing to be separated from you for a long time. Chujiu, I am a normal man."
Song Chujiu understood the deep meaning of these words and said with an indifferent expression: "You can go outside to find other women"
Before she could finish her words, her chin was suddenly pinched by the man.
Then, she met a pair of cold eyes.
"What did you say?" Xiao Moqing's voice was cold, and his eyes were filled with frightening murderous intent. "Say it again."
Xiao Moqing's black eyes were full of coldness, and the bottom of his eyes was as cold as ice water, without any warmth.
He stared at her closely, with no trace of human emotion deep in his eyes.
Song Chujiu felt a chill in his heart, and his pupils were trembling.
strangeness.
The man in front of me is so unfamiliar.
It was so strange that it made her feel scared.
Song Chujiu opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and not a word came out. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com