His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 189

Close the house.

After the banquet was over, Qian Miao personally sent Camille to the door.

Feng Yu personally drove her back.

After they left, Qian Miao followed Qiao Shiwan and the others back to Dongyuan.

As long as she didn't say anything, no one mentioned Lin Wenyu.

It's just that the words are comforting her and letting her have a good rest.

Feng Can even took the initiative to bring one of his most precious sleeping pillows to Tang Qianmiao.

"Well, this big cock is a sleep aid. I sleep on it every day. I'll lend it to you tonight."

Qian Miao looked at the big cock, smiled, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Then you can't sleep, what should I do?"

Feng Can raised his chin: "It doesn't matter, then I won't sleep."

She smiled lightly, intending to make fun of him, but just as she was about to reject the kindness, the big cock was picked up and placed on Feng Can's head.

"It's all saliva, but you're too embarrassed to take it out as a gift?"

"Oh it hurts, brother! No, I don't drool when I sleep, don't slander me."

Feng Xian snorted coldly.

Qian Miao glanced at the tall man beside her, and always felt that he was by her side all the time, following her like a shadow.

She took a bit of teasing, said "Go back to the room", and turned away.

Feng Can held the big cock with a worried look on his face: "Brother, do you think she is very sad? She was so slandered by her relatives."

And, more than once.

Feng Xian didn't say anything, just stepped forward and walked over there.

Feng Can sighed, then turned and ran back to the room.

Qian Mi returned to the room, and was shocked to see her 18-inch black suitcase lying quietly on the ground, still open.

On the top, a square shelf is placed on both sides, and in each square, there is a bottle of unique perfume lying regularly.

She squatted down, her fingertips slowly slid over the bottle of each perfume, and a deep sense of love appeared in her eyes.

These are her babies.

Unique baby in this world.

Now, there is one less baby.

She raised her eyebrows, thinking to herself, she has to find time to refill a bottle.

She quickly closed the suitcase, dropped the combination lock, and put it back under the bed.

knock knock knock.

Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." She came to the small sofa and sat down, facing the door.

The door was pushed open, and the man standing at the door was tall and strong, staring at her with deep eyes.

Feng Xian came in with a glass of juice.

He sat opposite her and put the juice in front of her: "freshly squeezed, drink some."

Qian Miao didn't pick up the juice, but asked, "What's the matter?"

The man's posture is casual, his elbows are against the armrest, his knuckled fingers are against his forehead, and he looks at her with a smile: "It's nothing special, I just want to see you before going to bed."

Qian Miao leaned back, feeling a little uncomfortable when he was looking at him with too hot eyes, but in her heart, she didn't hate it.

She looked down, picked up the glass of juice, slowly rubbed her fingers on the glass, picked it up, and took a sip.

This mouth, straight to the bottom.

She put down the cup and said, "I looked at it, please go out, I'm going to take a shower."

The other party was silent for a few seconds, then stood up suddenly.

The tall body was covered, and the breath lingered around her.

Qian Mi raised her head and immediately saw his handsome face close at hand. Those eyes were full of interest, which always made her feel that she was seeing through something.

She leaned her head back, as far away as she could.

Suddenly, the back of his head became hot, and he touched his hand on the sofa.

Her heart was beating inexplicably, and her breathing was uneven.

Just as she was about to speak, a figure flashed in front of her eyes, and the man was already leaning close to her ear.

A low and charming voice slowly sounded: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else."