MTL - I Let the Boss A Become O-Chapter 22 ·?

"I…"

Wen Qingmo looked at the string of barbecue sticking to his lips, and was rarely taken aback.

Such a close distance... As long as he opens his mouth, he can bite.

Biting the food that Lu Xi fed him.

Facing Lu Xi's expectant gaze, Wen Qingmo felt inexplicably hot in his ears and felt uncomfortable all over. At this time, the question he was thinking about had changed from eating or not to eating with Lu Xi's hand or eating by himself.

In the end, Wen Qingmo sighed deeply, took the barbecue in Lu Xi's hand, glanced aside awkwardly: "Okay, I'll try it."

Lu Xi didn't come and didn't expect to be able to feed Wen Qingmo. She was very happy that Wen Qingmo accepted Amway. She nodded, opened the chair and sat down.

Then I saw Wen Qingmo put the barbecue back into the bag, went to the kitchen to get a plate, and put the skewer on the plate.

Lu Xi:?

Wen Qingmo held the iron signature of the barbecue in one hand, and held the chopsticks in the other hand, using the chopsticks to scrape the meat off from top to bottom.

Lu Xi couldn't help laughing: "Brother, you use your mouth to make skewers, how can you use chopsticks?"

As Lu Xi said, she wanted to show Wen Qingmo the correct way to skewer. She took out a bunch of grilled mushrooms from the packaging bag, and took one bite at a time.

Really fragrant.

"You will be looked down upon if you go to the barbecue stall like this." Lu Xi quickly finished eating the mushrooms, licked the sauce from the corner of his mouth, and said.

"I don't go to barbecue stalls."

Wen Qingmo was unmoved, with a serious face, and continued to use chopsticks to pick up the meat on the iron skewer, but the pieces of meat were tightly skewered, and Wen Qingmo had to use force to roll them off.

Lu Xi blinked.

She suddenly felt that Wen Qingmo's serious face of wrestling with a bunch of barbecue... was kind of cute.

Finally, Wen Qingmo put all the meat on the plate, picked up a piece and started eating.

After chewing a few mouthfuls, Wen Qingmo suddenly frowned, and gave a soft "um", he put down his chopsticks, raised his hand to cover his mouth, put it down again quickly, took a big sip of water from the glass next to him, and at the same time was fair His cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Very spicy?"

Seeing Wen Qingmo's series of performances, Lu Xi said in surprise.

Wen Qingmo put down the water glass, licked her red lips, and nodded: "...I can't eat spicy food."

With Wen Qingmo like this, Lu Xi would suspect that what she ordered was not slightly spicy but abnormally spicy. She couldn't help but took out a bunch, tasted it herself, and said, "It's obviously not spicy at all, um...you are Cat tongue."

"A cat's tongue is afraid of hot, not spicy."

Wen Qingmo retorted solemnly.

While talking, he picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a piece of meat and sent it to his mouth.

Lu Xi looked at it and almost laughed out loud, she quickly lowered her head to calm down the smile on the corner of her mouth, and asked calmly: "How is it, isn't it delicious?"

"It's okay." Wen Qingmo commented reservedly.

He quickly finished eating a few pieces of meat on the plate, and the blush on his face was more obvious than before. Wen Qingmo sniffed, then picked up the water glass and began to drink water. Lu Xi couldn't help but look over, Wen Qingmo's nose was red The eyes are red, and there is a layer of stimulated watery light floating on the eyes behind the lens, probably because they are really hot, and the eyes are not as cold as usual, but a bit blurred.

Help, this expression...

She really didn't mean to offend, but she just couldn't control the thoughts in her head.

Lu Xi hurriedly took a big mouthful of porridge, and then couldn't help laughing: "Okay, don't eat it, eat this toast, it's sweet and delicious."

Seeing that Lu Xi smiled, Wen Qingmo actually laughed too. He suppressed the embarrassment in his heart, and quickly recovered his calm expression: "Don't lie to me."

"Why am I lying to you? This is really sweet, let's eat one each," Lu Xi pointed to the bag, "Potato chips are not spicy, you can try them."

"Okay..." Wen Qingmo opened the bag and carefully took out the slice of bread from it.

what…

She really wanted to take a picture of Wen Qingmo now.

It's kinda cute.

Of course, just thinking about it, Lu Xi still doesn't dare to make such a request to Wen Qingmo, she restrained her thoughts and continued to drink porridge.

Soon, there were only leftovers left on the table.

Wen Qingmo got up to clean up the trash, and glanced at the watch on the wall.

Because I went to the hospital and then to the police station, I was delayed for a long time, and it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Wen Qingmo asked strangely: "Do you want to take a bath?"

Lu Xi was taken aback, and Wen Qingmo immediately added: "I've been busy all night, I just had dinner, and my clothes will definitely get smelly, why don't you mark it after you take a shower."

Seeing Wen Qingmo put on a businesslike attitude, Lu Xi had nothing to say: "But... there is no change of clothes..."

"My mother came to live with me before, and I always have a few women's pajamas here, but I haven't worn them."

Lu Xi: "...OK."

Wen Qingmo has said so thoughtfully, can she still refuse?

It's also good to take a shower, she doesn't want to mark it with the smell of barbecue.

However, after the two of them take a shower, it may be eleven o'clock, plus the marked time...

Is she going back, or not going back?

Wen Qingmo didn't say whether she wanted to stay overnight.

"Come on, you wash first, and I will teach you how to use the bathroom."

Wen Qingmo interrupted Lu Xi's meditation, and he took Lu Xi to the bathroom: "I'll turn on the water heater for you in a while, turn left for hot, right for cool, there are shower gel and shampoo on the shelf, just use it. "

"…it is good."

"By the way, I'll take another plastic bag, put it on your hand, wash it as quickly as possible, don't touch the water."

Lu Xi's little chicken pecked at the rice and nodded.

After everything was arranged, Wen Qingmo left the bathroom.

After all, it was someone else's house, and Lu Xi couldn't wash for too long because of the injury on her hand. She simply took a shower, washed her hair with one hand, and came out of the bathroom.

"Brother, it's your turn." Lu Xi said.

Wen Qingmo nodded, turned around and pointed: "Go to the bedroom and wait for me."

...this terrible line.

Lu Xi complained.

Wen Qingmo seemed to realize something, he paused for half a second strangely, turned and walked to the bathroom without looking at Lu Xi again.

Lu Xi followed her words and walked to the bedroom.

When she came last time, she was in a hurry, and she didn't have time to look closely at anything. Wen Qingmo's bedroom was very tidy, the bed was made evenly, the quilt was folded, and there were a few books on the bedside table, which obviously showed traces of flipping through them. Beside them are the glasses and two cufflinks that Wen Qingmo just took off.

Lu Xi took a closer look, and found that these two were not the ones she had seen before, but emerald cufflinks.

The style of the whole room is very cold, in line with Wen Qingmo's temperament.

Lu Xi looked around, but didn't see any chairs or sofas in the bedroom, so she could only carefully sit on the edge of the bed, not letting herself damage the sheets that were as flat as if they had just been laid.

Time passed by, Lu Xi heard the bathroom door was opened, she instantly became nervous, adjusted her sitting posture, after Wen Qingmo came out of the bathroom, she went to the living room to drink some water, and then slowly walked to the bedroom.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Lu Xi stood up from the bed and looked at Wen Qingmo who had already walked to the door.

Wen Qingmo was wearing a white bathrobe with a pale complexion. Because of the style of the clothes, the neckline of the bathrobe was wide open. Lu Xi watched a drop of wet water slide quickly from the curve of Wen Qingmo's side neck into the depth of the neckline.

He tore off the restraining sticker, and at some point, Lu Xi found himself surrounded by Wen Qingmo's pheromones, that charming and indifferent atmosphere prompted Lu Xi to release his pheromones together.

Lu Xi's pheromone is sweet, but it feels strong and does not match his image at all, like a kind of gentle and irresistible possession, Wen Qingmo felt his calf go weak, he couldn't help but take a step back, his leg bent to the edge of the bed, he He sat down immediately, supported the bed with his backhand, and looked up at Lu Xi.

"…that's all?"

Pheromone entangles and fuses quietly, like the calm before the storm. Lu Xi asked, she put her left hand lightly on Wen Qingmo's shoulder, then slowly turned around and touched the back of Wen Qingmo's neck.

The glands at the nape of the neck are hot and tender.

It seemed as if it would melt in a second.

Lu Xi forcibly resisted the urge to knead it.

"that's it."

Although Lu Xi only asked four words, Wen Qingmo understood instantly.

He still remembers the contents of the contract.

Remember clearly.

The content of the contract was drawn up by him. Wen Qingmo remembered every agreement. He wrote on it that Party A and Party B are not allowed to make unnecessary physical contact when temporarily marking.

But Wen Qingmo underestimated the power of pheromones.

No one can not sink into it under the **** of pheromones.

He is also included.

…

…

A corner of the quilt fell to the floor.

There was a hand on the bed sheet, and that hand was slender and slender like that of an adult male. It was bony, white, and flawless. It was as perfect as a smooth work of art. The veins on the back of the hand were blue.

Suddenly, those hands struggled and stretched to the side, with five fingers spread out, as if the owner of the hand had received some shock, he grabbed the bed sheet under the palm of his hand, with extreme force on his fingers, even the knuckles were fragile and pale.

After an unknown amount of time, the bed sheet was slowly loosened, and it was covered with wrinkles that could not be smoothed out. The slender fingers relaxed, but they were still slightly bent, showing the owner's weakness.

Just when everything was going to be calm, another slender and petite hand clung to the back of its hand and interlocked its fingers. It was obviously a girl's hand, and its skin was as delicate as cream, soft as if boneless.

The two hands were tightly pressed together, as intimate as lovers.

…

…

Lu Xi turned over and sat up, his legs were hanging down along the edge of the bed, he stepped on the floor with his bare feet, shivered from the cold touch again, and hurriedly put on his slippers.

After putting it on, she bent down, leaned her elbows on her knees, and held her forehead with one hand, with a delicate expression.

So... so exciting.

Except that one hand was injured, which made her move a little inconvenient, the rest of the content...

It can be said to be very good.

But after marking, Lu Xi felt very immoral again.

It's very similar to the kind of regret that a cheating woman thinks of her husband at home after she has finished being tender with her lover.

Although this matter is not exactly the same as her matter, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with it.

Lu Xi believes that many intimate things can only be done with the person who has confirmed the relationship with the couple.

But driven by pheromones, she posted several times with Wen Qingmo, who was not her boyfriend.

"Ugh…"

Lu Xi sighed, and didn't bother to think about it anymore.

let it go.

Even Wen Qingmo didn't object.

She looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Lu Xi turned his head and looked at Wen Qingmo again.

Wen Qingmo lay motionless on the bed, his bathrobe was a little looser, revealing a large part of his chest, one hand was under his stomach, the other was flat on his face, his head was slightly tilted, most of his face was sunk in the pillow , from Lu Xi's perspective, all he could see was his straight nose and jet-black eyelashes.

This is... asleep?

What about her, is she going back? Or stay here?

If they go back, Jiang Yue is the only one who can pick her up, but if Jiang Yue comes to Wen Qingmo's villa to pick her up in the middle of the night, wouldn't this nima be exposed.

But Wen Qingmo didn't say that she was allowed to stay overnight...

Lu Xi thought about it, and quickly made a decision.

Just stay here, anyway, Wen Qingmo's house is so big, she can just find a room to sleep for a night later.

Otherwise, she can't let her go back on a shared bicycle.

Tell Wen Qingmo when he wakes up tomorrow morning, he won't be angry.

I don't know why, but I have this confidence.

Lu Xi supported the edge of the bed and got up lightly, not letting herself make any noise to wake Wen Qingmo up. She was just about to help Wen Qingmo turn off the light when her wrist was suddenly pulled.

"Can you...can you stay at night?"

"!"

Suddenly caught by someone who thought he was asleep, Lu Xi trembled all over and almost cried out. She took a breath, calmed her thumping little heart, and bent down to look at Wen Qingmo.

Wen Qingmo didn't know when he opened his eyes, but he looked sleepy, and his upper and lower eyelids kept fighting, as if he hadn't recovered after being woken up. Asked again:

"Stay tonight... okay..."

Lu Xi: "..."

What, what's going on?

It made her look like some kind of ruthless scumbag!

The author has something to say:

Uu guys, I really want to quickly write to the later stage, because I have recently brainstormed a lot of plots about Mr. Wen’s pregnancy