Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

During the morning run, I asked the guards at the sentry, and they didn't know when Mu Feichi would arrive.

If she can't see Qi Yuan, she can't go up the mountain to find it.

Li Zilan and Mu Feichi went abroad together, and Yunxi felt a little idle after a period of free time.

Ling Jing sent her a large number of autumn and winter clothes for her to try on, and also gave her 50,000 yuan for the catwalk.

This is the first huge sum of money she has earned since her rebirth.

In addition to the money she had saved before and her father's pit, she managed to collect 60,000 yuan, ready to wait for Mu Feichi to return and return Xiang Yuanjiu's mother's surgery expenses to him.

Today, after taking the three subjects in a row, plus the review and quizzes over the past few days, Yun Xi put 60,000 yuan in a black bag and climbed into bed.

In the morning run tomorrow, she will take the money to the post again and ask the guard to hand it over to Mu Feichi.

Xu was really tired, and she didn't notice when Mu Feichi came up through the window.

There was a small yellow night light in Nuoda's room. The dim yellow light seemed to be covered with a layer of soft yarn. The light was very dim, but it was enough to distinguish the direction.

Mu Feichi turned over lightly, turned his head to look at the sleeping figure on the big bed in the dim light, and his gentle eyes melted into the night.

His flight was delayed, and as soon as the plane landed, he ran here before he had time to go home.

He was also wearing a light green military shirt and dark green trousers, and on his feet a pair of sneakers that were temporarily changed in the car. Such a magical combination appeared on him, and the style of painting was so harmonious.

Walking forward, he turned on the bedside lamp and saw the black bag on the desk at a glance.

The square shape, he doesn't need to look to know what it is.

With this thickness, he had already guessed the purpose of the money.

Perhaps because the light was too bright, Yun Xi woke up from her sleep and subconsciously felt someone beside the bed.

The light was too dazzling, she squinted slightly, raised her foot and kicked the figure beside the bed—

Her warm feet were suddenly held, her offensive stopped, and after getting used to the dazzling light, she could see the man beside the bed clearly.

Being woken up in the middle of the night, Yun Xi took a few deep breaths and couldn't hold back her full of waking up.

Grinding his teeth, he glared at him and spit out a sentence: "Mu Feichi, your uncle's!"

Mu Feichi looked down at the feet in the palm of his hand, just sticking out of the quilt, burning his cold palm warmly.

"Little thing, if you go down a little further, I won't lift it up, you have to be responsible to me!"

Yun Xi was stunned for a moment, looked at her ankles that were being buckled, and immediately understood what he meant, and her face flushed red.

"It's none of my business! Who let you come in through the window in the middle of the night! Treat thieves like this!"

Pulling back her feet, she sat up and leaned against the bed, staring unhappily at the man she had not seen for half a month.

I don't know if it's because the western curry in foreign countries is not very good, but he looks thinner, and his sharp facial features are more profound.

Those deep and introverted eyes, in the bright light, were like a vortex, and the rolling waves rolled her in.

Yun Xi's heartbeat suddenly missed a beat!

She blinked her eyes in a panic and didn't start, her breathing suddenly became a little more urgent.

Horse eggs! His uncle didn't sleep in the middle of the night and climbed in the window to tease her? !

Do you want to be so neat!

Do you want to play cards so unconventionally!

When it comes to the skills of old drivers, Mu Feichi recognizes it as second, but no one in the world dares to recognize it as number one!

With such 666 technology, she can't accept it!

Using the light, Mu Feichi unexpectedly discovered that her reddish ears, as if something had poked into the softest part of his heart, brought out waves of trembling and numbness.

What a cute little thing, there's always a way to mess with all his sanity!

Well, the young marshal and the old driver have filled up the 666~77 with gas, no gas, but a ticket, a five-star praise and a message~~