Chapter 29 Good Boy
The dim light from the garage shone through the car window onto her face. Her eyelashes were very long, casting a shadow like a small fan. She opened her mouth slightly and breathed gently.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down and the air became very quiet.
Not knowing how long she would sleep, Cen Xihuai took out his tablet and started working.
It was already thirty minutes later when Xu Qingwu woke up. She was shocked by the series of group messages.
Xu Qingwu looked at the thin blanket on his body in confusion, and consciousness slowly returned.
"Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep."
"fine."
"Next time you can just wake me up."
"Um."
Cen Xihuai got out of the car, and Xu Qingwu followed him out, having already brought his suitcase with him.
After returning home, Cen Xihuai carried the suitcase upstairs, and Xu Qingwu took it from him: "I'll go pack my luggage first."
Cen Xihuai let go and went downstairs to drink water.
Xu Qingwu had just opened her suitcase when she heard a group message on her phone ringing. It was Xia Xiaoxiao congratulating her on her return from a business trip and saying that she missed her so much.
Xu Qingwu stopped packing and replied, "Don't exaggerate. I've only been on a business trip for three days."
"But you still want to spend the weekend with your cheap husband. You're putting your love before your friends!"
"I'll treat you to dinner on Monday."
"Oh yeah!"
Xia Xiaoxiao sent a lewd emoji: "A short separation is better than a new marriage. Don't you and your husband have a burning passion?"
Xu Qingwu thought about Cen Xihuai's cold face. What kind of raging fire was that? It was simply freezing cold.
"Don't imagine. I'm going to pack my bags."
"Go ahead, go ahead. Those who understand will understand~"
Xu Qingwu was too lazy to correct Xia Xiaoxiao's extremely distorted thoughts, and took the things out of the suitcase one by one and put them back in their original places.
Finally, she bought ten amulets for Cen Xihuai.
Haven't had time to give it to him yet.
Xu Qingwu put away the suitcase, took the amulet and went to look for someone.
Not seeing anyone downstairs, Xu Qingwu guessed that he should be in the study, so she knocked on the door.
Cen Xihuai opened the door and let her in. Before Xu Qingwu could say anything, he made a gesture to keep quiet, and a voice came from the notebook on the table.
Cen Xihuai is holding an overseas meeting.
Xu Qingwu was about to leave when she heard him say, "It's almost over, wait a moment."
Xu Qingwu had no choice but to sit down on the sofa, and her eyes inevitably fell on Cen Xihuai.
This was the first time she saw him working at his desk.
He wore a well-ironed suit, gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and spoke with an authentic British accent. He was calm and steady, and had the controlling charm of a superior.
Sure enough, the man’s serious look reached a new level of handsomeness.
As he said, the meeting ended in three minutes.
When her eyes met Cen Xihuai's, Xu Qingwu moved away awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed as if she had been caught peeking.
Cen Xihuai turned off his laptop and walked towards her: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
"A gift for a business trip." Xu Qingwu stood up and handed him ten amulets tied together with string. "They've all been blessed by a master. You can hang them in the car. If you don't like them, you can keep them at home."
The haze of being forgotten by his wife dissipated, and Cen Xihuai twitched his lower lip lightly: "I like it."
Xu Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as you like it."
He had never seen this amulet on the table before, so Cen Xihuai confirmed with her: "Am I the only one who has it?"
"Well, I've been thinking for a long time about what to give you..."
Before she could finish her words, he kissed her without warning.
The cold metal frame poked her face, but Cen Xihuai's lips and tongue were hot and powerful.
Xu Qingwu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips were slightly open. The breathing of the two of them made the lenses fog up. As he went deeper, the frames made a slight rubbing sound against her skin.
The frame of the glasses prevented him from moving forward. Cen Xihuai withdrew and whispered to her lips, "Help me take off my glasses."
Xu Qingwu pinched the temples of the glasses and took them off one by one.
Her waist was held by his big hand, pressing her tightly against him. His lips pressed down, he was conquering her, and she was forced to raise her head and endure it.
The moment he took off his glasses, Xu Qingwu saw his eyes. His pupils, which were not blocked by the lenses, were as black as ink, like a predator waiting for its prey to fall into its net.
"Are you ready?"
Suddenly hearing his question, Xu Qingwu opened her hazy eyes: "Hmm?"
He said nothing, just touched the spot lightly with his knee.
The thin skirt fell.
After knowing what he was talking about, Xu Qingwu blushed and said in a broken voice: "Okay, but you said that we don't have to do it twice this week..."
"Well, no."
Cen Xihuai's voice was gentle. Xu Qingwu was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard him say, "Let me see?"
After saying that, Cen Xihuai carried her to the desk.
There was nothing extra, just a notebook, a box of tissues, and her nightgown piled up around her waist.
The cold stone countertop made Xu Qingwu tremble slightly. She was dizzy and unable to think at all. She grabbed his forearm and said, "Don't look..."
He pressed it gently: "Does it still hurt?"
“…”
Xu Qingwu bit her lip tightly and refused to respond.
A thin layer of mist seemed to rise in front of her eyes, and a suppressed sound leaked out from between her tightly clenched lips. A tear welled up in the corner of her eye, and her legs kicked him uncontrollably.
Cen Xihuai pulled out a tissue and slowly dried his fingers. His voice was a little hoarse: "It seems that Madam is applying the medicine seriously. So good."
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