Chapter 109: My **** is scared.

A blank piece of paper lay quietly on the red goose down quilt. He leaned over and clipped it over. The delicate and beautiful font was on the paper, and it was the wife's handwriting.
President Xi, please don't look for me, I won't run away, just go out and take a break to relax, I will come back after the final exam.
Awkward words, let the heart of Xi Muqiao always hang in the air finally put down, at least from this sentence, it can be seen that the wife seems to have lost most of the gas, no words in the morning on the phone, the words are thorny .
At the end of the exam, there are still two weeks. I can't see my wife for ten days. He has a smile in his voice. He glances at the big red chuang. He sighs in a faint voice. The voice is very light and light, like in the case of Joe Mu. Talking is like talking to himself.
"When the husband made a mistake, he was punished, and the husband was robbed of the vacancy for two weeks?"
One month after the marriage, a girl named Qiao Mu quietly entered the deepest part of Xi Mu's heart, infiltrating the bit of his life.
Before he found Joe Mu, he didn't know what the little girl called. For fourteen years, I was afraid of the dream. The image of the little girl was gradually blurred in his mind. He remembered the most obvious is the scar. That willow eyebrows and laugh like a big half-bend moon.
He has a stubborn attachment in his heart, and he determined that the little girl in the past was the little wife in the future, but people could not find it, and all the attachments were left with empty thoughts.
At first sight, Qiao Mu, pampered with extra love, after all, fourteen years, the previous shadow of Qiao Mu was polished, even the soft and sinister temperament of the past has changed.
At first sight, he was a stranger to Qiao Mu, and Qiao Mu was not for him. Only the scar was familiar to him.
Now, he is really stuck in, completely complete.
He took out his cell phone and called the left squad. He was worried about the safety of his wife. The wife was alone. She couldn’t stay at the school and didn’t go to the hospital. Where did she go?
At the moment when the finger went down, he suddenly slammed. After years of shopping in the mall, he used to strategize and used to manipulate everything, but this person is a wife, he should give her the best respect.
If the wife knows that she is sending someone to follow her, will she be more angry?
Simply let her leave for a few days and let her go crazy.
She has money on her body. He usually gives her a lot of pocket money for improving her life. He knows that her little fanatics, even if they have money, will not squander their big money, and most of them are deposited in the bank card, let it Money is small money.
With such a thought, Xi Muqiao was relieved. The warm sunshine hit him through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The haze in his heart was swept away, and the deep voice was slightly smiling.
"I hope my wife will go home as soon as possible."
At this moment, Qiao Mu sat in the corner of the Shengshi Bar, and made a ban on the bartender. Obviously the bartender recognized her.
The bartender smiled brightly and lowered his voice. "Little beauty, are you singing tonight?"
Qiao Mu blinked at him, a tacit look, "a cup of grapefruit juice, thank you."
The bartender turned and walked away. After a while, he returned with the grapefruit juice and pushed it to Qiao Mu. "Please drink it."
Joe Mu eyebrows bent, thank you.
After the bartender left, Qiao Mu sipped the grapefruit juice, it was warm, obviously heated, just right, she came to the aunt, can not drink too cold.
After drinking, she took out a golden business card from her pocket and took out her mobile phone and dialed it.
The mobile phone that Simujo bought for her was thrown into her bedroom. She spent another eight hundred dollars and bought one. No matter the performance or the model, it could not be compared with the one that Simujo bought.
Soon, the seasons panted and ran over, and while gasping and laughing, he was very enchanting. He called a small scorpion and raised Qiao Mu’s bag with one hand, and took Joe Mu upstairs while walking. Not finished.
"Small nephew, I finally hoped you to come. Since you last gone, my competition has been smashed for you. No matter who goes up to sing, it’s all a snoring, it can’t be done!"
Qiao Mu didn't believe it. The people in the bar were very busy. "Is there such an exaggeration?"
He nodded again and again. "There are ah."
The season took her to his office, and it brought a lot of small snacks and hot milk that girls loved.
He sat down on the sofa, leaning back on his body, lazy and casual, and his cynical face was laughing and blooming. The narrow peach eyes were even a seam.
"Singing tonight?"
Joe Mu peeled the macadamia fruit and made a crisp squeak. "Yeah, can I not go to the stage?"
The seasons are all happy and crazy. He can't wait for the little scorpion to go on stage to save him a rescue. Although the competition is not as exaggerated as he said, it is really half-warm!
"Can be, originally, I invited the rock king Qin war to support the game today. Since the little nephew came, I told him to push the day."
When Ji Su said, he took out his mobile phone. Qiao Mu quickly stopped. "Don't stop, I haven't finished yet. I mean not only tonight, I want to sing for two weeks."
Jingle -
The local gold of the quarter fell on the carpet, and he looked up at Qiao Mu, and he watched the liver tremble, what? Xiaozizi said that he would sing for two weeks in a row!
Heaven, what is the concept of singing for two weeks in a row?
So, the last time the little nephew came to sing two songs, his net income for the night was more than five million, which was still the case when many gold members were not present.
After that night, many gold members who did not appear at the friend saw a video of a small singer singing in their friends. They strongly demanded another one, but he did not count, and had to play the haha.
He roughly calculated it. When the news is released, the net income per night is definitely more than five million. In two weeks, the income is definitely unprecedented in this industry!
His bar is just a hobby, and he doesn't expect it to live, but he still wants to make Shengshi the pinnacle of the bar industry.
Joe Mu stared at him with a big eyes. He was awkward. "Can't you? Then sing a good night."
The cell phone of the season is not on the shackles, and the face that is too delicate is even more enchanting. He takes a table.
"No, no, no, no, no, two weeks, even if you can do it for two years, I will give you a song of 300,000!"
The last time he said 200,000, that is, my heart is not profitable. Now I have counted, of course, I can’t treat the little nephew!
哗啦啦--The Hawaiian fruit in his hand is scattered all over the place.
This time it was time for Joe Mu to watch the liver tremble, and the small mouth was sluggish, and she swallowed a slobber, my singer, a song of 300,000!
300,000, so counted, she can sing the original surgery fee and foreign debts for 20 days, then why did she sell it to Xi Muqiao!