C37 Little Bie Sheng New Marriage

Because it was night time, Li Nuo only put on a large jacket on his pajamas, carried his bag and simple items and walked down the stairs while wearing his slippers.

Feng Yimo turned the steering wheel and saw a dispirited figure yawning as he came out, looking miserable and unsightly. Without honking the horn, he signalled for the strobe to be switched on a few times. Just as he parked the car to the side, a messy figure climbed in. After stuffing everything around, he withdrew his feet and closed the door.

Looking at her sideways, as if he was watching a pile of trash stuffed into his beloved car, Feng Yimo showed an undisguised expression of disdain: What kind of bandit's nest is this? Sloppy like this?

Completely sleepy, Li Nuo got into the car and holed himself up in a comfortable position:

"Hubby, when did you come back? Just give me a call in advance and I'll be going back myself. You don't have to come here so late! "

Clutching his arm, Li Nuo rubbed his arm playfully: "Hubby you've worked hard! It's all my fault... Drive the car home! "

Looking at her muddle-headed and dependent expression, and the complaints that were about to come out of her mouth, Feng Yimo actually couldn't say a single word. He helped her to pull up her clothes, pulled her seatbelt over and helped her to tie it up:

"Sit down!"

"Yes!" Li Nuo nodded obediently and laughed: "Let's go home!"

Go home?

Hearing these two words once again, Feng Yimo's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, as he was deeply pleased by her expectant tone.

Did she want to go back? Did she take it as a "home"?

After starting the car, Feng Yimo's heart was still seized by a strange emotion. All the way, his lips were raised, and from time to time, the corner of his eyes swept past the woman who was dozing off beside him. Even on a lonely road, he didn't feel the slightest bit of loneliness! He looked at the woman in loose pajamas and cheap, coarse clothes beside him. Suddenly, he no longer felt the glare.

After getting off the carriage, Feng Yimo took his simple and crude bag with him.

Half asleep, half awake. Along the way, Li Nuo was in a daze.

Upstairs, Li Nuo's legs seemed to have a sense of awareness, she took off her jacket and headed straight for the big bed, the luxurious leather bed, she suddenly stopped in her tracks, obviously stunned for two seconds, then turned and walked towards the wardrobe.

On one side, looking at her zombie-like movements, Feng Yimo felt that the air in the room had become different. Just as she was about to say something, she saw that she had already pulled on her silk robe and was walking towards the bathroom. A moment later, as if she had become a living person, she had instantly turned into a sexy girl that radiated all over the place.

Li Nuo didn't even put the clothes inside the cabinet. Instead, she simply folded them and placed them in a convenient washing basket at the side. After that, she stretched her body and threw herself onto the bed again. Throughout the entire process, Feng Yimo just looked at her without moving, completely ignored by someone.

'Love? 'She had simply gone to another place to sleep. It can't be that she thought he was sleepwalking!

After changing into his pajamas, Feng Yimo slowly climbed onto the bed.

Sensing something, Li Nuo's body wiggled for a bit before she finally opened her eyes. She forced herself up and gave him a kiss that barely touched the water:

"Good night, husband!"

Initially, he did not expect to torment her up this late, but suddenly, Feng Yimo could not hold back anymore. Unconsciously, he reached out with his Demon Claw.