Chapter 549: Wife's Interest

nd this time, Lu Qinan had also invited his entire family. She couldn't be late either.Without hesitation, I simply switched seats with her.Then, after a moment's thought, he casually blurted out, "He...Pei Haoran suddenly came to the Jun family, saying he had important business. Originally, Qiao Baor wanted to put down the Mengbao in her hands and go over to listen, but Jun Zhumu stopped her.

"Lord Jun always intentionally or unintentionally doesn't let her know too much," Aunt Fang whispered to her, "The more you know, the more trouble you have."

Qiao Baoer thought about it and didn't insist.

Anyway, it's just men talking about business, she doesn't understand.

She had tea with a few socialites last time, and they subtly mocked her for not knowing enough, her status being unstable. Qiao Baoer didn't care; knowing too much only brought trouble. She just did what she was supposed to do.

It wasn't until close to 11 pm that Pei Haoran left the Jun family.

The two men didn't even have dinner, and no one knows what they talked about in the study. As for Qiao Baier, she went to bed at 9:30 pm. Lately, her life has been very peaceful, and she enjoys going to sleep and waking up early.

The bedroom was lit only by a soft bedside lamp. Jun Zhimu moved very quietly. He first went into the bathroom to shower and came out wrapped in a sky-blue bathrobe, sitting on the bed.

Look, the woman on the bed is sleeping so comfortably, spreading her arms and taking up all his space, even kicking his pillow under the blanket on the floor.

Junzhi Mu looked at her relaxed sleeping face, and after a while, he reached out and pinched her nose.

What!

Qiao Bao'er's sleep was disturbed, and she mumbled in response.

Jun Zhi Mu always had to bother her sleep like this before he felt at ease. She turned over, simply hugging his thighs with both arms, and nuzzled her face closer to him, "You... don't bother me." she mumbled, hazy and confused.

John's gaze held a mixture of amusement and fondness as he looked at her.

He tousled her long black hair, he hadn't really meant anything by it, just wanted to tease her a bit, "I can't, my period came, don't mess around, don't mess around…"

Jo Bao'er misunderstood, and raised her hand to slap him twice.

She didn't bring it up, but Jun Zhi Mu, looking at her fair and beautiful profile, found her most docile and charming when she slept. He felt a surge of blood in his chest, a wave of impulses coursing through him.

He made him go for a cold shower again.

Still sleeping so soundly.

"...What story I told my son today." He decided he wouldn't let her off so easily tonight.

"I want to sleep."

She pushed him in the chest, meaning to leave her alone.

Jun's shepherd directly thrust his large hand into her nightgown, deliberately gently rubbing her smooth skin. "I can't sleep now, according to our agreement, you have the obligation to tell me a story."

Junzhimu's hand scratched her, making Qiao Bao'er giggle uncontrollably. She wasn't afraid of being hit; she was most afraid of itching.

She was about to lose it, and she bit him hard on his hot thigh without hesitation, "I told you, I have my period..."

John's shepherd had grown accustomed to her sharp teeth and claws.

One time, he went swimming with a few friends. Lu Qinnan even surprised him by asking if the red marks on his thighs were some kind of skin disease or bruises. He really couldn't bring himself to explain to them that this was his wife's hobby.

Junzhi Mu looked at her lying on his thigh, her head resting against the back of it. "You tell a story," he said in a soft voice, "or I do something for you"

Qiao Bao'er lay motionless, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed.

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He always did this, presenting her with two simple choices, much like he used to coax their baby. It was a combination of intimidation and temptation.

Yielding to fate, the man before her was her greatest master at present. It was best to go along with his every whim, especially at night, lest she provoke him too much.

"...Come on, come on, lie down flat, lie down flat."

"Lord of the herds, you work so hard every day to earn money and support your family, it's truly great."

"I and the baby both depend on you for support," Qiao Ba'er led such an easy life, all thanks to Jun Zhimu.

Qiao Bao'er got out of bed and went to work. She served him attentively while he lay in bed, even pulling the covers up for him.

"He was saying all the right things, but then she added, 'No, it's that our entire Jun family depends on you. You have to work hard, or we'll all be starving.'"

Jun's shepherd was very cooperative with her, lying flat. Seeing that she was so understanding, he rolled over and told her, "My shoulders are aching."

Qiao Bao'er glared angrily at the back of his head, waking her up and preventing her from sleeping soundly. Now he had so many demands.

"Your husband is sick, how will you make money to support yourself"

Junzhi Mu knew she was struggling, and slowly said.

"Junzhi Mu, your work is really hard. "Follow him and it's better."

Simply work as his laborer and give him a shoulder massage.

After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Jun Zhimu, what do you think about me going to work and making money"

Junzhi Mu lay flat on the bed, pretending not to hear.

Qiao Baoer pushed him again.

Still haven't heard anything.

"Pei Haoran found me, it's about Zhu Xiaowei." Jun Zhi牧 changed the subject. He didn't originally intend to tell her, but he didn't want her to go out to work.

Of course, Qiao Bao'er didn't insist on asking about going to work anymore after hearing about Zhu Xiao Wei. "What did Pei Haoran say How is Xiao Zhu now What cooking school is she at in France"

Qiao Bao'er kneaded his shoulders with both hands, very hard.

His wife does housework and massage services. She won't make any progress in a hundred years.

"Zhu Xiaowei didn't go to the hospital for an abortion on her own accord." Jun Zhi牧 didn't want to say too much.

Qiao Bao'er's brain was slow to react, but when she did, she was very excited. "What happened Does that mean someone hurt her!" Jun Zhi Mu was currently lying flat on his stomach, like a fish on a brick board, and being pinched by her made it even more painful.

"I'm not sure."

His answer is still so formulaic.

Joe Baoer wouldn't stand for it, she grabbed his pajamas and flipped him over, glaring at him angrily, "Speak clearly!"

Jun Zhi Mu lay flat on the bed, while Qiao Bao'er sat on the bed. At this moment, one was high and the other low, she looked down at him from a height, and she really had some momentum.

Junzhi Mu knows her personality well; if he doesn't give her something to do, she'll keep him up all night.

Zhu Xiaowei did not sign up to study cooking in France. She lives in the old district of Paris with three other women and currently works as a prep cook in a traditional French restaurant.

"She lives with other people, who" Qiao Bao'er was very surprised. She hadn't expected Xiao Zhu to be tricking her into learning cooking and thought she had everything arranged.

Qiao Bao'er remembered that Zhu Xiaowei didn't seem to have any friends in France. Who did she live with Living with a stranger seemed a bit dangerous.

"People I met online."

Are those people nice

"I don't know."

"Oh, you know nothing!" Qiao Ba'er patted his big head very casually.

Junzhi Mu's face was expressionless, maybe he was just used to being abused.

"Xiao Zhu's personality, if she were to live with someone who is selfish and domineering, would definitely be bullied."

Qiao Bao'er was very worried and instantly turned her anger from fear onto Pei Haoran, "Dead man Pei Haoran, did he divorce Xiao Zhu and not give her alimony Why would he move in with someone else!"

Junzhi Mu listened, his brows furrowing slightly, a hint of displeasure on his face.

The main issue is that his wife always worries about outsiders, including Zhu Xiaowei and Tang Yu.

Joe whispered to herself, "But I also made some friends online last time, they're pretty nice."

"...There is a netizen named Qichao Octopus who said that she lived alone in a big city and was so poor that she ate one of her own legs."

Qiao Bao'er was suddenly in the mood and began talking about a few online friends she had recently met.

"...Another netizen has two very intelligent dogs at home, a golden retriever and a corgi. She made the corgi lie flat on the floor pretending to be dead and motionless."

Junzhi's shepherd raised an eyebrow. What kind of strange people was she meeting online.

Joe continued to share excitedly, “The Golden Retriever was squatting behind the Corgi, with a white sheet over its head and a collar around its neck…”

"The sign read 'Selling myself to bury my father,'" and then she burst out laughing.

Junzhi Mu saw her delighted with this appearance, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rising slightly. No wonder she had been tinkering with the twins recently, treating her sons like dogs.

"...What kind of people have you met online" Junzhi Mu asked her seriously.

Jo Bao'er also pretended not to hear him.

She glanced at the clock. It was 1 a.m. She wanted to sleep.

"Xiao Zhu's matter, you must tell me clearly tomorrow night."

She also lay back on the bed, and before falling asleep, she reminded him that with Jun Zhi Mu's men's efficiency, they should be able to find out what happened by tomorrow night.

She lay perfectly content, closing her eyes and breathing evenly as she fell asleep.

Jun's hand rested on her shoulder, watching her sleep so soundly. "Jiaobaoru, you haven't told me a story yet." He truly wanted to wake her up.so long, and they still hadn't appeared.The night was long, Qiao Baier didn't know if it was an illusion, the valley here felt very comfortable. Even though she was drenched to the bone, she didn't fe...