His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 240

Qian Mi followed and looked at it, and his eyes fell on the roof of a villa. The villa was surrounded by green trees, and the terrain was slightly higher than this side.

She passed by it a few times by chance, vaguely remembering what it looked like.

"Is that your house?"

She asked this question, almost certain in her heart.

Feng Xian raised his lips slowly: "I just bought it not long ago, go sit and sit?"

When the words fell, he walked up to her.

Qian Mi was standing under the eaves of the porch. The floor was more than ten centimeters higher than the grass in the yard, so she was facing Feng Xian at this time, almost looking at him.

She leaned a little lazily against the pillar next to her, and naturally she was half a head lower than him, and her voice was wrapped in a hint of warmth: "I don't want to move."

It means rejected.

Feng Xian didn't seem to understand the meaning, but smiled lightly: "Then I'll hug you over there, okay?"

"Or, on your back?"

Qian Miao's eyes changed: "Don't talk to me about this, I'm not interested in you."

After saying a word, the man took a step closer, and a pair of dark eyes stared at her: "So sure?"

Qian Miao looked at him calmly: "Of course."

He nodded slowly, looked next to him, and suddenly, Jun's face was pressed down unexpectedly, the tip of his nose and Qian Miao were only separated by the thickness of a piece of paper!

Breathing intertwined, the warm breath on his lips.

Qian Miao slowly opened her eyelids and met his unfathomable eyes.

At this moment, after realizing it, she was designed.

The smile gradually overflowing from the corner of his eyes confirmed her guess.

"I'm not interested, why didn't you avoid it, but closed your eyes instead?" His voice was slow, with a hint of hoarseness.

Qian Mi's breathing stagnated slightly, looked at him, took a step back, then turned around and closed the door.

Feng Xian looked at the closed door, the joy on Jun's face faded, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have said something wrong—

It's too straightforward and doesn't take into account the little girl's self-esteem.

He went to knock on the door.

"Miao Miao."

No one answered him.

Qian Miao had already gone upstairs, planted her head on the big bed, staring at the wall lamp on the ceiling in a daze.

She stretched out her hand and pulled out a cute porcelain doll next to the pillow, pointed her finger at its nose, and continued to be in a daze.

In fact, her eyes were a bit empty, and the focus was not on the porcelain doll.

Magically, in mid-air, the scene just now appeared faintly - Feng Xian's face was in front of her, and her eyes seemed to have some mysterious power that attracted her.

A long time ago, someone played a similar prank on her, and she ended up being kicked a few meters away by the instinctive response of her body.

This time...why is the body so calm?

She touched the porcelain doll, subconsciously clasping its eyeballs with her thumb.

After a while, he fell asleep unknowingly.

Downstairs, Feng Xian did not leave.

He was instructing Xue Han and Xue Nuan to tidy up the flowers and plants in the yard. Some weeds needed to be pulled out, and some branches needed to be pruned.

The two children liked the gift he bought very much and were willing to be directed by him.

"Big brother……"

Feng Xian pressed his fingers to his lips and whispered to them, "Be quiet, don't disturb the elder sister to sleep."

Xue Han glanced at the closed door and said in a low voice, "Big brother, how do you know that big sister is sleeping and you can't see it."

Feng Xian's eyes narrowed with a smile: "When you grow up, you will know."

Xue Han looked inexplicable.

Feng Xian waved his hand and let the two children continue to work.

There were several white lounge chairs in the yard. To avoid sunlight, he picked them up one by one and put them on both sides of the corridor.

There were also some sundries on both sides of the corridor, which he cleaned up one by one.

Suddenly, something caught his attention.