His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 487

Qian Miao held his shoulders and let him sit down, then went around behind him and covered his eyes with a cloth folded three times.

Feng Xian didn't move, and quietly let her play with it.

He heard her occasional low laugh, just like the laugh when he won his Go that year.

Crisp and sweet, carefree.

Qian Miao tied the cloth in a dead knot and showed a satisfied smile.

"You can't take it apart until I don't allow it."

Feng Xian hooked his lips: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"You'll know in a while, um...about eight minutes!"

While speaking, she had already taken out her mobile phone. After a simple operation, the ordinary mobile phone suddenly turned into a small laptop, and the virtual keyboard was placed on the table through the light.

Qian Miao looked at the screen very seriously, her fingers moving like lightning.

Feng Xian was blindfolded, and he could only hear a dense clack, like the sound of ten fingers quickly tapping on the table.

He opened his eyes and saw only a vague outline across the three layers of veils.

He didn't move, as long as she didn't jump out of the window suddenly, or run out, she could do whatever she wanted.

He has always been sensitive to time, so he couldn't help but pinch in his heart. When it was about eight minutes, he heard Qian Mi smile and say, "It's done!"

The next second, he saw her get up and walk towards this side.

After a while, he did not untie the cloth strip for him.

"Slow down, don't rush," he said.

Qian Mi suddenly exerted force, and with a single pull, the cloth was torn apart.

Feng Xian did not check, and the cloth was tightened all at once, causing him to make a gasping sound.

When Qian Miao heard this, she immediately leaned over to check.

"Oh, you're red here."

The corner of Feng Xian's eye was strangled with a red mark.

"It's okay," he said.

"You don't move."

Qian Miao held down his head, leaned over suddenly, and blew lightly on the red mark.

The distance is very close, and the warm heat flutters on it, which does not relieve the pain, but... it hurts more.

Feng Xian was happy, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

It turns out that his girl has such a caring side.

Five seconds later, Qian Miao released him, then grabbed his chair and turned back.

Feng Xian was a little surprised, and there was a trace of unease in her heart about what she was going to do.

Qian Miao went with a smile on her face. The curtains beside the bed were tied, she turned around and looked at him with a sly look in her eyes.

"Count down to five."

"five!"

"Four!"

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

As soon as the voice fell, the world outside suddenly became dark!

The lights in this room did not matter.

Feng Xianjing stood up, went to the window, and looked out, only to find that a large area across the street had been powered off.

Indistinctly, a loud noise can be heard.

"Junior brother, you are optimistic."

Feng Xian glanced at her, only to see the light in her eyes shining like a sea of ​​stars.

He turned his head to look, and suddenly saw the lights of high-rise buildings light up one by one, flashing on and off, one after another, sometimes romantic and beautiful snowflakes, and sometimes a smart and lively letter show.

There was a sound of exclamation from the box next door, and everyone shouted to take out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Qian Miao couldn't stop laughing with joy, and turned to ask him, "Junior Brother, do you look good?"

Feng Xian was very surprised, quite a surprise!

I thought that the light show she was talking about was just talking.

Unexpectedly, this little girl really gave him a light show.

He said warmly, "This is the best gift I have ever received in my life."

Not a Christmas present, but a present.