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Chapter 719 Sheng Xixiu held her face and kissed her

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    Hearing the sound of opening the door, Xiaoba opened his eyes. When he saw that the male god Barbie was back, he immediately got out of his soft and fragrant arms, rushed out and hugged the male god Barbie's long legs, and started to show off his coquettishness crazily.

    She meowed coquettishly twice, and the little woman sleeping on the sofa woke up.

    Sheng Xixiu had already walked over. Xiaoba was not discouraged at all when he was left behind, and he followed up to show his courtesy.

    He asked the little woman who woke up, his eyes looking deeply as if he felt sorry for her: "Why are you sleeping here?"

    Mu Zhao actually didn¡¯t sleep for long, but because the sofa was a single sofa after all, she felt stiff and uncomfortable even if she stayed in the same position for more than twenty minutes.

    Her arms and legs were a little sore and she tried to sit up but failed.

    Seeing her frowning in discomfort, Sheng Xixiu became angrier and even more distressed when he blamed her: "Idiot, can you feel comfortable sleeping like this?"

    Mu Zhao curled her lips, feeling sweet about being scolded. She reached out for a hug: "I had a bad dream, and then I couldn't sleep."

    The man did not hug her, but squatted down and pressed her calf: "Is it sore here or here?"

    She didn¡¯t feel any pain, but her arms and calves were a little numb, but it was quite comfortable for the man to hold her.

    However, she saw the tired look on the man's handsome brows, and felt distressed: "Stop pinching me, have you been awake all night again?"

    As she spoke, she sat up and took the man's arm. "Look, your clothes are still the same as when you left yesterday. Go take a shower and relax for a while."

    He is indeed tired. He has only been squinting for less than two hours since he left yesterday. He always wants to squeeze out and come back to see her when he has some free time.

    Sheng Xixiu hummed, held her face and kissed her, then put his hand through her legs and picked her up and put her on the bed, "I'm going to take a shower, just wait obediently."

    Mu Zhao nodded obediently. Sheng Xixiu turned around and went to the cloakroom to get his clothes. When he came back, he inadvertently glanced at the easel placed near the bay window.

    Out of the knowledge that Mu Xiaozhao was worthless, he was still somewhat interested in the easel Mu Zhao had vacated.

    Walking over, his eyes fell on the drawing board.

    Unlike her usual pretentiousness or willfulness, her painting skills can be said to be quite advanced, with smooth lines and vivid characters.

    It is a black and white sketch of a woman. The woman in the painting is very beautiful.

    Wearing a retro cheongsam, with her hair styled in an old-fashioned yet popular retro style, she has an artistic conception of "a beautiful woman rolling up her beaded curtains, sitting deep with frowning eyebrows".

    I had a bad dream, got up due to insomnia, and drew a portrait of a woman like this?

    Sheng Xixiu narrowed his eyes, with invisible waves hidden in his eyes.

    He turned his head slightly and looked at Mu Zhao on the bed: "Is this your self-portrait?" Although he was dressed differently from her, the outline of his facial features and facial expressions were similar to hers.

    Mu Zhao blinked, with an uncertain look in his eyes, "It's a woman in the dream. Doesn't she look like me?"

    Hearing this, Sheng Xixiu¡¯s jawline became noticeably tighter. He sighed lightly and went to the bathroom.

    The hot water from the fluffy hair rushes down from the top of the head, opening the pores and blowing away the tiredness in the body.

    After returning from country z, he began to arrange for people to investigate Mu Zhao's life experience.

    It¡¯s not that he doesn¡¯t believe Mu Nianxiao¡¯s words, but he doesn¡¯t want to believe it. He wants to use his own way to throw a hammer.

    If Mu Zhao is not the biological child of the Mu family, then who is Mu Zhao¡¯s biological mother?

    How did her father die at the hands of his father?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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