Chapter 24

Xiao Mu finished handling the online matters, and Shabi told him that it was time to have supper. Xiao Mu realized that an afternoon had passed, and there was a deep twilight outside the house. Because the lights were on in the house, he almost didn't feel that time had passed.

Shabby was busy in the kitchen for a long time, and used ready-made stock from the ice box to serve a few dishes and cooked a little pearl rice porridge.

She made a braised braised rice dish that she was free, anyway, making these dinners was one of the ways she could spend time and feel the sense of accomplishment.

In the kitchen, she did it slowly.

As soon as she came back, she took the small steak out of the refrigerator and mixed it with soy sauce and shredded ginger. When she made dinner, she just soaked the small steak.

Turn on the gas stove, the fire rushes up, pour oil into the pan, Pipi sounds for a long time, then lifts out the small strip, dilute the sugar boiled with rock sugar, put it in the oil, stir-fry the pan over high heat, and cook it on low heat, and the fragrance quickly surges out. After tasting it, it is sweet but not greasy, fat but not oily, Shabi is very satisfied.

Then I made two other side dishes. Although the amount of dishes was not large, the table was filled with fullness.

She took out the slices of bread from the oven and put them in a small dish.

When Xiao Mu came to the dining room, he felt that the supper was too exquisite. When he was alone, he ate the most instant noodles, and there were no meals. He sat at the table like this and had a decent dinner, which seemed to have not been there for many years.

Shabi also filled a few bowls, sat opposite Xiao Mu, and chewed slowly.

Xiao Mu swallowed it voraciously and ate it fiercely. Shabi let Xiao Mu eat the dishes on the table, picking them up and urging them. Xiao Mu ate it all and said embarrassedly, "I'm so full today."

After Xiao Mu had supper, he wanted to help Shabi clean up the endgame on the table, but Shabi sent him away.

Then she cleaned the tableware on the table with great pleasure and hummed a little song casually. When she understood, she found that she was singing two butterflies.

When she realized that the reason she was singing this song was because Xiaohuo was singing at noon, she immediately stopped her voice, and she didn't want to recall any incidents that Xiaohuo appeared.

Shabby felt that she was in a good mood today. When she was cleaning the table, she felt the strange feeling of a housewife that appeared not long ago.

Sometimes, people feel really strange. They come and go without a trace, and flash by, but there is a kind of destructive aura that makes them unpredictable.

After cleaning up, Shabby remembered that she had her own shooting task tomorrow. Thinking of Qian Shengchan’s advice to him, she took her pajamas, cups, and underwear, put them on the bathroom table, put a basin of water, put herself in, buried deep in the water, and the warm water flooded her whole body, transmitting waves of heat into her body. Her head leaned against the wall of the bathtub, and her mind was like it was filled with water vapor, which showed an empty void on the side.

Many times, she feels that the body is not her own. After a long time, she feels that the body and the mind are separated. Her body can clearly feel pleasure, but she also feels that that feeling has nothing to do with her. She will indulge the body's debauchery without shame because she feels that the body is not her own and has nothing to do with herself.

It's hard to say that she will love her body, she always feels that it is someone else's body.

When someone stroked her sensitive parts with her hands, she felt only a sense of pleasure from being free from the body of the soul, suspended from her body, she could be comfortable and climaxed, but never resonated deep in her soul.

She always felt that she was lofty, looking at another body, and was slutty, excited, and climaxed.

I don’t know why, maybe she has watched too many A-films she made. Even her current understanding of herself is as if she is looking at the self in A, so indifferent and watching coldly.

It took a long time since I lay down so comfortable. Under the influence of warm water, she seemed to feel her body returning to herself. She found that she still had sensitivity, a comfortable enjoyment of comfort, and a potential hope for the combination of body and soul.

She tried her best to stay with the feeling in her heart, so she stayed in the water and forgot time. Gradually, she felt that the water temperature in the bathtub slowly disappeared from the warmth, and the comfortable feeling gradually moved away from her, so she shuddered, jumped up from the water, put on the shower gel, turned on the shower head, and washed her body inside and out.

Wiping her body dry and looking at her in the mirror, she looked at herself passionately again.

Her breasts are not very big, and they don't seem to correspond to her plump figure.

She likes to use large cups to highlight the thrust of her breasts.

It seems that she hasn't admired herself like this for a long time. She has been slowing down in the bathroom for a long time and feels a little chill, so she put on her underwear and put on Victoria's Secret Princess pajamas. She has bought it for a long time, but she has never been willing to wear it. Every time Qian Shengchan comes, she wears the Fendi lace suspender nightgowns bought by Lao Qian for her. The texture is silk, and it will be rolled up as soon as she goes to bed. Qian Shengchan needs this effect. Over time, the silk nightgowns are wrinkled, but Qian Shengchan doesn't pay attention to it. Men only focus on women's sexiness, and they actually don't have special ability to distinguish and appreciate women's clothes.

She thought of something, took out the beer glass, took out the bottle of apple cider vinegar from the refrigerator, poured it into the cup, mixed it with water, and brought it to Xiao Mu's room.

Are you busy?Take a break.She said to Xiao Mu inside.