Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

After finishing the hot pot, Jian Qing couldn't hold on any longer. Quan Jingwu rubbed her belly and unknowingly spread some dog food to Quan Mingxuan and the other two.

"Let's go." Quan Jingwu stood up and held up a certain overfed snack with one hand.

Jian Qing stood up and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Xiaoshi." He took the car keys, said hello to Han Yue, and they left together.

"Oh, it's boring. I was thinking of letting the two of them play mahjong together after the hot pot." Han Yue said boredly while drinking the remaining wine in his glass.

Hearing this, Quan Mingxuan sneered, "Come on, fight those two, you're going to lose your underwear here, right?"

"Stop looking down on people, how do you know that Jian Qing is good at playing mahjong." Han Yue was unhappy, glanced at him sideways and said.

Quan Mingxuan raised his lips and said, "If you don't believe me, I won't fight with them anyway. If you lose to them in the future, don't make me cry."

Han Yue became angry and drank depressedly.

After leaving Qianshizhai, Quan Jingwu drove, and the two of them arrived at the supermarket closest to Shijin Haoting.

At this point, there is not much traffic in the supermarket and it is a bit deserted.

The two pushed a shopping cart and slowly wandered around inside.

After buying Xueqiu's food, Jian Qing grabbed a lot of snacks.

Mr. Jing disagreed, and Miss Jian immediately sent it.

Quan Jingwu looked helplessly at the snack shop next to him who was focusing on buying snacks. His wife was so coquettish, what to do, wait online.

Ge Di, when his peripheral vision glanced at something on the shelf next to him, Quan Jingwu walked over.

"Xiao Jing, what do you think of this?" Jian Qing held two bags of potato chips in her hand. She turned around and was about to ask him which one tasted better, but she didn't see anyone.

She glanced up and caught his figure. When her eyes moved to the shelves in front of him, she was immediately speechless.

She threw the potato chips in her hand into the shopping cart and walked quickly towards him.

"Xiao Jing, are you in the wrong place?"

Looking at the various types of towels on the entire shelf, Jian Qing expressed a headache.

Did this man drink too much tonight?

Is it really okay for him to stand here and study this seriously?

If this is photographed, tomorrow's headlines will probably be that the president of JK International went to the supermarket late at night to pick out towels.

Just thinking about it makes me feel a little chilly.

"My dear, there's nothing left in your closet." He looked sideways at her and said.

It’s better to have it ready just in case you need it than to go out and buy it in the middle of the night.

Jian Qing's head was full of black lines, "..."

Is this the point?

"Which brand do you want to buy?" he asked again.

A flash of embarrassment flashed in Jian Qing's eyes, she glanced at the shelf, took two packages, and then quickly pulled him away.

Wait until she can exercise her strong psychological quality before discussing the brand of her aunt's towel with him.

Quan Jingwu let her pull him, his purple eyes touched the base of her reddish ears, and his thin lips curved.

After shopping, the two of them walked to the cashier to pay.

Jian Qing took the wallet he handed over, and just when she was about to take out her card to pay, she saw him taking something from the shelf next to her and throwing it into the shopping cart.

When she saw what he had thrown into the shopping cart, Jian Qing's face turned red and thunder was rolling over her head.

Condoms, or two boxes.

Damn it, this guy definitely drank too much tonight.

First the towel, then the condom.

"Xiao Jing, what are you doing with this?" She lowered her voice and asked through gritted teeth.

Quan Jingwu's expression was pale and he raised the corners of his lips, "What do you think?"

"What the hell!" Jian Qing couldn't help but cursed.

What could she say?

"Hurry, put it back for me."

Quan Jingwu shook his head, "There is a reason to put it back wherever you took it."

"Miss, do you want to pay?" the cashier reminded softly after looking at the people lining up behind her.

"Check out." Quan Jingwu took the card from Jian Qing's hand and swiped the card directly to pay without giving her a chance to object.

Watching the cashier pick up the two boxes of condoms and put them into the shopping bag, Jian Qing was speechless and wished she could reach out and knock out the man next to her.

"Welcome next time." The cashier stuffed the receipt into the shopping bag and then handed two full shopping bags to Quan Jingwu.

Quan Jingwu lifted it up with one hand and held Jian Qing's hand with the other, "Let's go home."

As soon as he got in the car and put in the car keys, Jian Qing rushed towards him.

"Quan Jingwu, did you drink too much tonight, huh?"

Quan Jingwu didn't rush to start the car. He raised his arms to hold her body, and his warm breath sprayed on her face.

"Did you drink too much? Do you want to try?"

The mellow and magnetic voice echoed in the car, and Jian Qing's heart skipped a beat.

She quickly pushed him away and said, "Try whatever you want."

"I thought my dear baby saw that I bought those two boxes of stuff and couldn't wait to try it with me." Quan Jingwu teased.

"Hurry up and drive." Jian Qing sat up and coughed lightly.

A drunk man cannot flirt with her, lest he really tries it later, and she will really burst into tears.

"My dear, how about we give it a try?" Quan Jingwu leaned over, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said in a low voice.

Jian Qing, "..."

His eyes confirmed that this man had indeed drunk too much that night.

She coughed a few times, raised her hand to push his face away, and said calmly, "Snowball should be sent back to Shijin Palace. We should go back to avoid starving him."

"That meat ball will help you lose weight. It's better to eat less at night." He leaned over again.

Rub it, rub it again.

If it continues, things may get worse.