Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey

The neckline of his shirt was slightly open, revealing a delicate sex-feeling clavicle, and the standing position was not as straight as usual.

His left leg was behind, his right leg was owed in front of him, and he looked at her with his eyes squinting, and the whole person looked loose.

This kind of he is a little bit casual, a little lazy, and a few bohemian, compared with his usual image is very different.

He just looked at her like this, didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly, he evoked the lips on one side, plus his slight eyes, and his body exudes a bit of suffocation.

I have to say that such a man is just like a grandson. It doesn't have a charm when you are not serious. The bad one is heart-rending. He does have the capital to make women crazy.

Seeing that he didn't talk, Qiao Mu called her gently, "Uncle..."

Xi Muqiao's eyes were moving, like returning to the gods, pointing her finger at her, and his tone was slow.

"come."

Joe Mu was happy, one foot squatted in front of him, raised his face, and called him again. "Uncle, you drink too much."

Xi Muqiao snorted and seemed to hear something funny. He slowly raised his hand and gently patted her delicate cheeks.

He asked, "Do you think my husband drank too much?"

Qiao Mu looked at his abnormal appearance, slightly rubbing his lips, she did not know how to answer, for fear that the answer is wrong, Xi Muqiao will be angry again.

Xi Muqiao saw that she didn't talk, and she laughed again. She was obviously laughing and feeling guilty. In Qiao Mu, she heard a goose bump.

His big hand slipped slowly from her cheek, sliding all the way to her neck, and then stopped.

His rough fingertips gently rubbed her throat, so that her cold hair was erected, and Joe Mu did not dare to move, for fear that Xi Muqiao would do anything.

She was wearing pajamas and the top was buttoned. Xi Muqiao gently pointed the top button and then pressed it on the second button.

He said, "I am very happy tonight, come once?"

Qiao Mu looked at her in a clear eyes, answering without thinking, "Okay."

Xi Mucho bent her lips and leaned closer to her. Then she asked, "I don't want to wear a set. You don't want to avoid it~yun~ medicine?"

Qiao Mu was asked by his question, and during her stay, Xi Muqiao’s hand was taken at the button of her pajamas and copied into her trouser pocket.

He looked at her for an unclear look and turned away.

Joe Mu looked at him so sharply that he turned a corner and walked toward the room.

She stood on one foot and was overwhelmed.

After standing for five minutes, Qiao Mu believed, he really wouldn't come back to look at her again, so long on one foot, so that her feet began to get sour.

She sat down next to the sofa and turned to look at the room again.

The uncle’s problem, she was not unwilling, she was only a little surprised by his question, he was dull for a few seconds, and if so, he could change him, but why not.

She really can't figure out how to avoid ~yun~ medicine, why the uncle is so angry.

Qiao Mu’s current thoughts are still banned before she is the stalk bought by Xi Muqiao.

It’s not that she can’t cross, but she doesn’t have that consciousness to cross, and she doesn’t dare to cross.

Sitting on the sofa for a while, I felt a little cold, and I was sure that Xi Muqiao would not come out anymore. Qiao Mu got up and stepped forward toward the stairs.

In the room, Xi Muqiao was lying on the chuang, constantly thinking about the way he asked the sentence, Qiao Mu's reaction.

He didn't really want to do that, but he was not willing to do it. He wanted to ask again, and her embarrassment, in the eyes of Xi Muqiao, was hesitant, not willing.

He felt himself hurt again.

Xi Muqiao felt that she was really eaten by Joe Mu. He couldn't stand the look of him with her eyes wide open, which would make him unable to stop his soft hair.

Alcohol attacked the brain, and the whole person began to get confused. He got up and went to the bathroom.

In the early morning, Qiao Mu got up early, just to catch up with the early morning Muhammad. She thought that she would wander in front of the uncle, her posture was lower and her attitude was sincere.

But her thoughts were lost, and the table was empty, only the Wang Hao in the kitchen was busy.

"Wang Hao, my uncle?"

Wang Hao rubbed his hands, came out of the kitchen, and held her down at the table. "Mr. left at 6:30, and did not eat breakfast."

Qiao Mu vented in an instant. In the winter, she felt that it was already very early at seven. I didn’t expect that person to leave at half past six. At that time, wasn’t the scorpio still full?

Is it necessary to get up at six in the morning?

She is very headache now, thinking about welcoming Xi Muqiao, but she can't see anyone at all. Even if she sees it, he also ignores his own love.

When Joe Mu stayed at home for the third day, he couldn’t stop.

Last night, Xi Muqiao did not return home. She didn't dare to call him. She was alone at home. There was only Wang Hao in the villa, but Wang Hao was still busy cleaning up the house. There was not much time to chat with her.

She opened the drawer of the coffee table and found that her little snack was not at all. She was bored and had to grow grass.

At half past ten, a thought suddenly appeared in her mind. She hurriedly greeted Le Wang, who made her favorite meal.

At eleven o'clock, she held a cane with one hand and the other hand holding the insulated tub. She called her full-time driver Xiao Zhao and set off for the Xi's group.

She held the insulated bucket in her arms and looked at the scenery outside the window, breathing deeply.

I don't know what the uncle will see when I see myself. Can't I even throw it out with a cooler?

Of course, this is the worst plan.

There is also that she is not prepared to go to the president's special elevator that the last uncle took her, but from the main entrance to the bright and straight.

This means she may be exposed, but she can't manage it.

Even if it is exposed, it is estimated that it will be transmitted within the company. After all, she used to listen to Lin Yi. The basic qualities of all the people in the company are still there.

It’s about the president. They are at most privately gossip. There is absolutely no courage to spread out.

At the front desk of the hall, Qiao Mu said that he would go to the president's office.

The front desk lady looked at her tender student's appearance, and she held a cane with a hand-held insulated bucket, apparently to give the president an adult lunch.

Although she had doubts in her heart, Xiao Zhao, the girl around her, knew that Xiao Zhao was the driver of the president, but he had not seen him in recent months, and thought he had resigned.

She smiled and nodded. "Please wait for the lady, I will contact the assistant office."

After some conversation, she put down the phone and smiled and said, "Slightly wait."

After a while, the left line ran all the way, and quickly went to pick up the insulated bucket in her hand, while the respectful dagger screamed.

"Mrs."