Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey

Lin Yi put down the phone and secretly pondered, this long-term abstinence man, the temper is really weird, the gloom, he is an assistant must be frightened all day.

Xi Muqiao dropped the phone and got into the bed. The warmth that had just been picked up from Joe Mu had already cooled down. He looked at the little man in his arms, his fingers licking the earlobe of Joe Mu’s white, the fingertips. Cold, so Joe Mu could not help but shuddered.

The earlobe gradually became flushed, and the strange burning sensation made Qiao Mu very uncomfortable, carefully shrinking his head back. "Uncle, I have classes early tomorrow, I need to get up early to catch the bus."

Xi Muqiao’s voice was with a hint of spoil, and he replied, “It’s okay, I will send you.”

"Don't be uncle, just take your car and go to the school gate. That's the focus!" Joe Mu slammed the gang and continued, "I don't know, I thought I was covered by the upstart."

Xi Muqiao swayed the thick and curled eyelashes, and there was dissatisfaction in the indifference. "Have you seen such a handsome and upstart?"

When Joe Mu opened his voice, he couldn’t stop it. "Say, you are my gold lord..."

After a while, Xi Muqiao raised a look at the clock on the wall, it was almost eleven o'clock, the little **** that mouth is still lingering, there is no point to sleep. Xi Muqiao’s big hand was in the arms of a woman’s little waist, and the voice was gentle and gentle. “If you don’t sleep, you will get out of bed.”

The little **** is still not convinced, and he is pitiful. "Why are you so fierce? I have a personal voice to talk to me. I usually sleep alone, and I talk to the ceiling. It’s boring."

Xi Muqiao suddenly shrank in his heart, pampered to climb the brow, talking to the ceiling? His delicate chin is on the top of Qiao Mu's head. The thick eyelashes leave a faint shadow on the eyelids. The tone is softer. "Hurry up, take you to the crabs in the morning."

Qiao Mu’s eyes widened and his lips raised his smile. “Okay, Lord Kim, good night.”

A big early morning.

When Qiao Mu got the tenth crab yellow bag, Xi Muqiao pulled the rest of the bags to himself. "No more." Then I looked up and down with Qiao Mu, how can such a small person eat? So much, where are you going?

"Uncle, don't you be so stingy, just eat a few crabs and yellow packs. Anyway, you are so rich." Qiao Mu protested, looking sadly at the food that was taken away, with food in his mouth, and a slurred argument. .

"To the uncle, how do you know that I like to eat crab yellow packets?" She did not mention it to anyone.

Xi Muqiao’s eyelashes and sorrows, the secret of God’s mystery, “I’m counting it.”

"..." Arbor said speechless.

In front of the bus stop, Xi Muqiao took out two grandfathers and handed them to Qiao Mu. "Get the bus."

"By taking the bus?" Qiao Mu looked at his two grandfathers in the wind and looked at the wind. Is this the life of a rich man? Take the bus for two hundred?

Xi Muqiao's thin lips and micro-hooks, he did not know how much money to take the bus, but certainly can not use so much, he is hoping that the little **** eats better at school. Sighted to sweep Qiao Mu again, Xi Mu Qiao stepped forward, pulled the zipper of Qiao Mu cotton clothes down to the top, and then smashed the scarf.

The warm breath hits Joe's cheek and provokes a blush. Qiao Mu does not feel that he is taking a step back.

Xi Muqiao raised his eyebrows and smiled. "So sensitive?" Then he leaned down again and his lips were close to Joe Mu's ear. "It's not too late to wait until the bed/up."

Qiao Mu’s mind banged, and the little face burst red again, Nima, this beast!

Obviously, this obvious reaction of Qiao Mu made Xi Muqiao very satisfied, and the low laughter in the throat. The smile of Xi Muqiao is even more so that Qiao Mu feels ashamed and anomalous. The apricots are awkward and sullen, and they bite their teeth. "Birds, thinking about these things all day, are not afraid of perfection!"

After all, waiting for Xi Muqiao to open, Qiao Mu turned and squeezed into the bus, the moment the bus started, the little **** erected a **** towards Xi Muqiao, the delicate face was full of provocation.

The smile on the face of Xi Muqiao froze, his face was blue and green, and he resisted the urge to catch up and beat the little **** down. What is it, who is this to learn? Also erect the middle finger, know a lot, see how he will clean her next time.

Xi Muqiao turned to the car, slamming the door closed, the sound of the big cause of passers-by A and B have come to this side. I took the phone and pointed it lightly. There was a slight dissatisfaction in the eyebrows. "How can I still not come."

"President, this is only seven o'clock..." The phone was overwhelmed.

"Where does the president let you come over, when will you come over, there are so many nonsense!" He slammed the phone aside and Xi Muqiao took a deep breath. The little **** was really capable, and his heart hurts. Therefore, Lin Yi became a scapegoat in the early morning.

Just about to drive away, the ringing of the mobile phone rang again, and Xi Muqiao took it with a black face and saw the name of the caller ID. The anger faded a bit. "Hey, Wang Hao."

The voice on the phone was a mess. Wang Hao panicked and said, "Young Master, you are coming back soon. The lord is coming to the wife to ask for money. I have to do it to the wife."

Xi Mu Qiao suddenly changed color, deep in the depths of the eyes swept the storm, the sound was as cold as ice, "I will go back immediately." Drive to accelerate back, Xi Muqiao did not want to be more about that person, but why is that person always The second challenge to their bottom line?

The car was parked in front of the old house in the middle of the mountain. Wang Hao, who had been waiting at the door, had anxiously stepped forward and followed him on the side of Xi Muqiao. "The lord has already had an hour, and we really can’t persuade it to call the young master."

Xi Muqiao was sullen and his face was dull. When he entered the hall, he saw the land being overwhelmed. The mother took the seat and sat on the sofa. Xi Muqiao hurried forward. "Mom, are you okay?"

Yuan Sufei looked up, his face was pale, his eyes were red, and he saw that Xi Muqiao came in and found the main bone. The tears of the brush fell and the lips shook a little. "Mu Qiao, what have we done wrong?"

Xi Muqiao squatted on one knee, kneeling in front of his mother, holding Yuan Sufei's hand and looking at his mother's painful look, whispering comfort. "Mom, we are right, the wrong thing is the distance."

"But he is your father."

Xi Muqiao snorted. "It was not as early as fourteen years ago. Now, he is just a familiar stranger."