Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey

I was very happy to have a meal.

Although the two people did not know each other for a long time, at the beginning, Xi Muyan explained his purpose, and Lufaxi also agreed, which undoubtedly removed many obstacles for the two people to get along with each other.

Xi Muyan did not know if she would come out under the encirclement of the south, but at least now she knows what she is going to do.

She has to work hard to bring the South to Mo, from the bottom of her mind, from the bottom of my heart, even if it can not be thorough, but also let his image blurred!

After the meal, the three did not separate immediately, but walked on the tree-lined path.

Qian Qian is very conscious of the two to give room, walked by himself, hanging a mobile phone around his neck, patted here from time to time, where to shoot.

In the end, the little guy thought that Mommy and Uncle Lucifer's back were really good, and they were interested in the back of the two.

After the filming, I looked at the photo just now, and Qian Qian nodded.

The mobile phone was Xi Muyan, and Qian Qian thought about it with a small mouth, then opened Mummy’s WeChat and made a dynamic in the circle of friends.

Simply two words.

we.

The picture is the best one I have seen from the photos just now.

Lufaxi turned his head and said a gentle smile on his lips. "Can I tell you what to say?"

Xi Muyan glared at the shadows printed on the ground by the two men. He licked his long hair and bent his lips slightly. "Of course, I will call you directly, Lufaxi."

An hour later, Yan Qian began to doze off, Lu Faxi sent the mother and son back to the hotel.

Lu Faxi originally wanted to send the mother and son upstairs. Xi Muyan did not agree, let him go back to rest.

And the two of them made an appointment, and tomorrow they took Yan Qian to go to the Faxi family to play.

In the elevator, Yan Qian was full of excitement, and his little arm was holding Mummy's arm, saying how much he liked Uncle Lucifer.

Xi Muyan did not speak, just smiled and touched his little face.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, Xi Muyan bowed her head. While walking, she looked for a room card from the bag. She was joking with her and suddenly said nothing, even pulling her clothes.

Unclear, she turned her head and looked at Qian Qian.

And Qian Qian still laughs in the elevator like a small face with flowers, but at this moment it is gloomy to the extreme.

As if it was sensed, Xi Muyan turned his head and looked forward, then the pupil slammed.

The man stood side by side in the concierge of her suite, leaning against the wall, using her hands to copy the pockets, holding cigarettes in her mouth, and turning to look at them.

The smile on the face of Xi Muyan was lost, and his face was pale.

When I saw them coming back, there was no smile on my face.

He licked the cigarette and slowly walked to the front of Xi Muyan.

It is clear that there is only a distance of five or six meters. In the view of Xi Muyan, it is so long. Every step of the man is like stepping on her heart. After another, it shocks her brain.

In recent years, Nan Lin Mo rarely showed this kind of sullen expression in front of her.

But this time, she actually saw a burning flame from the eyes of the south.

Inexplicable, guilty.

She did not open her eyes and continued to look down on the room card.

Nan Lin Mo did not speak, even hiding away from the side, giving way to the mother and son.

Yan Qian glanced at Mummy, and looked at the south side of the Mo, the little brows did not move tightly.

After opening the door, Yan Qian first pushed Xi Muyan into it, and then looked at the south with a look of vigilance. After flashing into the room, he quickly closed the door.

Seeing the heavy door, it was about to close, and the long, slender hand was blocked in the only remaining gap.

Outside the door, a slight snoring sounded.

In the door, Qian Qian suddenly stopped, and looked at the big hand that blocked the door of the house with a shocked face.

Then, he quickly pulled the door open and his eyes fell on the big hand.

The back of the man's hand first rose red, then became purple and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Usually, when I was squeezed by the door, I felt painful. Besides, when he closed the door, he used it vigorously and was squeezed. It hurts to imagine.

Yan Qian looked nervously at the hand of the south, and forgot his reaction.

And the south is like nothing, pushing the door open, the big hand that is not injured will pick up the child who is at a loss, the long leg stretches, and the door is heavily closed.

At this time, Qian Qian completely returned to God and quickly struggled to come down.

"Let me go! South Lin Mo, let me go!"

In the end, it is an eight-year-old boy, and with Nan Lin Mo holding one hand, it is easy to get rid of him.

"Please go out, I don't welcome you here!" Yan Qian pointed at the door, said with a gloomy face.

In the south, Mo Yan looked at the child in front of the fried hair. After half a ring, he leaned slightly and asked with a modest voice. "Is it really annoying me?"

Yan Qian’s eyes are a little red, and the back of the little hand is behind him.

"Yes!"

In the south, Mo Zhenzi darkened and continued to ask, "Why hate me? We used to have a good relationship."

Yan Qian’s lips trembled a little, and next second, he was squatting tightly.

The south is looking forward to the child's big eyes soaked in water, and the uninjured hand touches his little face. Unsurprisingly, he is still being shunned by Qian Qian.

He straightened up and put his hands in his trouser pockets, half-folding his eyes and said, "I know I did something wrong before, but why can't I give me a chance to compensate you?"

Still did not get the answer of the little guy, lost in the heart, for a long time do not want to disperse.

The line of sight glanced around the room, then stared at the closed door. He lifted his foot and walked over. He was like a little lion waiting for an opportunity to stop in front of him.

South Lin Mo sighed, looking at the child gently, whispered, "Baby, I have something to say to your mommy, I promise not to hurt your mommy."

Yan Qian stared at him closely, and the south of Mo did not hide from him.

For a moment, Yu Qian compromised.

The child’s small face collapses tightly, and the slightly tender little voice is inevitable. “Up to twenty minutes, after twenty minutes you will not leave, I will call the police.”

In the south, Mo Mojiao raised a bitter smile and nodded.

After leaving the room in the south, Qian Qian did not leave, but walked to the door and sat down against the wall.

He is not at ease, afraid that the South will not hurt Mommy.

When Mo Jin went south, Xi Muyan was facing him by the window.

The location of the hotel is very good, the room is full of floor-to-ceiling windows, the view is wide, and the scenery not far away is refreshing.

In the south, Mo footsteps gently walked over, wrapped around the woman's thin waist, placed her chin on her neck, closed her eyes, and greedily breathed the familiar body fragrance on her body.

The woman's body is slightly stiff, and then relaxes quietly.

The man's unsteady burning scent, sprayed on her snowy white neck, the hoarse voice lingering in her ear.

"Words."