Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey

Xi Muqiao’s eyes moved from her calf to her face, and the little face was full of joy, but he never praised his wife, not to mention the wife was really good.

"Of course it is you."

Qiao Mu’s face suddenly turned cloudy, and you had a look of your eyes. The eyes all smiled and smashed into a seam. “Hey, let the demon~ be so good, the champions are gone, they still have a fart. ""

Xi Muqiao looked at her rude little appearance, bent her lips and curled her eyebrows. "How did she offend you?"

Qiao Mu glanced at him, the old bastard, knowingly asked, "She got off your car and offended me."

He frowned, his face was close, his throat was overflowing with lazy laughter, and his dark eyes had nothing to do with it. Qiao Mu looked at the approaching face, swallowed his mouth, ears, and came low. Low dumb voice.

"So, is the wife jealous?"

The man was wet. The hot breath slowly hit her ear, and it was numb and itchy. She shrank her head and leaned back. Some of her eyes flickered and she did not dare to look at Xi Muqiao. She could not admit it if she killed her. Her index finger poked his solid month of fierceness.

"Which, how can I, I just think that since we are married, we must be honest and honest. If you are bright and right, you will take away the demon ~ fine, lonely and widowed, you said to me that you have nothing, I believe, You tell others that others will believe it, I don't have much face, she is playing face to me, I will definitely fight back."

She paused and continued, "If you dare to let a strange woman get into your car in the future, I will dare to go to a strange man's car and give you a green hat."

Xi Muqiao listened to the wife's first half of the sentence, and my heart was still moved. The latter half of the sentence directly made him black face!

His handsome face approached again, and Joe Mu arrived on the back of the chair. The index finger painted the curvature of her red lips a little bit, and he licked his thin lips.

"On the car of a strange man? Give me a green hat?"

Qiao Mu was chilled by his fierce eyes. She bit her lip. "Hey, why are you angry? I am not talking about it. You don't let strange women get into your car. I won't be strange." Man's car."

He pinched Joe Mu's chin, raised it, dangerously blinked, and the sullen tone made people shudder. "If you dare, I will interrupt your leg!"

Qiao Mu took a shot of his big hand holding her chin and licked his chin. "Know, I am not a metaphor. For the uncle, how do you know that I have a game?"

He picked her up and sat on his lap. The big hand tightly held her little waist. She didn't see it for more than ten days. He thought she was panicking.

“掐指一算.”

This kind of posture is really too strange. Qiao Mu suddenly thought of this kind of plot in some movies, usually in...

"Can we not talk like this, don't you feel very strange?"

She blushes twice, and wants to come down. Xi Muqiao is not allowed to slap on her ass, her painful screaming.

"Sim Mucho, you are an old bastard, just hit me ass! If you go to your uncle's fingers, you will say, are you inserting me fine by me!"

Her eye-catching face of Xi Muqiao's handsome face, began to arrogant, pinching his gang, "Quickly say, who is jian fine."

Xi Muqiao's bright face is dark again, and who is the special jian, who is watching your watch!

She saw that the man's face was dark, and he was too scared to transfer the topic. "I didn't expect you, bring your glasses and Swen's ha, even cut this hairstyle, you can't see that you are a triad. Uncle, you are so handsome, a lot younger."

Xi Muqiao is particularly confident in his handsome face. "Uh huh."

Qiao Mu touched his glasses and watched him without a sly handsome face. Some doubts, "Uncle, how old are you?"

"Thirty-one years old."

Qiao Mu was shocked. "The trough, so old, you are now the old cucumber brush green paint, it is tender!"

The left-hand drive was really unstoppable, and he burst into laughter. Ah, haha, the old cucumber brushed green paint, and the wife dared to say that the president, for others, had been thrown out.

Xi Mu Qiao's face was darker. He shot a cold light, and the left squad immediately closed his mouth. He dared not look in the rearview mirror again, for fear that he would be driven off the bus by the president.

Qiao Mu is still talking about herself. She licks her fingers, wrinkles her face, and repents. "Forehead, you are thirty-one years old, I am twenty years old, we are eleven years old, how are you?" So old, as I am fifteen or six years old, I am taking it out and thinking that you are my father."

Oh, my father? I am going to your sister's father!

Xi Muqiao’s mood was severely cloudy, and the eyelashes under his movements moved. The warm sunshine came in through the window, and he could not soften his gloomy facial features. He is now smashing in every pore in his body, but he is somehow The little things that don’t know how to live and die are still lingering.

"Oh, I am so bad!"

The left lining felt the constant pressure in the cabin. He braved the thin sweat on his forehead and slammed on the gas pedal. He mourned that he had to get home and get off the bus. The president’s fire was terrible.

Xi Mu Qiao was silent all the way, and was hurt by the wife's words. He touched the smooth chin. He was 31 years old and very old. He felt that it was worthy.

The car stopped at the bottom of Qiao Mu's house. Xi Muqiao got off the bus and took off the black coat. He wrapped the little lady's parcel in his arms. Qiao Mu showed his small head and squinted, like being comforted. Like a small milk cat, you can’t enjoy it.

Her head was neatly placed in the neck of Xi Muqiao, and the tip of her nose lingered around his clear mint and faint tobacco smell, which was very good and made her feel at ease.

"Sim Muqiao, I promised that the whole class would get a celebration after the championship."

Xi Muqiao held his careful liver and slowly lifted his foot up the steps. Qiao Mu’s breath slammed on his neck and made him tremble. He licked his cheek and rubbed her smooth forehead. .

“So generous?”

She was silent for a few seconds, soft and faint opening. "Of course, this game, as long as the regular demon ~ fine step on I will be satisfied, those honor bonuses are all clouds."

I didn't come back in ten days. The living room was covered with thick dust. Xi Muqiao didn't even dislike it. She walked straight to the dilapidated sofa and sat down. He quietly hugged her for a while, and kissed her forehead. It seems to be a low sigh.

"Have you missed me?"

Joe Mu blushes and slaps, she doesn't tell the man that she thinks about him every day. She coughs and presses the fire on her face before she smiles.

"I want you to take me to eat crabs!"