MTL - Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey-Chapter 25 Uncle, don’t be excited.

Qiao Mu's little hands for Xi Muqiao, there is no fighting power, Xi Mu Qiao looked at the little **** sitting on his body, only to feel funny.

This little bastard, when the eyes are savvy, the eyes are dripping, and the idea is more than anyone. When it’s stupid, it’s just terrible. It’s so easy to be deceived. Later, he can be optimistic, don’t let others cheat.

"Let me get this disease, how can I live, I am only twenty years old, it is a good age, Xi Muqiao, you are a bastard, you ruin me, hehe." Next is the time of Qiao Mu shrews I used the handcuffs, the ankles, the teeth to bite, and the last ones that I could use, all of them tried on him.

"Wang Ba Gu, I want to kill you first, then commit suicide. If you save the province, you will be harmed by others. I am also harming the people."

This small arm and calf, hitting the body does not hurt, it is a massage, but the little bastard's teeth are sharp enough to bite the bleeding. Xi Muqiao frowned at his helpless face and only felt tired. He seemed to be looking for a little shrew. "You can't kill me."

Joe Mu looked up at the face of Xi Muqiao. "Why?"

Xi Muqiao replied, "Because I am a triad, I have a gun."

Qiao Mu was excited and his face was frightened. How did he forget this? Hurry to touch Xi Muqiao’s midfielder and yell in his mouth, “Do not kill the gun.”

But she forgot, the man had already taken off his clothes, and there was only a pair of four-legged pants on his body. Where is the gun? The soft little hand touched the man's lower back. The little hand that made a strange, so that Xi Muqiao could not help but breathe a little more, the darkness of the dice was deeper.

"Where is the gun, hand it over." Qiao Mu twisted and twisted on Xi Muqiao. He did not see the men's dark and deep eyes, and the chest was also undulating.

"No more movements, or the consequences will be conceited!" Xi Muqiao licked some dry lips, and the low voice became slightly hoarse, as if he was forbearing, the temperature of his body began to rise and became hot.

Qiao Mu did not notice this, for fear that the man took out a gun and gave her a shot, she was still looking for a gun.

"Don't move!" Xi Muqiao yelled, he was touched by the little bastard.

Sitting in the abdomen of Xi Muqiao, Qiao Mu only felt such a bump, and then looked up, and saw that the man’s deep eyes were like volcanoes, and the magma in the eyes was flooding, so the burning eyes hit Qiao Mu’s face. on.

Xi Muqiao's Zhang Jun face was slowly depressed, and the facial features were magnified in Qiao Mu's eyes. She could even feel the hot smell of this man.

"Big, uncle, don't, don't be excited." Qiao Mu realized that how dangerous her move was.

Xi Muqiao should not, thin lips have been able to wipe the red lips of Qiao Mu, scared Qiao Mu small face pale, hands blocked on the man's strong chest, not allowed men to go further, small legs also smashed in the air, quilt They were all left behind.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Qiao Mu was like being settled. He didn't dare to move. The chaotic legs were still in the air, breathing a little bit, and the atmosphere didn't dare. Xi Muqiao did not dare to move, and Joe Mu’s eyes were panicked, and both of them were stunned.

"Your bed, will not really collapse?" Xi Muqiao looked at Qiao Mu's eyes and asked.

Qiao Mu did not answer, only heard a bang, the bed really collapsed...

Xi Muqiao’s black face couldn’t be black anymore. The last trace of red on the face of Qiao Mu’s slightly pale face disappeared. “Sim Muqiao, the bed, really collapsed?” The pretty thin-striped Liu Yemei, so Once, it became a funny eight-character eyebrow, but at this moment, Xi Muqiao could not smile at all.

Mommy! This is still not going to do the bed, it is collapsed, is the strange bed too weak, or blame them two troubles too much? President Xi’s face couldn’t stand, and he thought he had lived for another thirty-one years. This is the first time that the bed has collapsed!

"Oh, my bed, how come you collapsed, I have been with you for so many years, how can you bear to leave me..."

Xi Muqiao was so annoying to die, his ears were still the low sobs of the little bastard, the man was irritated, and got up and picked up the little **** on the desk and picked up the quilt around Qiao Mu. Then he looked at the ground with a black face.

Qiao Mu’s tears swirled in her eyes, and she slept for two years in this bed, so she was gone. The most important thing is that the bed is broken, you have to buy a bed, you have to spend money to buy a bed.

Xi Muqiao put four bed legs on the four corners of the bed board. The bed board didn't occupy the floor. It was also a simple bed. Then he turned and took Qiao Mu from the desk and put it on the bed board. Strict.

After packing up the good things, Xi Muqiao re-opened the quilt and went in. As soon as he entered the quilt, Qiao Mu was chilled by the ice on the man's body. The little hand touched the man's hard arm and the hand was cold.

"Uncle, you are not cold, rely on me, I will give you warmth." After all, it was caused by her broken bed, just give him a compensation.

Looking at the eager gaze of the little bastard, Xi Muo’s heart moved, and the gentle movement of the boy came over, and the warm little things in his arms made him very comfortable. She suddenly felt that the man, Xi Muqiao, was not bad at all, and it was great at other times.

"Uncle, are you really sick?"

Xi Muqiao laughed, his chin on the head of Joe Mu, the voice became gentle, "Cheat you, are you stupid!"

Wen Yan, Qiao Mu was relieved, and she was about to scare her.

When Xi Muqiao was holding the person in his arms to warm up, a ringing of the mobile phone ringing, Xi Muqiao did not answer the phone has been ringing, there is a vow to not give up the posture, Xi Mu Qiao, who is so long, so long, go to the muzzle hit.

Stretched over the phone and said coldly to the other side, "You better give me a reason to spare you!" The quiet voice of Xi Muqiao made Joe Mu shrink his head, and she silently mourned the person on the phone.

"President, the price has been negotiated, I am reporting a hi to you, huh, huh~" Lin Yi heard that the voice of Xi Muqiao knew that he had hit the muzzle and explained it quickly.

"What is the news! I will roll over to me at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. I will go to Africa after a minute of delay!" The voice of Xi Muqiao is still cold. This is what you are doing. What is happy, I don't know now. what time is it? The president does not need to sleep?

"..."

Lin Yi, who was on the other side of the phone, forced him to sneak a slap in the face of the president’s report. What is the situation? How does he feel that the voice of the president’s adult is so... want to be dissatisfied? Did the president adults go to the kiln?