Su Qing's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled. She didn't understand what medicine was sold in Qiao Mo Han's gourd.
From his inexplicable opening of the press conference, to his inexplicable appearance, holding her hand and calling her Mrs. Qiao, and then he took himself back to the Qiao family's villa
Along the way, due to the presence of Qiao mu'er, Su Qing hid a lot of words in her heart and didn't ask for exit.
But now, as soon as I arrived at Qiao's house, yesterday, housekeeper Liu, who looked like a master, had already squatted beside her, holding slippers in a proper manner.
"Little lady, please change your shoes..." Housekeeper Liu carefully, with the voice of fear, gently call back Su Qing's thoughts.
Su Qing subconsciously waved her hand, "no, I'll do it myself."
Although she did not like housekeeper Liu, she was not used to having her shoes changed.
Su Qing is a person who likes and dislikes clearly. If you don't like it, you don't like it. If you don't like it, you can't insult others.
But when housekeeper Liu heard Su Qing's refusal, his face turned even paler, as if he were frightened: "young lady, I know I'm wrong I was wrong about yesterday. Please forgive me. Young lady, you don't need to condescend to others. Let me do it... "
Housekeeper Liu's face was full of fear. Such words were not flattery, but sincere requests.
Yesterday, she was severely punished by the people sent by Qiao Shao, but she dare not regard herself as the owner of the villa.
Liu Housekeeper will lower the body, carefully with extremely humble attitude, take off shoes for Su Qing.
Seeing the humble attitude of housekeeper Liu, Su Qing guessed that it must be because Qiao Mohan used some means behind his back that he made housekeeper Liu so careful.
Su Qing speechless, can only let Liu housekeeper carefully for their own slippers.
When housekeeper Liu retreated, Su Qing could not help but ask, "Qiao Mo Han, what do you want to do?"
As soon as the words fell, Su Qing's hand was caught without Qiao Mohan's reply: "Mommy, you should call Daddy, honey That's what it's called on TV. It can't be called directly. "
Her side, small Mu Er soft waxy voice came, heard Su Qing almost fainted.
Qiao Mu Er this silly girl, how can she help Qiao Mo Han!?
Su Qing was trying to correct Xiao mu'er's dangerous thought, but his body suddenly soared up. Qiao Mohan did not know when, but leaned over.
Taking advantage of Su Qing looking back to Qiao mu'er's space, she was held up directly.
"Joe Mohan, you..."
"Mu'er has said that he wants to call my dear Why don't you change your mind, Mrs. Joe? " The man's narrow and deep Danfeng eyes glanced over an obvious teasing.
His thin lips and tiny hook, even if not explicitly, Su Qing could feel the pride flowing from his eyes.
Su Qing was angry, and her eyes flashed with shame.
The more unhappy she was, the deeper the smile grew from Jomo's lips.
"Muer, it's time for you to go back to your room." Qiao Mo Han holds Su Qing in his arms. He is still sitting on the sofa and looking up at their Qiao mu'er.
Qiao mu'er blinks and blinks, admiringly looking at the father and mother holding together.
She tilted her head and said, "but mu'er wants to sleep with daddy and mummy."
This is her wish, from a good early start, there is a wish.
"Not today."
Joe Mohan said, "Daddy is going to cultivate feelings with mommy today Mu'er, go back to your room first. Let's wait two days. "
As soon as Qiao Mohan said "cultivate feelings", Su Qing's body became stiff.
Even without asking, she could tell what jomohan was up to.
This man, he must be mean, want to take her back to the room to do that kind of thing
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