"If you don't know how to lose your family, I can find someone to teach you."

Qiao Mianmian

What is the requirement?

How could he find someone to teach her how to be a loser?

"Men make money for their wives and children. If you don't spend my money, I will have no sense of achievement. "

“……”

"Mianmian, if you don't spend my money, it will make me feel that you haven't accepted the fact that I am your husband."

Joe Mianmian feels that something has been stuffed in his hand. He looks down and sees that it's the black card that Mo Yesi gave her before.

He gently kisses her soft lip and whispers with the corner of her mouth: "there's a million dollars on this card every month. It's my pocket money for you. You can buy anything you like. You don't have to save money for me. Let me know if it's not enough. "

"Don't refuse me, don't make me angry, eh?"

A million dollars a month, but only pocket money?

Qiao Mianmian's heart

Her husband... Too rich, too!

She pinched the black card in her hand and said weakly, "do you give people so much pocket money?"

"Of course not." The man's deep and charming eyes glanced at her, "you can't be a loser, you can only give less first."

Qiao Mianmian

Mr. Mo, I'm sorry to disturb you!

*

The waiter quickly brought their order to the table.

Seeing all kinds of abalone and sea cucumber dishes on the table, Qiao Mianmian feels that what he eats is not a dish, but RMB!

With the mentality of never wasting even if she was dead, after a meal, her stomach was round.

Paralyzed on the sofa, I didn't want to move at all.

Mo Yesi holds the girl with a round stomach in her arms, buries her head in her hair, takes a deep breath, and says with a smile: "are you full?"

"Well." Joe Mianmian nodded, reached out to touch his stomach, "full."

I can't be more full.

She didn't know that she could eat so much.

The amount of this meal is the same as that of the usual day.

"Now that I've fed you, is it time for you to meet one of my demands?"

Qiao Mianmian Leng next: "what requirement?"

She thought for the first time whether he wanted to ask for a kiss or not.

His face turned red.

Unexpectedly, Mo Ye Si is holding her to the sofa to fall down, he will her pressure in the body, head buried in her neck, voice vague way: "accompany me to sleep."

"What, what?"

For a moment, Joe Mianmian's face turned red.

She was shocked and pushed the man on her body, and she was ashamed and annoyed: "Mo Ye Si, get up! I don't want to sleep with you here! "

This big wolf!

I want to be with her in a place like a restaurant

He is too shameless.

Joe Mianmian was so ashamed and angry that he didn't respect her at all.

Even if she married him, it's time for her to fulfill her husband and wife obligations, but it's too indecent to do that kind of thing in a place like a restaurant.

What if someone opens the door and sees it later?

Even if no one will come in, such an occasion is not suitable.

"If you don't sleep here, where do you want to sleep?" Mo Yesi's voice gradually lowered down, as if he was sleepy. "Just sleep with me for an hour. It won't delay your afternoon class."

"Mianmian, I'm sleepy. Let me sleep for a while..."

The man's breath became long and light, and the head buried in her neck did not move.