Chapter 637

Joe's heart beat was in a state of disorder.

The man of moyesi... Is teasing her again.

But every time she can't afford to lift, he casually a lift, her heart won't listen to her.

For a while, it's very slow, for a while, it's very fast, for a while, it doesn't seem to be beating.

She's not promising enough to be teased like this by her husband.

But is moyesi an ordinary man.

There is a handsome husband like this, who is also very attractive. No one can stand it.

"Well, no kidding. The movie city is not far from Cloud City. I promise you that as soon as I have time, I will come back to see you, OK In fact, Qiao Mianmian is reluctant to leave for such a long time.

It's just the rising period of their feelings. At this time, they have to be separated for such a long time, and no one is willing to give up.

But love is important, so is career.

In fact, after marrying Mo Yesi, Qiao mianmianmian is under a lot of pressure.

It's much more stressful than when she was single.

This pressure is not from the economy, but the gap between her and moyesi.

The better he is, the more pressure she has.

I don't think she's good enough for him.

Therefore, she hopes to make some achievements as soon as possible, even if those achievements are not worth mentioning in front of him, at least, she can see her progress.

She also wants to earn a sum of money that can bring her a sense of security by her own efforts.

The girl's soft, white and tender arms were hanging around his neck. Her black and watery eyes looked at him, and her voice was soft.

In the face of such her, Mo night division where say "not good" these two words.

Although dissatisfied, after sighing, still nodded: "good."

"I knew you were the best."

Qiao Mianmian, taking advantage of the victory, stands on tiptoe, raises his head and kisses him on the lip.

Lightly pecked one mouthful, just want to retreat, Mo night division embraces her waist to press her toward him, low head heavy, forced kiss down.

"Well..."

Qiao Mianmian struggled, voice intermittent: "Mo night division, I, I have to pack."

"Don't worry. I'll clean it up for you later." The man's voice was low and dumb, and his arm, which was close to her waist, was getting hotter and hotter. He pinched her jaw and kissed her deeply.

"No... I, I have to go to bed early tonight..."

"It's only seven o'clock now. You go to bed at ten o'clock and take another hour to pack up. We still have two hours..."

"But, but... Um..." her lips were blocked up again.

"Baby, you will leave for several months tomorrow. You don't want to feed your husband before you leave. Do you want to starve me?"

"I..."

"Shh, baby, we don't have much time, so don't waste it on meaningless conversations."

The man picked her up and carried her out of the cloakroom.

*

The two hours agreed, Mo Yesi didn't waste a minute.

From the moment Joe Mianmian was put on the big black bed by him, her cry lasted for two hours.

By the end of the last time, she was hoarse.

He was wet and sweaty, as if he had been picked up from the water.

She has no strength at all.

It's like being squeezed out of blood essence by the fox demon, soaking in the bathtub motionless, letting Mo Yesi help her clean her body.

When Mo Yesi finished her bath, she wrapped her in a bath towel and took her back to bed. She closed her eyes tired and fell asleep soon.