Chapter 666

When Muqiqi said this, his chest stood up involuntarily.

When the person sitting opposite saw her move, Junrong raised a smile as if she had nothing.

This woman is so cute.

"I can't eat it. You can eat it yourself." Leaving such a sentence, Muqiqi is ready to get up and leave.

But there was a cold, low voice from the back, "sit down!"

Muqiqi was unhappy, and his eyebrows were almost raised. "Why?"

"With me!" Light spit out two words, he continues to pick up chopsticks, eat the dishes in the bowl.

Some of the angry sat down, face reluctant expression.

Mo yanjue did not see it, anyway, as long as she was with him, he was happy.

I didn't see her in the company all day in the daytime, but I didn't say a word when I came back in the evening, and I had to go upstairs again. Is this wife too oppressive?

I feel bored. Muqiqi is waiting for him here with one hand holding his cheek. I think he can go upstairs to have a rest after eating quickly.

Who ever thought that this person had eaten dinner and didn't want to let her go. He even wanted to take her to the top floor to see the stars.

Muqiqi's face is full of black lines. "We have to go to work tomorrow. Why don't we have a rest earlier today?"

"And you know you're going to work early tomorrow?" Mo yanjue's grievance.

I can't see her until six o'clock in the evening when I go out at eight o'clock in the morning, or when she doesn't work overtime.

If she tries her best to make Sanniang's momentum break out, it's not certain to let him wait until a few o'clock.

So they spend so little time together after work and before going to bed.

Now, she even did not want to give him such a little time, which is becoming more and more lawless.

Muqiqi didn't know the meaning of his words at all, and replied foolishly: "of course, tomorrow is Tuesday, not the weekend, how can I not go to work?"

Mo yanjue's face was even worse. "Since I know that I will not be with you for a while, I will know my work and work all day, and where to put my husband?"

The expression is slightly Zheng, Mu Qiqi finally understood the meaning of his words, "Puchi" a smile.

Is this person competing with her work?

"I can still laugh!" Mo yanjue's face was sombre and full of dissatisfaction with his wife.

Muqiqi gently pursed his lips, immediately reached for his strong arm like a dog's leg, pleaded: "I've been with you since I came in the door? You don't think you're happy. "

After listening to her words, another arm on her waist, her whole body collided with his solid body. Two people are facing each other in four eyes. The ambiguities are spreading all around... The two people close to each other are like a fire. The high temperature is frightening.

Although I have experienced such a thing with him once, Muqiqi still has some problems. After all, last time when he drank too much, she didn't know what she had done, and she also came to the event in front of her with a mindset of seeing death as if she were going home, so she has no other feelings except pain.

At that time, she thought that after that night, she would leave him as far as possible.

"Tell me, how do you plan to stay with me?"

The sexy low voice sounded in her ear, which made her feel nervous and uneasy, as if she was about to jump out of her voice.