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Mumujo. Her hand stopped rubbing against her nose, and the corner of her lips lifted into a slight arc. His right index finger and thumb pinched Qiao Mu's soft earlobes.

"To make you a wife."

Qiao Mu laughed foolishly as her eyebrows bent. She extended her index finger to meticulously draw the bridge of Xi Muqiao's nose. Her soft voice carried a trace of grievance.

"Then why aren't you keeping watch over me? Leave me in broad daylight and take the little demon spirit to get a room."

He wrapped her small hand in his, wet. Her hot lips kissed the white tips of her fingers. Her handsome face was instantly filled with elegance and was as white as jade.

"Is Madame jealous?"

Qiao Mu nodded her head, her eyes half closed. "You are my husband, so if you want to be together with other women, you must avoid looking at them. No matter how good-looking they are, no matter how beautiful their bodies are, you are not allowed to look at them!"

He could not describe the emotion he was feeling at this moment. She said you were my husband, and she said you should avoid looking at other women.

He had thought that in this contractual marriage, where he loved her so much and she was not interested, she thought that they were lacking in affection and he thought that she did not care, but his little wife had already taken him for her husband from the bottom of her heart.

His voice was soft as he kissed her misty eyes.

"Fine, your husband will avoid suspicion. He won't look at other women, he will only look at his wife."

Qiao Mu's thick eyelashes swept across his thin lips like a fan. That feeling of numbness made his heart go soft for a moment.

He buried his head in her neck and deeply inhaled the air from her body until he heard the gentle and long sound of her breathing. He raised his head and looked at her delicate face.

"Good night, ma'am."

The next morning, the sun shone through the heavy embroidered curtains into the dim room, leaving streaks of golden light on the floor. The man's small mouth on the white chuang was slightly open, and a thin stream of saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth onto the pillow.

The sound of water splashing could be heard in the bathroom. The person on the chuang moved their feet, and held their head with their little hands. Their heads hurt so much that it hurt their heads.

"Ahh! It hurts!"

Qiao Mu turned over and knelt on the chuang. Her head was on the pillow and her small hands were scratching his hair. It was turned into a chicken's nest.

Suddenly, she stopped. The white bed, the white pillow, and the faint smell of tobacco in her nose were not her bedroom's, nor her home!

She sat up straight and looked around the room. The room was a bit dark, but that did not stop her from seeing the decorations of the room. The rich and elegant golden wallpaper, the luxurious and grand hanging, the pure white wool carpet …

Damn it! Where, where is this?

She quickly pulled back the blanket and realized that she was actually wearing a nightgown! The collar was up to the navel! She quickly pulled it together and frowned as she thought back to last night.

Singing on the stage, he carried the money bag and left the stage. Then, a lot of men came to find him to drink, and then he drank too much …

Then what about She Miao and Qiu Ning? It was impossible for the two of them to not bring her along when they left, so she was also taken away by a man?

Her face was deathly pale, and she didn't dare to think any further. Just by looking at her disheveled appearance, she knew that not all men were able to peacefully hug her and sleep last night.

She glanced at the bathroom, then closed the frosted glass door. She could vaguely see the tall figure of the man inside. I, I cheated? "

Qiao Mu thought back to what Xi Muqiao had said. She belonged to him, both internally and externally, and was only a strand of hair. If he knew that he slept with another man, he would probably die, right?

Damn it, this was going to be a big deal!

Her lips trembled as she scanned the surroundings. She did not see her clothes, but she saw her schoolbag on the sofa not far away.

She quickly bent over to pick up her schoolbag, unzipped it and saw that it was full of Grandpa Mao. She didn't have enough time to sigh and returned to the chuang. She bit her lip, wondering if she should just run away in her pajamas.

While her thoughts were wandering, the bathroom door opened too. Qiao Mu could not see the man's face but could only see a white towel wrapped around the waist of a naked man.

She was shocked and her heart almost jumped out of her chest. Damn it, if a customer comes out, she won't be able to escape even if she recalled!

She was lying on the chuang with a "pa" sound. Her small hands were waving in the air, and she was crying.

I'm already married, and I love my husband very much. My husband also loves me very much, and we also have a three year old child. He's very cute, and for the sake of the child growing up with his parents, we'll pretend like nothing happened.

"Hey, so it's like this. Help me keep it a secret and I'll give you money! "You must not tell anyone about this. To be honest, my husband is the head of the underworld, if he finds out about this matter, he will definitely destroy your corpse!" "You … .

Xi Muqiao's originally lightly raised leg was put back down. He wrapped his arms around his chest and looked at the little black shadow lying on the chuang. Listening to the little wife's voice full of repentance and threats, his lips curled up, his eyebrows slightly raised and he gave a cold snort.

You love your husband very much? How come I didn't know you loved me?

Also, when did you get a three year old child that was so cute?

You actually wanted to use money to seal your mouth even though you are spouting nonsense.

"I have a lot of money here. I'll give you some, hurry up and run for your life. If my husband finds out, I won't give you up."

Qiao Mu crawled up with a frown on her face. She then took out two stacks of fur from her schoolbag with great heartache and threw it onto the end of the bed.

"Twenty thousand!"

There was no sound from the other side, not even a single movement.

She bit her lips. The heck, is it too little? He threw out two more stacks.

"Forty thousand!" Is that enough? "

The figure still refused to budge. Like a statue, Qiao Mu's eyes widened. Damned man, isn't 40,000 a little too much?

In front of her small life and money, Qiao Mu did not hesitate to toss out her four-layered furry grandfather.

"Eighty thousand!" This should be enough! "

The black shadow sneered and slowly approached the bed. Qiao Mu was frightened. Her eyes were sparkling. She quickly poured out all the money from her bag and shooed it towards the end of the bed with her eyes closed in fear.

"You, you, don't come over. I'll give you everything, okay? This is almost two hundred thousand, take it all. Whatever it is, you must keep the things between us a secret."

Xi Muqiao stood at the side of the chuang, raising his eyebrows to look at the little bastard with his eyes closed. He picked up a stack of Grandfather Hairy and slapped his hands, purposely suppressing his voice as he spoke.

"Say, wouldn't it be better if I killed you first and then turned the money into money?"