C97

Ah ha-ha, in the garage?

Xi Muqiao's black eyes revealed traces of a smile. Sometimes, he really wanted to pry apart his wife's little brain to see what was inside. Strange ideas would arise one after another.

"But what am I going to do about the shock on the road?" "I don't know," she said.

Qiao Mu's hot face turned even redder and her heart began to beat uncontrollably. What the f * ck was this Xi Muqiao's special hobby?

she asked, blushing. "Can I refuse?"

"No."

She swallowed. She knew that once Xi Muqiao made up his mind, he would not easily change his mind. Instead of wasting his breath, he would rather finish his business and return home.

She closed her eyes, giving it her all. "Hey, hey. Come at me."

Xi Mubai smiled and lowered his head. He rubbed his lips against her hot cheeks. Then, his thin lips fell on her rosy cheeks, her sensitive earlobes and her snow-white neck like raindrops.

He tossed and turned and kissed her, then clung to her delicate collarbone.

Qiao Mu closed her eyes, her eyelashes lightly trembling, allowing him to take advantage of her. Her breathing gradually became disorderly, she could feel his burning fingers gently stroking her skin, bringing with it a strange feeling.

After a long while, Xi Muqiao slowly moved away from her and stared at her crimson red face.

After waiting for a while, she didn't feel Xi Muqiao's move at all. She opened her eyes and looked at him, then puzzledly blurted out.

"That's it?"

Xi Mubai curled his lips and joked, "What do you think? Your husband doesn't count. He wants to ride on the road? Hearing your wife's tone, you're really looking forward to a shock? "

Qiao Mu froze. Ten thousand South American grass horses roared past her heart.

Her face was extremely red, and she really wanted to find a hole to hide in. However, there was clearly no hole for her to crawl into, so she could only bury her almost ripe face into Xi Muqiao's face, silently cursing him for being such a bastard.

In the month she had spent with Xi Muqiao, she had blushed more often than she had in the past twenty years. Qiao Mu felt as if her face was about to burn out.

Her voice was low with a hint of complaint, "Uncle, can you please stop joking with me? You are making me feel very awkward."

Xi Mubai gave a light laugh as he lifted her little face from his chest with the corner of his eyes. "Come, come. Let your husband see. With a woman's thick skin, she would still feel embarrassed."

Qiao Mu glared at him, not wanting to talk to him. She didn't know why, but ever since the two of them obtained the marriage certificate, she had been feeling embarrassed for him speaking so shamelessly to her husband.

For some reason, she had always been the one teasing others. However, ever since she met Xi Muqiao, she had only been teased by him.

Was this the legendary "one thing subdue one thing"?

Xi Muqiao patted her ass, his black eyes brimming with a smile. "Quickly go. Husband needs to calm down."

He had never intended to do it in the car, as it was his top priority. How could he be so casual?

Qiao Mu did not hesitate for a second and quickly sat to the side. She stuck close to the door, staying as far away from him as possible. After sitting properly, she realized that something was wrong with her clothes. Why was it so empty?

Careful feeling, damn it, her clothes are undone...

Her face turned completely red once again. She put her hand behind her back to buckle it. She was already wearing a lot of clothes, so she couldn't take it off and button it again like she did at home.

Seeing her awkward appearance, Xi Muqiao was about to step forward to help, but she stopped him as if he was in the middle of a raging flood.

"You, you, you're not allowed to come here while sitting obediently."

What a joke, if he came over, then it would definitely not be a matter of concealment, unless her brain was kicked by a donkey!

Xi Muqiao's Adam's apple moved up and down a few times and a smile appeared on his face. He had been too moved and had accidentally untied his wife's clothes.

Don't look at the wife usually face thick enough to wipe the floor, only this kind of thing, face thin as a layer of paper, very shy.

Qiao Mu's face turned red. She only closed the box a few minutes later as she huffed and puffed. She shook her sore arms and glared at Xi Muqiao while gritting her teeth.

When her gaze landed on Xi Muqiao, her face immediately turned red like a pig's liver. Damn it, this old man!

She grabbed the pillow and threw it to him, "Old bastard, can you calm down a bit? I know you can, you're not sick, I'm begging you, please calm down!"

Xi Muqiao glanced at his crotch and placed the pillow on his lap to cover up the awkwardness. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his face full of ruthlessness. He threw a side glance at Qiao Mu, his face showing a little more unease.

"This was originally a gift for your wife, but it's a pity that she didn't open it. It doesn't matter, we'll open it slowly when we get home, and now you've seen it. Your husband is healthy, and it's not as useless as you think."

"…"

Qiao Mu gave him a strange look. When she had first met him, he had been so aloof and expressionless. In between his brows, there was a trace of indifference that could not be seen from afar. His entire body emitted an ice-cold aura; one could tell at a glance that he was not a person that was easy to get along with.

But why is it that the more we get along, the more he's like a hoodlum, Mr. Xi?

"Xi Muqiao, you old bastard, wake up, wake up, wake up …"

The bell suddenly rang, causing Qiao Mu's eyes to widen. Xi Muqiao glanced at her happily and picked up the phone. Lin Yi's cautious voice sounded from the other side.

"Boss, may I ask if you're done?" It's been almost an hour! "

Lin Yi was very considerate of his CEO, because he felt that with his combat strength, he definitely wouldn't be able to finish it in half an hour, so he was very considerate and gave him an hour.

Xi Muqiao held the pillow at his crotch and looked at it. Then, he spoke up, "You can come back now."

Lin Yi's cheers came from the other side.

After a few minutes, Lin Yi ran back, panting heavily, his body almost frozen solid. One must know that there were no buildings on this road, ah ah ah ah, he could only squat on the street and wait, keeping watch for the big Cherokee from a distance.

He was wearing a thin suit, messy amidst the cold wind. Along the way, he even stopped the car by a considerate beauty to ask if he wanted to hitchhike, but for the sake of the CEO and his wife, he cruelly refused.

He rubbed his hands together and looked at the backseat in the rearview mirror, calmly sniffing the air. It was strange, there was no afterglow of happiness. He looked at the CEO, not sweating all over, not gasping for breath, not even his wife, not completely drenched in red sweat.