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Xi Muqiao narrowed his eyes and smiled. No matter how much he did, he couldn't match a single word his wife said to like him.

He pulled her out of a pile of Mitch, moved her to the side, and smoothed her messy black hair, "Aunt Wang has finished cooking, hurry down to eat. We still have important things to do after dinner."

Uhh, there are still important things to do...

Qiao Mu touched her little face and pretended she didn't hear anything. No one would believe it if word of it spread. It had been almost a month since they got their marriage certificate, but they still had not gotten married!

Xi Mubai held her hand and looked down at the round scar, gently rubbing his thin callused thumb. The scar was the size of a coin, and the skin on it was twisted into a knot. Fourteen years ago, it hadn't been this big.

If not for the scar, he would not have recognized his wife.

The edges of the scar were neat, as if it had been molded into a round shape. It was hard to tell if it was a burn or a burn.

Qiao Mu looked at Xi Muqiao as he stared at the scar. "I don't know what's going on either. The old dean said she had it when he picked me up from the trash can."

"Maybe it was left by your parents. They marked you up and thought they'd come back for you in the future."

Qiao Mu did not say anything, her eyes were half closed, her eyelashes quietly covering her eye sockets. After a while, she opened her mouth, "What can you do if you come looking for me? No matter what you do, it won't change the fact that they threw me away. Since they threw me away, then they definitely wouldn't care about me."

Xi Muqiao silently clenched his big hands. His wife didn't care about others' pain, he was enough.

He took her to wash his hands. Looking at Qiao Mu's listless expression, he rubbed her head and calmly changed the topic. "Aunt Wang made your favorite golden cod balls and Sushi Jin. Quickly go and try them out."

In front of the delicacies, the haze in Qiao Mu's heart was swept away. She looked at the golden ball of cod on the table and drooled. Xi Muqiao helped her pull up a chair.

She licked her lips, a little impatient. "Can we start eating now?"

Seeing how anxious she was, Xi Muqiao smiled and said, "Sure."

Qiao Mu cheered and picked one up for herself. She pouted and blew. Just as she was about to put it in her mouth, out of the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Xi Muqiao who was staring at her.

She swallowed and put the cod ball on his plate. "Uncle, you eat first, hehe."

Xi Muqiao couldn't help laughing, having a foodie shut his mouth in front of a delicacy. But it wasn't easy, the rosewood chopsticks picked up the cod ball and bit into it, the oil staining his thin lips and giving off a layer of light.

Qiao Mu couldn't bear it any longer and began to wolf down her food. To be honest, Qiao Mu really didn't look good when she was eating. Although it couldn't be considered rude, she could only wolf down her cheeks.

But this was exactly how Xi Muqiao liked her appearance.

Aunt Wang brought out a small bowl of soup from the kitchen and reminded them, "You two eat less, drink more of my soup, I made it especially for you."

She scooped a small bowl for each of them. Qiao Mu blew on it and lightly sipped. She immediately creased her little face. "What is this taste? Why is it so strange?!"

Mumu Qiao picked up the bowl and sniffed it. Her eyes widened! She instantly looked towards Aunt Wang with a smile. Aunt Wang's smile was kind as she winked at him, indicating that he should quickly drink.

Mubai Qiao turned to Qiao Mu and said, "The things inside are very expensive. Drink some more to replenish your body."

Qiao Mu had always been a very frugal child. When she heard that the things inside were very expensive, she picked up a bowl of wine and drank it with a frown.

When she finished, Simujo scooped another bowl for her, his voice soft. "Drink more."

After tonight, his wife would definitely panic, so he had to take a step forward to make up for it.

Qiao Mu was almost drunk to death from her gentle voice. It must be known that the two of them would usually start quarrelling after a few sentences. Xi Muqiao rarely used such a gentle voice to speak to her.

After dinner, Qiao Mu was dragged upstairs by Xi Muqiao. Aunt Wang stood downstairs laughing so hard that her eyes had become slits. With Mister and Madam working so hard, the Xi Family might soon have a young master.

Xi Muqiao's anxious look and Qiao Mu's shrinking head made her think that tonight was a dead end. "Uncle, I just finished dinner and I'm not doing very well."

Xi Muqiao took two heavy breaths. To him, this was quite strange. He had been waiting a whole month for this opportunity, but he couldn't bear it any longer. It was as if there were ants crawling all over his body, causing him to be unable to endure for even a second.

He slammed the door shut and pulled Qiao Mu over to give her a peck on her small mouth. His large hand stroked her waist, the warmth of it spreading through her clothes and causing her entire body to have small red pimples.

She took a step back. "Uncle, it's only seven …"

Xi Muqiao had a faint smile on his face as he watched her struggle to the death. He slowly undid the buttons on his shirt, and one by one, he moved gracefully.

As the buttons on his shirt were unbuttoned, his physique and body were gradually revealed. The gentle light that shone on his body made him look like a layer of honey.

He took off his shirt and handed it over to Qiao Mu. Qiao Mu's doggy legs went forward to receive it and he gave a deep glance at his bulging Lunar Vicious Muscle. He said in a crafty manner, "Uncle, revealing flesh is shameful, selling off one's looks is even more shameful!"

He chuckled softly. His dark and deep eyes were like a bottomless black abyss, firmly locking onto her. His eyes were astonishingly dark and filled with a strong sense of lust.

He asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Do you want to take a bath first or should I? Or should we go together?"

Qiao Mu hugged his shirt. Her nose was filled with the faint scent of mint and tobacco from this man's body. Her face was red and she stuttered for a while but couldn't say anything.

Simujo began to unbuckle his belt. It snapped, and the long end hung limply at his side. He stared at her with his dark eyes, as if he wanted to suck her in.

"Since Madam can't make a decision, then let's do it together."

As soon as he said that, he untied his trousers and took off his trousers. He was wearing only a pair of black boxers with flat corners.

Qiao Mu let out a strange cry as she turned around and ran into the bathroom. "I'll go first. Don't come in!"

His eyes were deep and unfathomable. His thin lips lightly parted as he spat out a few words at Qiao Mu. "That, too, is only for your wife."

Qiao Mu's hand that was about to open the door stopped and she slammed it shut. She leaned against the door, gasping for breath. Xi Muqiao's words about being only with his wife made her feel a sense of joy, shyness, and hesitation …