Chapter 133

He was satisfied that his face could think like this. At the beginning, he was intentional, and his face was drunk and unconscious, but he had not reached the point where he had no sense at all.

He took possession of his face, one is to fight against simuccio, and the other is that he has really liked her for many years. In addition to these two reasons, he did not think so much about others.

Before marriage, he thought that it would be good to have a good face and the others were not important. After marriage, he began to become greedy. He was not satisfied with her being around. He began to want her heart, but he also knew that it was extravagant hope.

Face turned over, she and he face to face, she straight into his eyes, also do not speak.

Xi muche was seen by Mo Rongyan with this kind of slightly smiling eyes. There was a boom in his head and a buzzing sound. His throat knot was sliding up and down, and his heart was gradually getting anxious.

She has been sleeping with this man for more than a year, and her face is no stranger to him. In the past, she never refused, but she would not take the initiative.

She sighed slightly in her heart. Her arm was around Xi Mu Che's neck, and she put her red lips together.

Ximuche's pupil suddenly shrinks, and the whole person is drowned in ecstasy. He hugs her little willow waist and deepens the kiss.

Today's surprise is too many, many let him feel some unreal, like in a dream, but the heart of violent throbbing reminds him that all these are facts.

Thinking of Yun in his face, he did not delay for a long time, and soon let her go. He rubbed his red lips with his thumb and said softly.

"You don't have to aggrieve yourself. If you don't want to, you can tell me directly. I'll be happier."

Looking into his eyes, her facial features reflected in his eyes, leaving a light reflection, "I have no grievances, grandma said right, I don't hate you, I also decided to try to get along with you like a husband and wife."

Xi muche's eyes and eyebrows gradually dyed with a smile.

"Second brother, this is the last time I call you second brother. After that, you are no longer my second brother. You are my husband."

Simucher's head was buried in her black hair, and his choking voice was ringing in her face's ears.

"Face, I'm happy."

Face this time did not leave a face for him, she unkindly debunked him, "ximuche, can you stop crying, a big man, how funny you, you again, the baby should laugh at you."

Smell speech, Xi Mu Che's eye socket is wetter on the contrary.

In the living room, simuccio yawned.

Yuan Sufei asked, "didn't you have a good rest last night?"

In front of his wife no matter how shameless he is. Hooligan, he can also achieve the face is not red, heart does not jump, but in front of his mother, Xi Muqiao unexpectedly rare red ears.

Seeing that her son was silent, Yuan Sufei suddenly remembered that Aunt Wang called her this morning and said that her wife had returned to Linlang Bay yesterday, and that her husband and wife had gone out this morning.

She was also a person who had come over. She understood it all at once. She didn't tear it down. She asked with a smile, "when will you bring your wife back to show your mother?"

A mention of Qiao mu, Xi Muqiao suddenly smile, eyebrows raised, "after this week, she recently busy examination, no time to come back with me."

Mr. and Mrs. Wang's daughter-in-law have not seen Mr. and Mrs. Wang's wife very often.

This makes her very curious, over the years, Muqiao's temperament has been weak and fierce, the most common is that there is no expression, can not see the joy, anger and sorrow, can not laugh a few times a year.

She also heard from the old lady that mojo's wife was the little girl he had been thinking about for more than ten years. They even got their marriage certificates.

"You don't even discuss such a big matter with your family, or take it home to show us. If you take your own opinion and get your marriage certificate, will the girls feel too abrupt?"

"Mom, Joe won't do it."

"The girl's name is Qiao mu. How old is she this year?"

"Twenty years old."

Yuan Sufei choked and asked again, "20 years old?"

When she saw her son nodding her head, she silently calculated that her son had taken a fancy to others 14 years ago. At that time, Qiao Mu was only six years old?

At this moment, Yuan Sufei had an idea in her heart. Her son, this is an old cow eating tender grass!

"Five years younger than Xiaoyan!"

Xi Muqiao knew what his mother meant. He laughed and said, "age is a little different, but it doesn't hinder our feelings."

This sentence Xi Muqiao said some guilty, he does not doubt the feelings of Qiao mu, but Qiao mu on his feelings, he can not guarantee.

Yuan Sufei sighed, thinking that it would be better to be 20 years old at the age of 20, which is much better than her son's bachelor. "If you are still a child, you haven't graduated from University, that is to say, you won't have children in recent years?"

"We are not in a hurry. Let it be."

Listening to his son's words, Yuan Sufei's mental calculation was put down. His son is already 31 years old. If he waited for a few more years, he would be running four."Well, bring it back to us as soon as possible. Mom is very curious. Besides, you must not bully others by your age. I have a daughter-in-law very hard. Don't run away again."

Xi Muqiao laughs. He loves her, but he doesn't have time to bully her. Of course, bullying doesn't count in Chuang. He nods and signals that he knows.

"She said she was going back to China in the next few days."

Yuan Sufei was so happy that her tears came out in a twinkling of an eye. She cursed, "this dead girl, she will come back and won't even call me. When she comes back, I will kill her."

"I'll tell Xiaoyan not to come back. My mother will kill her when she comes back."

After that, Xi Muqiao picked up his mobile phone from the tea table and pretended to call Xi Muyan. Yuan Sufei grabbed the mobile phone and glared at him.

The smile in Xi Muqiao's eyes was about to overflow. Xiaoyan didn't come back for more than three years. He knew that his mother couldn't think of it. He just said it on his mouth.

His body back, "Mu Che and face have children, Xiaoyan will come back, our family is also a reunion."

Hearing the speech, Yuan Sufei's smile was stiff. She carefully looked at the expression on her son's face, hoping to see something, but Xi Muqiao's face was nothing but a shallow smile.

It seems that the son is really put down, she put down at the same time some sad, the family will soon be reunited, but the head of the family is missing.

She recollected and asked, "is there a picture of Joe mu? Mom wants to see it. "

Xi Muqiao took his mobile phone from Yuan Sufei's hand and opened the album. He didn't have the habit of taking pictures, but after he had Qiao mu, he took some more or less.

Most of them are Qiao Mu's performances, and a few are his life photos.

Yuan Sufei looked at the photo carefully, "can you play the piano?"