Chapter 177

Wash with him?

Qiao Mu's head shakes like a rattle drum. He can't help taking advantage of washing with him. It will take a long time to take advantage of it.

The key is to wash it together. How can she take pictures when he is out of the bathroom!

She put the towel in her arms to him, pushed his arm, urged, "uncle, you go to wash it, it's more than ten o'clock, don't waste time!"

Xi Muqiao lightly raised eyebrows, "what waste time?"

"No, it's nothing. I mean it's so late. You'll have to wash up and go to bed."

Xi Muqiao deeply glanced at her, did not speak, turned to the bathroom, Qiao Mu looked at his Weian figure, long sigh.

After more than 20 minutes, under the call of Qiao mu, the beautiful man finally went out to the bath.

She pretended to play with the mobile phone, but in fact, the camera aimed at him and snapped at him. Then she threw the mobile phone and took the towel in his hand to help him wipe his hair.

"Uncle, you're out."

Simuccio sat on the rocking chair and let her brush her hair.

Standing behind him, Qiao Mu looked over his body's muscular lines, but the more excited he felt, the man's body was swollen and could be so wonderful.

Strong chest muscles, eight bulging abdominal muscles, perfect Mermaid line, and then down, forehead, surrounded by bath towel can not be seen.

Xi Muqiao looked at her manicured nails. "How can my wife be so enthusiastic tonight? Has she done something to apologize to me?"

"No, no, uncle. You know, I'm good."

Xi Muqiao chuckled and asked again, "really not?"

"Really No

Xi Muqiao suddenly got up, turned around and went to the bathroom. Qiao Mu was waving a small towel behind him, "uncle, I haven't finished wiping my hair!"

The man did not answer, not much, the sound of hair dryer came from the bathroom.

Qiao Mu is wringing a small towel, why does she feel uncle suddenly angry?

And what did he mean when he asked himself that? Did you know she sold his photos?

No, if the uncle knows about it, he will never spare himself. He will definitely beat him first and then stand in the corner.

No longer think about it, she ran to Chuang and picked up her mobile phone and looked at the photos just taken.

All the photos are taken by Xi Muqiao from the bathroom to Chuang's side. Fortunately, he has a variety of movements. She can only take this kind of picture.

Pick out ten photos of different angles and actions to me. It's Xi Muqiao, the buyer who sent it. Qiao Mu threw his mobile phone aside and waited for the buyer to reply.

After Xi Muqiao went to Chuang, he stretched out his long legs and pushed her to the side of Chuang with his big feet pushing her to the side of Chuang. Disgusted, he said, "go to take a bath."

With that, he reached out and took the mobile phone on Chuang's head cabinet.

A moment later, he raised his lips and glanced at the bathroom with a smile. Then he threw his cell phone, turned off the light and went to sleep.

In the next few days, Qiaomu's business was almost contracted by the man named Xi Muqiao. The price went higher and higher, from 300000 at the beginning to 450000 now.

Joe Mu is going crazy to collect money.

She never thought that she would make a fortune by selling simuccio's photos.

Another day, I'm simuccio sending a message.

"The Luo photo of simuccio, one hundred and ten thousand."

Qiao Mu's heart beat for only a second, and then refused.

I'm kidding. Anyway, Xi Muqiao is her husband. She sold his photos too much. How can she let others see her husband all over the place!

The information sent over there, Qi Qiaomu almost dropped his mobile phone.

"Either give me ximuccio's Luo photo, or I'll expose you. I believe ximuccio must be very interested in the people who sell his Luo photos."

Qiao Mu Qi's face was red, and she was panting for breath. This man was really shameless. She gave her own trouble!

If he really exposed himself to Xi Muqiao, she must not be able to run, although it is sold online, uncle as long as you want to check, you can find out that it is her.

She began to be afraid. If simuccio knew her behavior, he would kill her. Hum.

She really felt this, what is called from heaven to hell.

All afternoon's practice was absent-minded. Qin Zhan also saw that she was not in a high mood. He thought she was uncomfortable and asked her to go home early to have a rest.

When she got home, she locked herself in her bedroom and was nervous. At last, she decided to take the initiative to confess to simuccio.

If you confess, you will be lenient; if you resist, you will be strict.

I hope Xi Muqiao knows that after that, he can be merciful and act lightly.

Until dinner time, Xi Muqiao didn't come back. She took out her mobile phone and dialed him, but there was a prompt that the other party couldn't answer.This tight heart, is more restless, uncle has never answered his phone, is that person has exposed her to uncle?

No, No. if she is exposed, uncle will come back to clean her up immediately.

Aunt Wang came out of the kitchen. "Madam, Xiao Lin, the assistant of Mr. Wang, called back earlier and said that Mr. Wang had a party tonight and asked his wife not to wait for him to eat."

Smell speech, Qiao Mu's tight heart relaxed half minute.

In the end, she put down her chopsticks and ate them like medicine.

Aunt Wang looked at her side with a straight frown. She asked, "is your wife sick, and she has eaten so little?"

Qiao Mu looked at her listlessly and pursed her lips. "Aunt Wang, I'm ok. You say if I do something wrong, how can uncle punish me?"

Aunt Wang said with a smile, "Mr. Wang can't bear to punish his wife."

"But if I make a serious mistake, will he hit me?"

"That's not true. Although my husband is usually cold and angry, he has never been beaten. Did his wife make a mistake?"

Qiao Mu compared a little finger, a little guilty, "a little bit."

At ten o'clock in the evening, simuccio came back.

Hearing the sound, Qiao mu, sitting on the sofa, suddenly stood up from the sofa, ran to take the coat in his hand, hung the scarf, and bent down to take out his slippers and put them at ximuqiao's feet.

Xi Muqiao to her this series of actions are not unexpected, he rubs her soft hair, "the wife is really good."

Qiao Mu wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh, so she ran to the kitchen.

"Uncle, did you have dinner? I'll get you hot food."

"Yes."

Joe Mu ran to the kitchen feet stopped, turned around, "well, then I'll make you coffee."

Timothy nodded in silence.

Five minutes later, Qiaomu delivered the coffee to simuccio's hand. He put his hands on his stomach and stood on the side of his stomach, like a maid waiting for instructions.

"Uncle, have a taste of it."

Xi Muqiao stirred the coffee gently and took a sip. He raised his eyes and looked at the expectant little face and hooked her fingers.