A wedding?

Qiao Mu was stunned. She never thought that she and Ximu Qiao would hold a wedding ceremony.

"How can I treat Xi Muqiao's wife unfairly? At that time, I will make up for my wife a grand and unprecedented wedding ceremony."

Qiao Mu stares at his handsome face and mumbles, "wedding ... "

these two words lingered on the tip of her tongue, as if possessed by a demon, and ran to her heart.

There seems to be something in my heart that is agitated by it, and gradually gets restless. It seems that it will break through the confinement of my heart and germinate.

Xi Muqiao frowned, "the wife does not want?"

Qiao Mu shook his head again and again, "no, no, just feel some Shocked

Xi Muqiao gently kisses her lip corner, the tone is also very gentle.

"Madam, don't be shocked. In the future, there will be more things to be shocked about. The wife should learn to be calm. For such an important matter, of course, we should choose a sunny and auspicious day to hold a big feast. How about three days of running water banquet?"

Joe, he has two voices, some of them are floating. She thinks, you are the boss, you have money, you has the final say.

After half a ring, Qiao Mu asked him, "uncle, so we have made up, right?"

"Madam, I can't say that. I've forgiven you."

"Er..."

Simuccio took her in his arms and said, "sleep."

Joomu stayed for three seconds and then turned to look at him.

Xi Muqiao patted her small head, "don't look at your husband with such ignorant eyes."

Qiaomu is so bold that she will never tell Xi Muqiao that she is deeply moved by his remarks about giving birth to children and getting married.

Looking at the uncle's posture, she really has the appearance of living with her all her life. She suddenly feels that it's good to have several children with ximuqiao.

Of course, the premise is that simuccio won't be bored with her on the way, and she won't have the situation she worried about before.

"Qiaomu!"

As soon as her big eyes lit up, she quickly answered, "Hey --"

"get your hands off me!"

Ximu Joe did not tease her, and looked at her with a twinkle, "really not afraid?"

"I'm really, really afraid."

Simuccio's lips curled up a shallow arc and looked at her gently. Then, he turned over and covered her body, his elbows on her sides and his head lowered to cover her lips.

“……”

After taking a bath, he mummified her and let her sit by the bed. He lifted up a small soft towel to help her wipe the water on her body.

"Uncle, you said I would not really be lame."

Simuccio glanced at her wrists as before, and there was no change, which also showed that her sprain did not increase.

"Maybe I'm really lame."

Qiao Mu tears directly rushed out, "sob, I don't want to."

Half an hour later, Qiaomu sat on the sofa, playing happily and xiaoxiaoyue, smiling and blooming, but also exclaimed from time to time.

Simuccio was reading the papers. He would look up every few minutes to see the little one curled up on the sofa, where there was crying, and the injured foot was still shaking.

His silent smile, his little wife, is really a living treasure, with her, will not be lonely.

He lowered his head, carefully read the last page of the document, pursed his lips for a moment, raised his hand to sign his name in the lower right corner of the document.

Then he closed the paper and put it on the pile of papers that had been processed. He leaned on the back of his chair and looked at Qiao mu, who was smiling because of the game.

Qiao Mu every exclamation, he followed a hook lip corner, even he did not notice, his expression and eyes have been soft to what extent.

For a moment, he got up, straightened his front, stepped forward to the sofa, and reached for Qiao Mu's mobile phone.

He said, "get up and show you around every department."