Chapter 203

In her daze, a pillow hit her head, she turned to look, through the hair covering her eyes, she saw he Miao of the chicken coop half sitting, looking at them in a murderous manner, and the ice skate slashed at them.

They all shivered and looked at he Miao, who was on the edge of the outbreak.

When they get up seriously, they are still pissed off.

He Miao is approaching, Qiaomu and Qiuning are shaking

On the way back to the bedroom, Xi Muqiao passed through the guest room where the three people were. A terrible sound of killing pigs came out, and Xi Muqiao smiled.

My wife is usually too lonely. When she is with her friends, she is full of blood and starts to make trouble.

Because of the guests, Aunt Wang cooked a very rich dinner.

However, Qiao Mu was the only one who wolfed down the whole journey. He Miao and Qiu Ning, because of Mr. Xi's presence, restrained themselves from eating and looked at a table of delicious food with green eyes, so they could only chew and swallow slowly.

Qiao Mu constantly to the two people with vegetables, cheek pack bulging, vaguely advised, "eat, you eat, why not eat?"

He Miao and Qiu ningmo.

They also want to eat, but Mr. Xi is there. Although they are not famous ladies, they can't lose face.

Qiao Mu bit the beef and looked at them who were sipping soup, as if they understood something.

Xi Muqiao picked up the napkin in hand and wiped the corners of his mouth. His drooping eyelashes slowly opened. After nodding to the two people, Xi Muqiao said to Qiao mu, "take good care of the guests."

Qiaomu nodded and watched him walk towards the stairs with his trouser pocket.

Watching him disappear at the corner of the stairs, her eyes moved to his plate, the meal time is not long, he always eat slowly, elegant very, did not eat much at all.

Qiao Mu understood why he suddenly got up and went upstairs. He could see that he Miao and Qiu Ning were restrained by his presence. This man could also see that.

She put away her thoughts and showed her teeth to the two people, and raised her eyebrows and eyes, "don't pretend. My uncle is gone. It's obviously a hungry wolf, but she wants to pretend to be a little white rabbit."

The two men, who had been tight, were relieved and began to eat.

After dinner, he Miao and Qiu Ning hide back to the room to see the eight o'clock file, and Qiao Mu enters the kitchen.

Aunt Wang is cleaning up, see her from the refrigerator out of vegetables, eggs, shrimp and other ingredients, "wife, do you want to cook, dinner is not appetite?"

Qiao Mu skillfully washed vegetables, "no, Auntie Wang's food is so delicious, I'm going to eat to death. It's uncle. He left early and didn't eat much."

Aunt Wang wants to help, Qiaomu quickly pushed her aside, holding her arm coquettish, "Aunt Wang, you can rest, I want to do it for uncle."

Hearing this, Aunt Wang's eyes narrowed again, and the whole person looked more friendly. She put the dishes into the disinfection cabinet and turned away from the kitchen.

When Qiao Mu went upstairs, Xi Muqiao was reading the papers, and the hot air was still rising in the coffee cup at hand, which was then dissipated in the air.

She walked over gently, put the noodles in the corner of the table, put the coffee on one side, and pushed the noodles in front of him.

She half lying on the desk, one hand holding cheek, hook lips smile, eyebrows curved, "how can coffee be a meal to eat that?"

Xi Muqiao raised his eyes, and a little surprise flashed through his eyes. He stretched out his long arm and pulled her to his leg. His lips opened and his eyes and eyebrows were smiling.

"My wife made it specially for me?"

Qiao Mu small hand next point chin, blink Ba this big eye looks at him, make thinking form, "is there any other man here?"

Xi Mu Qiao eyebrow eye is a bend again, rub her short hair, "small clever ghost."

Qiaomu didn't speak, but just laughed at him.

He picked up her hair with his long fingers, hung his head to smell it, and whispered, "it seems that my wife hasn't cut her hair for a long time."

Qiao Mu ear root a red, scratched the hair, some embarrassed, "well, since with uncle, have not cut hair that."

"Why not cut it?"

Qiao Mu looks up at him, big eyes in bright, "do not want to cut, want to leave long hair."

"Why do you want to have long hair all of a sudden

Why do you want long hair?

She held a small face, "is suddenly want to stay on the Bai, childhood is also long hair ah, only in recent years just cut short hair."

Qiaomu was afraid that he would see something strange, so he quickly shifted the topic and struggled to come down. "Ouch, what do you want to do? Eat noodles quickly. It won't taste good for a while."

Xi Muqiao just put her down. If you remember correctly, this is the first time that he ate his wife's cooked scallion cake.

Although it's just a bowl of noodles, it's a bowl of noodles that condenses his wife's love. Look, the poached eggs on it are also made into heart shape.

For a time, he was beautiful and his lips were constantly hooked.As a matter of fact, simuccio thought a lot about it. The heart shape of poached eggs was made to look good

Qiaomu pulled over the chair and sat opposite him. He dragged his cheek and looked at the man who ate noodles.

Qiao Mu Du small mouth, some decadent thought, really there is no comparison, there is no harm, Ximu Qiao is definitely the most elegant and beautiful person she has ever seen eating.

In this way, she will not think the food is delicious, only think that the man is really beautiful and delicious.

At the thought that this man was her husband, she began to surge in her heart. She must have saved the galaxy in her last life, and only in this life did she meet such an excellent simuccio.

A bowl of ordinary noodles. Simuccio didn't have any soup left.

Looking at the man's lustrous and attractive thin lips, Qiao Mu sucked the saliva beside his lips, and he felt the impulse to kiss him.

In this impulse just sprouted a small bud, Qiao Mu was afraid to control himself and rushed out with a bowl.

Finished, she found that she was not only fascinated by the beauty of simuccio, as if there was a strange feeling, slowly rising in the bottom of her heart.