Chapter 204

The heart beat, Joe Mu washed the bowl and put it in the disinfection cabinet, and the heat on his face was not dissipated.

She covered her heart, felt the frequency of her heart beat, and then crouched on the ground with her face covered.

She seemed to be really trapped, trapped in simmuccio's doting on her, her indulgence, and the tenderness that could not be separated.

She admitted that she was moved by that remark that day by simuccio, who said you were my most important woman.

The other three are kinship, and she is love.

She held her knee and thought carefully. In fact, after marriage, life was not as bitter as she was worried about at first, and there was no big family women and daughters-in-law war, but the life of the small life was very nourishing.

Simmuccio said he lacked a wife, and she was the one he paid for, and it was right. She had made it well by then that she could not meet each other until Simo was tired of her.

Maybe, she didn't have a heart, but she didn't want to walk over that.

Simmuccio's words, undoubtedly, were the key to open her heart, which let her repressive mind pour out, and could not be stopped again.

She didn't get up and go upstairs until her squatting legs were numb.

Uncle seems to have a job left unfinished, so she went to the room first.

He Miao and Qiuning are pulling curtains and closing the lights to hide in the quilt to watch horror films. They are immersed in the horror plot and never find the bedroom into the person.

Qiao Mu lies down by the Sichuan side, and asks quietly, "what are you doing?"

Next second, two people blew up, he Miao in his hand mobile phone also flew, two people do a group of whine wow.

Jomu quickly turned on the light, looked at the two people shaking into a group, clapping his chest and breathing, "Mom, you two howl, scared me!"

Hearing the voice of Joe mu, the two men opened the quilt, and the three looked at each other angrily. "Mom, you are scared to death, you are a ghost, walking quietly!"

"Fart, the old lady opens the door so loudly!"

He Miao sat on the Chuang, stroked his hair, and was shocked. "What are you doing? Shouldn't you be tired of being sick with your Mr. Xi at this time."

"Come to see you, lest you will not adapt."

Qiu Ning, Huang picks up his mobile phone and hands it to him Miao. "It's too much to adapt to. Let's go. Don't disturb us to watch horror movies."

Joe Mu Qi shiver, Ma egg, these two people are typical of the river to break down the bridge ah!

Before leaving, she said, "what must be called me, don't fight hard."

"You know, go."

Qiao Mu felt his own was hit by 10000 points of violence, heartache.

Instead of going to the study, she went straight back to her bedroom and took a bath. She sat on the moon and looked at her feet and moved twice from time to time.

It has been swelling, but some congestion has not spread, a large area of blue and purple.

Today, she can walk. As long as the movements are not violent and there is no problem, she can't screw up her concert. Otherwise, she really has no face to see her.

At 9:30 p.m., simmuco went back to the room, and after taking a shower, he walked out with only the towel.

Simply wipe the body, simmuco did not wear Joe Mu to prepare for his pants and pajamas into the quilt.

He just finished the bath, the smell of the crisp smell was very good, and the skin that touched Joe Mu was also ice and slippery, especially comfortable.

Joe Mu could have expected what the man would like to do next, and she was more calm.

A few seconds later, the man's arm was on her waist, and then he leaned over, his chin gently rubbing Joe Mu's cheek.

He said in a low voice, "Ma'am, your feet don't hurt, right?"

Joe Mu calmed down and subconsciously replied, "pain!"

After simmuccio pinched her nose, she went to pinch her earmuff. The fingertips of the nun seemed to have magical power. Everywhere, it was a hot wave.

The deep voice sounded in the ear of Joe mu, with hoarse and abnormal sex feeling in the low middle, "you can say that the evening is OK, these days are not very happy, and it will be choked down."

Qiao Mu was careful of the liver trembling and trembling. I thought you would kill me if you were not happy. If you were happy, I still had a way to live. I would have been burping farts!

Cho mu, the brain bag gourd, was crazy to rotate. Her little hand touched the strong chest of simmuco, and her eyes jumped and the wind was all kinds of.

"I can do it. I'll count."

White skin, shy expression, exciting simmuco is about to explode.

He turned over and chewed her collarbone carefully. "Little demon - Jing!"

Qiaomuqiang can resist the shudder brought by him, tremble his small hand and touch his bare back. The voice also trembles, "you You get up first. I want to have something different tonight. "

Simmucao looked up, his nose was against her nose, and his breath was short. It was undoubtedly very exciting for him to hear from Joe mu. The woman who had always been very resistant to this kind of thing offered to play new tricks, so that he could not be excited.He gently kisses her mouth, big hands have already begun to be dishonest, voice with forbearance, shallow whisper, "baby, how do you want to play?"

Qiaomu shuddered three times, and goose bumps all over his body were called by his baby.

When this man is in love, the corners of his eyes are slightly red, and his eyes are full of spring. It's really a dead man.

Qiao Mu's brain suddenly jumped out of such a sentence, women wave up is not terrible, men wave up is terrible.

As expected, the words are not fabricated out of thin air, but are all well founded.

"You lie down first."

Xi Mu Qiao is lying flat with his limbs wide open. The bath towel around his waist blocks the key parts. How can a thin bath towel resist the domineering power of a small seat?

So Qiao Mu saw the outline of that thing at a glance.

Although used all used, but Qiao Mu still feel very embarrassed, eyes have no place to put for a time.

Qiaomu didn't move. Xi Muqiao couldn't help it. He wanted to get up. Qiaomu quickly pressed him, "don't don't, ma Now, the play will begin. "

Qiao Mu closed his eyes and thought for a moment. He ran down to Chuang and took the towel for Xi Muqiao to wipe his hair. Then he ran back and folded the towel cover to cover his eyes.

"You can't take it down with your own opinions, or I won't play."

Xi Muqiao touched her white jade like little feet, indicating that he knew.

Qiaomu stands on Chuang, with his waist crossed, looking at Xi Muqiao from a commanding position. Her eyes dribble around, and suddenly she picks up the corners of her lips.

She gently picked the willow eyebrow, slowly stretched out her little feet, rubbed against the white bath towel bulge place, Ximu Qiao hums a dull, sexual ~ sensational.

Qiao Mu covered his mouth and snickered. Then he went down to Chuang and tiptoed to the door. He didn't forget to turn his head and tell him, "don't move. I'll take something. I'll come right away. Uncle, you want to die!"