Chapter 241

If Qiaomu is not lame, he must rush to fight with this man. Even if he can't take advantage of it, he will leave her paw mark on his smelly face!

The little woman was very angry, "simuccio, how can I not talk to you so much?"

Xi Mu Qiao snorted coldly, and looked at her faintly, "it's not you who come to talk to me on your own initiative. Is it that I speak to you with a shy face?"

Qiao mu Die At the age of twenty

After lunch, Qiao Mu will give Jing Qian a bath.

Although there are a lot of radiators installed in the house, compared with the floor heating system of automatic temperature adjustment in Linlang Bay, it's not as good as 108 kilometers.

Adults bath OK, children's resistance is poor, Qiao Mu afraid Jing Qian cold, these two days only towel to him to wipe his body.

Jingqian stands on the sofa, wrinkling his face and trying to take off his pants. He looks like a little panda, so cute!

Qiao Mu covered his mouth and snickered. In Jing Qian's pouting mouth and dissatisfied eyes, he hurried forward, "OK, my aunt doesn't laugh, so I'll take off my clothes and get some sleep after washing."

He took off his pants and went to take off his underwear. Before his hand touched the edge of the pants, he was pushed out by ximuqiao.

"Men bathe, women avoid!"

Qiao Mu took a big breath, "Ma Dan, Jing Qian is still small that, roar, why don't you let me avoid when you take a bath, but also have the cheek to let me wash with you?"

Xi Muqiao looked at her from a high position, slightly hook one side of the lip corner, smile evil charm, long finger slowly across Qiao Mu's shoulder, slightly frivolous action, instantly caused a goose bumps.

"My wife would like to take a bath with me?"

Qiao Mu sneered, with disdain on her face, and a big hand to open her shoulder " Don't want to, the figure is rotten to die, which has those supermodels to look good, yours, I disdain to see! "

Xi Muqiao narrows his eyes dangerously, is his figure rotten? Supermodel? Disdain to see?

Good!

Xi Muqiao stretched out his long arm and put Jing Qian under his arm like a bag and walked towards the bathroom.

The bathtub is very big. For Jingqian, it is a small swimming pool. The children are very happy, waiting for the fat legs to swim around. The whole bathroom is filled with children's laughter.

Xi Muqiao arms around the chest, leaning on the doorframe to watch, the corner of the lip unknowingly hook the old high.

Little guy wet lying on the edge of the bathtub, after washing big eyes black bright, "uncle, the bath is so big, Jing Qian's home is very small."

The man smiles gently, "en, after Jing Qian won't use the small bathtub again, uncle gives you a small swimming pool."

Smell speech, the little guy fluttering slapping water, a happy, words also more up.

"The children are very bad. They are very modest and their mother will cry when she hears them."

Xi Muqiao slightly frowned, the arm naturally hangs in the body side, "what do they laugh at you?"

"I said that daddy went to outer space to save the earth. They laughed and said that Jing Qian had no father."

Xi Muqiao's eyebrows wrinkled deeply, and the corners of his eyes tightened. He looked at the little child, and his lips wriggled for a while, but he didn't say anything.

"Uncle, I have a father, don't I?"

Xi Muqiao is silent for a moment, can't bear the little guy's watery, dark and clear, full of expectant eyes, finally nodded his head, "have."

After taking a bath, he wrapped up the little guy tightly and dried his hair. Then he put him in the middle of the quilt.

Simuccio looked at the thin diapers in his hand, read the instructions, and soon put them on for the little guy.

He quipped his lips. "You're three years old. Why wear this stuff?"

Jing Qian with a small yawn, small hand back rubbing eyes, has begun to sleepy, "Mommy let wear."

Children's biological clock is very punctual, less than 12:30, has been snoring.

Xi Muqiao copied the pocket and looked at the small lump under the quilt. After a while of silence, he turned around and quietly went out of the bedroom and closed the door.

Dial left array's phone, "how is the matter?"

"No progress has been made. According to the survey, three years ago, most of Miss Moyan's contacts were male students, and there were no strange men who were close to each other."

Xi Muqiao was silent and raised his eyes. His black eyes suddenly turned cold. His thin lips spit out two cold words, "check again!"

As long as the real existence of this man, there must be traces of his life, he will not believe, can not find this bastard!

After standing for a moment, he entered the guest room.

Qiao Mu was lying down on Chuang playing the game. The man's hot palms were pasted on her back waist. Her hands were shaking and the wrong place was pointed. The screen was full of bloody screams.

She died.

Throwing the mobile phone, she yelled angrily, "simuccio, how can you be so bad!"

The voice did not fall, the man pressed on her back, Qiao Mu immediately felt that the bed sank down a large block.

"Simuccio, give it to me. Get out of here and die!"The man did not speak, hung his head on her neck and gently kissed her. Qiao Mu felt the dangerous things on her back and did not dare to move. He allowed the man to eat tofu.

For a moment, the hot thin lips left, and Qiao Mu didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief. He felt that his shoulder was cold and his clothes were pulled down by the man.

"Simuccio, you..."

"Shh!"

Looking at the white and red skin, Xi Muqiao's eyes were a few deep, and his hot thin lips gathered together again and nibbled at it.

The feeling of crispy numbness spread from the shoulder to the whole body. Qiao Mu was soft all over, biting his teeth to prevent the shy voice from overflowing.

"Xi Muqiao, you go down quickly, Jing Qian alone in the bedroom, not safe!"

The man behind him did not speak, but told her the answer with his actions.

Qiao Mu's aura flashed, blurted out, "I, I haven't bathed for two days. It stinks!"

Thinking that this man has a habit of cleanliness, he will definitely dislike it. Unexpectedly, he picked her up around her waist and walked to the bathroom.

"Well, I need a bath, too. Let's go."

In a moment, Qiao Mu has an impulse to commit suicide by biting his tongue.

After 40 minutes, Xi Muqiao took Qiao Mu out, went back to the bedroom and put it on the quilt, then turned over and pressed it.

Qiao Mu two hands in front of the body, cheeks Fei Hong, voice soft soft, with a unique soft, let Xi Muqiao body swelling somewhere.

"Uncle, don't come again. I have to go home this afternoon!"

Xi Muqiao's eyes are tight, looking at her for a moment, the action in the quilt is more urgent, "it's still early to leave four o'clock."

“……”

At two o'clock, guessing Jing Qian should wake up, Xi Muqiao called Aunt Wang and asked her to take care of the child, then hung her head and stopped the little woman chattering.

At three o'clock, Qiao Mu was lying on his back on Chuang, gasping and staring at the ceiling above his head. His two small legs trembled.

She turned her head and looked at the man's delicate side face and asked softly, "Ximu Qiao, do you know what day it is today?"

"New Year's Eve."

Qiao Mu Mou color dim a little, "yes, new year's Eve, I want to accompany my mother."

You can't be with your mother for the Spring Festival.