C5 Heh Heh

After Qiao Mu finished roaring, he went along with the flow and put his hands on his waist, looking like a little shrew.

Xi Muqiao's heart skipped a beat and with a "crack ~", he broke into pieces!

Was this really the little thing that he had been thinking about day and night for over ten years? Or was he blaming himself for opening it in the wrong way?

Looking at the man's injured face, Qiao Mu smiled. With a face full of pride, he said, "What, did I get it right? There's nothing else to say, you old man who doesn't care about face!"

Being scolded as an old man, Xi Muqiao was no longer happy. How could he act like an old man? He was just a handsome young master in his twenties!

"Are you sure you're underage? Also, are you sure I'm the one that is stronger than you? Oh, yes, I admit I hung your lace bra on the sculpture. "

Xi Muqiao pulled his coat over his back and imitated Qiao Mu, standing up straight with both hands on his hips, smiling slightly. He was clean and refined, extremely friendly and harmless. His pair of handsome eyes gazed at Qiao Muyue fiercely. A deep glance at sex. Feel the Adam's apple slide up and down.

Without waiting for Qiao Mu to explain himself, the man crossed his hands over his pockets and took a light step forward with his long legs, a mocking smile on his face.

The man in front of her had a graceful bearing and was tall and slender, exuding a strong aura. The sarcastic smile on his face and the calmness he exuded caused Qiao Mu to feel stifled.

This b * stard, he still doesn't admit it after eating it all, and he still wants to fight back?

Damn it! He was indeed the head of the underworld; his aura was definitely different.

With his hands on his hips, his small body straightened, he took a step forward and roared,

"What other evidence do you need?" I can't be that young, could it be that I stole you and then slept with you? Do you think it's possible for me to have such a small body?

After being scolded one after another at the old man, the stinky man and Xi Muqiao were infuriated. The veins on their foreheads bulged and the corners of their mouths twitched. Damn it, how old was he? This is maturation, maturation, do you understand? Little bastard!

The slender white hand took out the mobile phone and tapped it with her long finger. She handed it over to Qiao Mu and raised her chin. "Talk after you're done reading." He then waited to enjoy Qiao Mu's expression.

Thinking of this, the man leisurely laughed again. He stared at Qiao Mu's pouting little mouth and let out a low and lazy laugh. "How is this impossible? I have evidence here."

Qiao Mu looked at the man's calm appearance and had a bad premonition. Damn it! will not... Could it be that he really had something up his sleeves?

Could it be that the primordial power within her instantly activated, turning her into an invincible hero and forcefully sleeping with the boss of the underworld?

The little clown suppressed the unease in his heart and carefully opened the video on his phone. As time passed, the little clown's hands started to shake more and more.

A moment later, the thin willow leaf eyebrow, almond eyes wide open, a look of disbelief.

The heck!

This, this was completely different from what she imagined. How come she didn't get robbed, nor did she resist desperately until she died, nor was there any man that gave her a slap on the face. Instead, she fell into someone else's room!

Buzz, buzz, buzz. This was absolutely not real!

Little bastard, let's see if you have anything else to say this time.

Xi Muqiao's gentle eyes were unfathomable. The little girl in front of him was pressing her head down so low that he could only see her beautiful chin from above.

After a while, Qiao Mu slowly raised his head and swallowed his saliva. A smile the size of a palm appeared on his face that was uglier than crying. "Uhm … Uncle, I think this must be a misunderstanding …"

Misunderstanding? Heh heh, the man's eyes were pitch black as he secretly hid a hint of an undetectable joke. This little bastard was really interesting.

"Misunderstanding? Misunderstanding what? It's a misunderstanding. I stole my woman and slept with you, and you still think I'm an old man or an old bastard? "

Qiao Muhan, did she say those words? It sounded like her style, and for a moment her voice caught in her throat, leaving her speechless. F * ck, she was the one who said all those words. Moreover, she repeated them aggressively a minute ago!

"Forcing your way into my room without my permission is the first crime; it is the second crime to take advantage of a good man and woman who are drunk and doing strong things; it is the third crime to commit violence because of the desperate struggles of a good man and woman; and it is the fourth crime to insult me, the old bastard, and attack me verbally."

The slender hand took the phone from Qiao Mu's hand and made two tsk-tsk sounds. His expression was one of undisguised ridicule. The man spoke unhurriedly with a calm tone.

Qiao Mu was stunned!

What is this and what is this? How can it be like this? Is it really okay for the plot to flip so quickly!?

Qiao Mu refused to accept this and desperately resisted. "I won't accept the second crime. What right do you have to say that I'm strong? If only you were strong enough to say that I'm strong enough!" The first two mouths, who said it was reasonable!

"I'm the victim, so I have the right to speak," the man cast a sidelong glance at the little joke, his posture high and serious. "There's a video of you entering my room while I'm drunk, who knows if you've already planned to covet my beauty."

Greed your ass! Damn, this old bastard must have done it on purpose!

Qiao Mu gritted his teeth and made his last struggle as he raised his small hand. "Then, I will not accept the third sin!" Where do I use violence? "You have good arms and legs, and no injuries either. Don't try to lie to me!"

Xi Muqiao's eyes flashed a smile that was not a smile. Little bastard, if you want to see, then I'll let you see.

He took off his gray knee-length coat and threw it to the side of the sofa. The man's long white fingers slowly undid the buttons of his black silk shirt.

First the delicate collarbone, then the well-defined moon, then the bulging sex. Feel enchanting abdominal muscles, and then down, perfect mermaid lines...

Qiao Mu was dumbfounded. His saliva was almost flowing out, why was his body so swollen? It was comparable to a first-tier male model in the world. He simply had the impulse to pounce on her!

Qiao Mu sucked the saliva at the corner of his mouth, his large almond-shaped eyes shining.

Seeing that Little Rascal was already staring at him in a daze, the man curled his lips, took off his shirt, threw it on the sofa and turned around.

broad shoulder narrow buttock, firm. The sense of his back and the solid protrusion of his shoulder blades were like two small wings. Perception, charm.

Two long scratches, dark red in color, snaking from the shoulder blades to the firm waist, exuding a sense of warmth. "Concealed.

Even Qiao Mu felt that he had sinned. Such a beautiful back had been spoiled by his two scratches.

"Pah pah!" Qiao Mu returned to his senses, what was he thinking! This bastard was obviously tricked by her!

But why did he have to do it, he just had to do it!

"What else do you want to say?" The man was in no hurry to get dressed. Instead, he recklessly displayed his self-confidence, his eyes half-squinting as he confronted Qiao Mu.

"No, no." Qiao Mu shook his head and stammered.

Xi Muqiao smiled, his expression calm and refined. "Then, should we go to the police station?"

Putong ~, Qiao Mu knelt down. "Wuu, I don't want it. I know I'm wrong. Don't send me to the police station. I have a three-year-old mother, an eighty-year-old child, and a …"