Chapter 69

Simuccio's eyes moved from her calf to her face. The little face was full of unhappiness, but he never spared his praise to his wife. Besides, his wife was really great.

"Of course it's you."

Qiao Mu's little face turned cloudy and sunny immediately. You really have eyes. Your eyes narrowed with laughter, "hum, let Chang goblins get angry. If the champion is gone, you have to fart."

Simuccio looked at her rude little appearance, bent his lips and frowned, "how did she offend you?"

Joe Mu glared at him. The old bastard asked knowingly, "she just offended me when she got on your car."

He gently raised his eyebrows, his handsome face approached, and his throat overflowed with lazy laughter. There was something rippling in his dark fundus. Qiao Mu looked at the approaching handsome face and swallowed his saliva. In his ears, a man's low dumb voice came.

"So, is my wife jealous?"

Men are wet. The hot breath slowly hit her ears. It was numb and itchy. She shrunk her head and leaned back. Her eyes twinkled, and she didn't dare to look at simukio. She couldn't admit killing her. Her index finger poked his solid moon chamber.

"Oh, no, I just think that since we are married, we should all be honest. You took away Chang goblins openly. Lonely men and women, you told me you have nothing. I believe it. Do you tell others that others will believe it? How shameless I am. She slapped me in the face. I'm sure to call back."

She paused and continued, "if you dare to let a strange woman in your car again, I will dare to get in a strange man's car and bring you a green hat."

After listening to the first half of his wife's words, simuccio was still moved, and the second half of his words directly made him black!

His handsome face approached again and put Qiao Mu against the back of the chair. His index finger described the radian of her red lips a little bit. He lifted his thin lips in a gloomy way.

"Get in a strange man's car? Give me a green hat? "

Qiao Mu was cold at the bottom of her heart when he looked at it with his fierce eyes. She bit her lips, "Nah, why are you angry? I'm not talking. If you don't let strange women get on your car, I won't get on a strange man's car."

He pinched Qiao Mu's chin, raised it, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his gloomy tone made people shudder, "if you dare, I'll break your leg!"

Qiao Mu clapped his big hand against her chin and rubbed her chin. "You know, I'm not a metaphor. By the way, uncle, how do you know I have a game?"

He picked her up and sat on his lap. His big hands tightly imprisoned her small waist. He didn't see her for more than ten days. He was flustered about what she thought.

"Pinch your fingers."

This posture is really too strange. Qiao Mu suddenly thought of this plot in some movies, usually in

"Don't you think it's strange that we don't talk like that?"

She twisted twice with a red face and wanted to come down. Simuccio didn't allow it. She slapped her ass. she screamed in pain.

"Simuccio, you old bastard, always hit me on the ass! Go to your uncle's finger pinching and count. You quickly say, did you put a fine needle around me? "

She held simuccio's handsome face in her eyes, and began to be presumptuous again, pinching his cheek, "say it quickly, who is it?"

Simuccio's beautiful face has just turned black again. Who is it? You've seen too many police and bandit films!

When she saw that the man's face was black, she was so scared that she hurried to change the topic. "Unexpectedly, you are very gentle with your glasses. You even cut this hairstyle. You can't see that you are a big man of the underworld. Uncle, you are so handsome and much younger."

Simuccio was very confident about his handsome face, "hum."

Qiao Mu touched his glasses and looked at his handsome face without any defects. He was puzzled, "uncle, how old are you?"

"Thirty one."

Qiao Mu was thrilled. "Lying in the trough, you are so old. Now you are an old cucumber. Brush green paint and make it tender!"

The left array of the driver couldn't hold back. He burst out laughing. Haha, the old cucumber was painted green, and the wife dared to say so. If someone else had been thrown out long ago.

Ximuqiao's face became darker. As soon as he shot a cold light, Zuo array immediately closed his mouth and didn't dare to take a look in the rearview mirror for fear of being driven off by the president halfway.

Qiao Mu was still talking to herself. She broke her fingers, wrinkled her small face and regretted, "well, you are 31 years old, I am 20 years old, and we are 11 years away. Alas, why are you so old? Just like I am fifteen or six years old, others thought you were my father."

Ha ha, dad? I'll go to your sister's father!

Ximuqiao's mood was heavily cloudy, his eyes moved, and the warm sunshine came in through the window, which could not soften his gloomy facial features. Now he was burning in every pore all over his body, but a little thing who didn't know how to live and die was still talking.

"Ah, I'm really at a loss!"

The left array felt the decreasing air pressure in the carriage. He braved thin beads of sweat on his forehead and stepped on the accelerator. He said in his heart that he would get home quickly so that he could get off and run for his life. It was terrible for the president to start a fire.

Xi Muqiao was speechless all the way. He was hurt to the extreme by his wife's words. He touched his smooth chin. He was 31 years old. He felt that he was in style.

The car stopped at the bottom of Qiao Mu's house. Xi Muqiao got off first, took off his black coat and held the little lady tightly in his arms. Qiao Mu exposed his small head and narrowed his eyes like a pacified little milk cat. I can't stand it.

Her head was cleverly placed in the nest of simuccio's neck, and the tip of her nose was haunted by his clear mint fragrance and light tobacco smell. It smelled good and reassured her.

"Simuccio, I promised the whole class to invite them to a celebration party in the evening after they won the championship."

Ximuqiao held his little heart and slowly raised his feet up the steps. Qiaomu's breath hit his neck continuously, making him tremble. He shuddered and rubbed his cheek against her smooth forehead.

"So generous?"

She was silent for a few seconds and opened her mouth softly. "Of course, I'll be satisfied as long as I step on the regular goblin in this game. Those honors and bonuses are floating clouds."

He didn't come back for more than ten days. The living room was covered with thick dust. Xi Muqiao didn't dislike it. He went straight to the old sofa and sat down. He quietly hugged her for a while, bowed his head and kissed her shopping forehead, which seemed to be a low sigh.

"Do you miss me?"

Joe blushed and laughed. She didn't want to tell the man that she missed him every day. She coughed and pressed the fire on her face before smiling again.

"I want you to take me to eat crab yellow bread!"