Chapter 79

When Qiaomu woke up, it was already eleven o'clock. She cried and knelt on the ground, scratched the wall, and kept complaining about ximuqiao.

"Ah, why don't you wake me up? I'm going to school to find a teacher. It's about whether the whole class failed in the exam. If they do, I'll be the sinner of the whole class!"

Simuccio slowly put on his shirt and cut a fitting handmade shirt to outline his strong waist. His slender fingers slowly buttoned his shirt buttons. He looked at his crazy wife with a light smile in his black eyes.

"You deserve it. Who let the whole class skip class because of you?"

Arbor hurried to wear clothes, and apricot eyes glared at him. This son of a bitch, he was still talking sarcastic at this time!

"Can you blame me, huh? Not all of them have been conquered by the charm of my architectural God! "

Xi Muqiao's dark deep eyes glanced at Qiao Mu's upturned mouth and slightly lifted his thin lips.

"Well, it's really God."

Joe Mu's face turned red and raised his arms vigilantly. He crossed his arms in front of him to make a defense, mom! Being teased by this old bastard again!

She buttoned up her buttons and looked up at simuccio. She frowned and pointed out the window, with spittle flying all over the sky.

"Our new substitute teacher is really awesome. Qiu Ningming said it was 187 tall long legged handsome oba, but I think it's because we escaped his class and he's going to drop us. From this point of view, it must be a small bellied Obasan. He said he was handsome. Who knows if he went to Korea for a tour, cut!"

Joe Mu walked to the living room with his little slippers and a sad face. His small mouth was like a small mechanism gun, and he talked endlessly.

"I didn't find him this morning. Do you think he will bear a grudge? At that time, with a stroke of a pen, I'll hang up our class. Who do you think I'm looking for to cry!"

Simukio blackened his face behind her. He looked at the nagging little figure, gnashing his teeth and roaring in his heart. Little bastard, open your eyes and have a good look. The handsome one meter eight seven long legged oba is right in front of you. Return Obasan. Go to your uncle's Obasan. My face is more real than yours!

Joe Mu went to the table, pulled out his chair and sat down. He reached for the breakfast brought back by simuccio and sucked the saliva from his mouth.

"Ah, crab roe bag, Mu Mu misses you so much, and preserved egg porridge, Mu Mu misses you too, Moda!"

Xi Muqiao slapped off Qiao Mu's little hand to pinch the crab roe bag, and his face was gloomy.

"Go wash first."

Qiao Mu stared at him with a small mouth, but Xi Muqiao's eyes were gloomy, which made people cold at the bottom of their hearts. In less than three seconds, she was defeated and pouted reluctantly to go to the bathroom.

Is the old man in menopause? How can his face change? She said that Mr. Obasan didn't annoy him.

Ximuqiao took up the cold breakfast and went into the kitchen. He was still angry about what Qiao Mu had just said. Little bastard, I'll let you see if I'm a chicken belly or an Obasan!

"Uncle, I mean in case ha, in case that Mr. Obasan really hung up the subject for our whole class, can I ask you for a favor?"

When simuccio, who had a gloomy face, heard the three words of Obasan, the whole person was bad. His eyelids were not lifted, and a cold word came out from his thin lips.

"Say!"

Qiao Mu took a bowl of porridge and pressed the crab roe bag down. She was relieved, narrowed her eyes and patted her belly.

"If he really hangs up our whole class, no, no, no, if he hangs up a subject for any student in our class, you'll send some younger brothers to scare him, frighten his ass and make him afraid to hang up, okay?"

Xi Muqiao frowned, his eyelids disappeared, and opened his mouth coldly.

"Not good."

She put her hands together and looked pitiful like, "uncle, please, please, don't pull like this. We are husband and wife. My wife is in trouble. My husband should work hard to solve it."

Simukio smiled coldly with a livid face. Now he remembered that we were husband and wife? What are you doing!

Unexpectedly, I still want to find the underworld to threaten the teacher. The little bastard is very brave. He has done more and more earth shaking things every time. He is brave enough to pierce the sky!

Since she missed the time to go to Mr. Xian Obasan in the morning, she didn't worry about going to school. She took advantage of this time to go to the hospital to see her mother.

Simuccio leaned against the kitchen door with her arms and watched her busy in the narrow kitchen in a pink floral apron.

"Uncle, do you really want to follow me to see my mother?"

A man was very cold because he was angry, "hum."

Qiao Mu sprinkled a spoonful of salt into the chicken soup, skimmed the oil flowers in the soup, filled it with a little toot, blew hard with his small mouth, and tasted the taste after cooling it.

She smashed it, smashed it, and gave a thumbs up to her cooking. "Then you must not leak. If my mother knew I sold it to you for five million, she would kill me."

She stirred the soup a few times and covered the pot. "Also, don't say we're married. Just be your philanthropist."

"Yes."

"You said that because my mother was so vigilant about the last operation fee, she had to ask me to call you. If she knew that I had paid off more than four million foreign debts, how would she react? I can't imagine!"

Simuccio looked at her bitter little face and gently raised his eyebrows. "You told her that you married a rich man and paid back the money."

Joe Mu turned around and poked his strong moon chamber with his index finger, with a look of contempt.

"Bah, uncle, are you short-sighted? If I say so, my mother strangled me directly. First, she paid back more than four million yuan without saying a word, and then married the man who helped pay the debt. My mother is not stupid. She must be able to figure out the reason. The important thing is your identity. If you are an ordinary man, the key is that you are still a big man in the underworld, I dare not tell her. "

Simukio poked her into his little hand and clenched it. The other hand lifted her bangs, and the bottom of his eyes deepened a little. He sighed silently. How could he tell her that he was not simukio, the big man of the underworld, but simukio, who stood at the top of the river city, mastered the economic lifeline of the river city and had to shake three times when stamping his foot?

With such a stubborn donkey temper that can't tolerate a grain of sand, I don't know what I'll do to come there at that time.

"No, don't worry. Your mother will accept my identity and won't affect the feelings between your mother and daughter."

Joe Mu took back his small hand from his palm and hung his small head. He didn't agree with him at all.

"My mother

I know her temper. She will be very angry and may break off relations with me. "