Chapter 93

Ah ha ha, shaking in the garage?

Simuccio's black eyes were stained with a few smiles. Sometimes he really wanted to pry his wife's little brain open to see what structure it was. Strange ideas emerged one after another.

He immediately had a bad idea to her. He tightly locked her dark apricot eyes, "but I just want to shake on the road. What should I do?"

Qiaomu's hot face became more red, and her heart began to jump uncontrollably. She was so big in her heart that she slept in the groove. Simuqiao also had this special hobby, that?

She blushed and asked, "can I refuse?"

"No."

She swallowed. She knew that once simuccio made up his mind, he would not change easily. Instead of wasting his words, she might as well finish it and go home.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she threw herself out, "Nah, Nah, come on."

Simuccio smiled and rubbed her hot cheeks. Then, his thin lips rained on her red face, sensitive earlobes and snow-white neck.

He tossed and kissed all the way down, and then lingered on her delicate clavicle.

Qiao Mu closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and let him take advantage of her. Her breathing gradually became disordered. She felt his burning fingers slipping gently on the skin, bringing a strange feeling.

After a while, simuccio slowly moved away from her and stared at her crimson little face.

After waiting for a while, she didn't feel simuccio's further action. She opened her eyes and looked at simuccio. She blurted out her doubts.

"That's it?"

Simuccio bent his lips and joked, "do you think that? Does your husband have to have a car shock on the road? Listening to his wife's tone, I'm looking forward to a shock. "

Qiao Mu was stunned. Ten thousand grass mud horses, a specialty of South America, roared past his heart.

She blushed to death. She really wanted to find a ground seam to drill in, but there was obviously no ground seam to drill for her. She had to bury her maturing face in ximuqiao's fierce moon chamber and secretly scold how ximuqiao bastard could be so cruel.

In more than a month with simuccio, she blushed more than in the previous 20 years. Qiaomu felt that her face was almost hot.

Her voice was stuffy, with a strong complaint, "uncle, can you not make fun of me? You make me very embarrassed."

Simukio smiled and lifted her little face from her arms. "Come and let her husband see. It will be embarrassing for her to have such a thick face."

Joe Mu looked at him angrily and didn't want to talk to him. The man didn't know what had happened. Since they got their marriage certificate, she was ashamed of him for her husband.

Somehow, she used to tease others, but since she met simuccio, there was only one left to be teased by him.

Is this the legendary one thing falling to one thing?

Ximuqiao patted her ass, with a smile in his black eyes, "go down quickly, my husband should calm down."

He didn't intend to do it in the car. It's his sharp heart. How can he be so casual? It's just that he was badly twisted by her and was very dry. Have some sweets first.

Joe Mu didn't hesitate for a second. He quickly sat aside and pressed close to the door. He could be as far away from him as he could. After sitting down, he found something wrong in his clothes. Why is it so empty?

Feel it carefully, mom, her clothes have been untied

Her face turned red again. She pinned her hand behind her to buckle. She had worn too much clothes. She couldn't take off her clothes and buckle them again and again like at home. She buckled them repeatedly for several times.

Simuccio looked at her awkward appearance and wanted to come forward to help. She quickly stopped him, as if he were a flood.

"You, sit there and be honest. Don't come."

I'm kidding. If he comes here, it's definitely not a secret deduction. She won't let him come unless she's kicked in the head by a donkey!

Simuccio felt his Adam's apple slide up and down a few times, and his eyebrows waved a smile. He was too emotional just now and accidentally untied his wife's clothes.

Although my wife can wipe the floor if she is thick skinned at ordinary times, she is very shy when she is thin skinned like a layer of paper.

Joe Mu's face was red and red. She didn't buckle it until a few minutes later. She was wearing coarse clothes, shook her sour arm, and stared at Xi Muqiao with her teeth clenched.

When her eyes fell on simuccio, her face instantly turned pig liver color, mom, this old flow!

She pulled the pillow and threw it to him. "Old bastard, can you stop? I know you can. You're not sick. Please stop it quickly!"

Xi Muqiao glanced at the crotch and put the pillow on his leg to cover the embarrassment. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked ruffian. He gently tilted Qiao for a look, and his face was a little more dissolute.

"This was originally a gift for my wife, but unfortunately, my wife didn't open it. It doesn't matter. We'll open it slowly when we get home. Now you can see that your husband is very healthy. It's not that you're worried about looking useless. You can put away your worries."

“……”

Qiao Mu looked at him strangely. When he first saw him, he was so cold, expressionless, with a touch of indifference thousands of miles away between his eyebrows, and his whole body exuded a cold breath. At first, he was a difficult person to get along with.

But why is he more and more like a local ruffian when he gets along with him? Mr. Xi, your Gao Leng fan?

"Simuccio, you old bastard, get up, get up, get up..."

The bell suddenly rang. Qiao Mu widened his eyes. Xi Muqiao glanced at her and answered the phone happily. There came Lin Yi's careful inquiry.

"Boss, are you finished? It's been almost an hour! "

Lin Yi is very considerate of the president of his family, because he thinks that the combat effectiveness of the president will not be finished in half an hour, so he gave him a very considerate hour.

Xi Muqiao took up the pillow covered in his crotch and looked at it. It was a faint opening, "you can roll back."

There came the cheers of Lin Yi.

A few minutes later, Lin Yi ran back, breathing heavily. The whole person was almost frozen. You know, there were no buildings on this road. He had to squat on the big horse road and wait for big Cherokee from a distance.

When he got off the bus, he ran too fast and didn't take his coat. He was only wearing a thin suit. He was messy in the cold wind. On the way, there was a sweet beauty who stopped to ask him if he wanted a ride, but he ruthlessly refused for the sake of the president and his wife.

He rubbed his hands and looked at the back seat from the rearview mirror. He quietly sniffed the smell. It was strange that there was no taste after happiness. Looking at the president, he didn't sweat and pant. Looking at his wife, he didn't look red and sweaty.