Chapter 98

Simuccio narrowed his eyes and smiled. No matter how much he did, it couldn't be worth his wife's favor.

He pulled her out of a pile of Mickey, slipped aside and smoothed her messy black hair. "Aunt Wang has prepared the meal. Go down to dinner quickly. After dinner, we still have important things to do."

Uh, there are still important things to do

Qiao Mu touched his little face. Quan didn't hear it. No one believed it. It's almost a month since they got their marriage certificate, but they haven't married yet!

Ximuqiao took her hand and looked down at the round scar. His thumb with a thin cocoon gently rubbed it. The scar was the size of a coin. The skin on it was wrinkled and twisted. It was not so big fourteen years ago. After so many years, his wife grew up and this scar grew up.

If it hadn't been for the scar, he wouldn't have recognized his wife. Wouldn't he have missed it for nothing?

The boundary of this scar is very neat. It's like a round thing made a mold. I can't see whether it's a burn or a scald.

Joe Mu looked at Ximu Joe and stared at the scar. "I don't know what's going on. The old Dean said she had it when she picked me up from the dustbin."

Simuccio led her downstairs. "Maybe it was left by your parents. I'll make a mark for you and think of coming back to you later."

Qiao Mu stopped talking. Her eyelashes were half closed, and her eyelashes were quietly spread in the eye sockets. After a half ring, she said, "what can you do if you come to me? No matter how, you can't change the fact that they threw me away. Since you can throw me away at the beginning, you certainly don't want me."

Simuccio silently tightened his hand. His wife doesn't want others to hurt. He's enough.

He took her to wash her hands and looked at Qiao Mu's listless look. He touched her head and quietly changed the topic. "Aunt Wang made your favorite golden cod ball and vegetarian assortment. Go and have a taste."

Before the delicious food, the haze in Qiao Mu's heart was swept away. Looking at the golden cod ball on the table, her saliva was about to flow out. Xi Muqiao helped her open her chair.

She licked her lips and couldn't wait, "can you eat now?"

Looking at her anxious look, simuccio smiled, "yes."

Joe Mu cheered and took one for himself. He blew and blew with his small mouth. Just as he was about to put it into his mouth, he caught a glimpse of simuqiao staring at her.

She swallowed her saliva and sent the COD ball to his plate. "Uncle, you eat first, Hei hei."

Simuccio lost his smile and let a eater stop his mouth in front of the delicious food, but it was not easy. The red sandalwood chopsticks took the COD ball to his lips and bit it. The oil stain stained on his thin lips with a layer of light.

Qiao Mu no longer tolerated it and began to gobble. To tell the truth, Qiao Mu was really ugly when eating. Although it was not rude, she gobbled up her cheeks and was really sorry for her harmless little face.

But simuccio liked her wild appearance.

Aunt Wang took a small pot of soup from the kitchen and told, "you two eat less and drink more of my soup. I made it specially for you."

She filled a small bowl for each of them. Qiao Mu blew, took a sip, and immediately wrinkled his face. "What's the smell? Why is it so strange!"

Xi Muqiao picked up the bowl and smelled it in his eyes! She looked at Aunt Wang with a smile. Aunt Wang smiled kindly, winked at him and motioned him to drink quickly.

Ximuqiao said to Qiaomu, "the things in it are very expensive. Drink more to make up for your body."

Qiao Mu has always been a good frugal child. When she heard that the things in it were very expensive, she picked up the bowl and drank with a wrinkled face.

After drinking, simuccio filled her another bowl with a particularly gentle voice, "drink more."

After tonight, my wife will be in a virtual panic, so I have to make up for it earlier.

Joe Mu was almost drunk to death in his gentle voice. You know, most of them began to quarrel when they didn't say two words. Ximuqiao rarely spoke to her in this gentle voice.

After dinner, Qiao Mu was dragged upstairs by Xi Muqiao. Aunt Wang stood downstairs and her smiling eyes became a seam. With the efforts of her husband and wife, the Xi family might have a young master soon.

Ximuqiao's eager appearance and Qiaomu shrunk her head. She thought she was dead tonight. "Uncle, just after dinner, I don't exercise very well."

Ximuqiao gasped heavily. It was strange to say that he had been waiting for a month, but he couldn't stand it for a while. He looked like an ant crawling all over his body, which made him unbearable for a second.

He slammed the door shut, dragged Qiao mu, pecked heavily on her small mouth, and rubbed her small willow waist back and forth with his big hand. The temperature was printed on her waist through her clothes, which made her suddenly appear red pimples.

She stepped back, "uncle, it's only seven o'clock..."

Simuccio looked at her with a smile. He untied his shirt buttons slowly, one by one, with such grace.

As the buttons were untied, his textured moon chamber gradually exposed, and the soft light hit him, as if he had a layer of honey.

He took off his shirt and handed it to Qiao mu. Qiao Mu's dog leg came forward to take it. He glanced deeply at his swollen fierce moon muscle. The thief said, "uncle, it's shameful to expose meat, and it's more shameful to betray color!"

He chuckled. His dark and deep eyes locked her like a dark abyss. His eyes were amazing and filled with a strong feeling.

He asked in a low mute voice, "do you take a bath first or me first, or the two of us together."

Joe Mu held his shirt, and her nose was full of the light smell of mint and tobacco on the man. She blushed and hesitated. She didn't speak for a while.

Simuccio began to untie his belt. With a slap, the belt was untied, and the long end hung weakly on his side. He kept staring at her with dark eyes, which seemed to suck her in.

"Since my wife can't make a decision, let's go together."

As soon as the voice fell, he opened his trouser chain and took off his trousers. He only wore a black flat corner.

Joe Mu screamed and ran to the bathroom. "I'll go first, I'll go first, don't come in!"

His eyes were deep and elusive. His thin lips gently spit out a sentence and hit Qiao mu, "that's only for his wife."

Qiao Mu opened the door with his hand, and then closed it vigorously. She leaned against the door to breathe. Xi Muqiao's sentence only flowed to her wife, which suddenly made her feel a different emotion, joy, shame, and imitation loss