Chapter 117

After that, Ji Su began to work up and down, lifted her long hair to one side, hung her head and buried it in her white neck.

The numbness in her neck made her shiver. She felt the big hand slowly moving down from her stomach. Her eyes trembled. She was afraid. She didn't expect Ji Suzhen to dare.

She said hurriedly, "wait a minute."

Ji Sutou didn't lift his head. His voice was stuffy, "I can't wait."

Falling glass pushed him, "get up first, I'll take off my clothes!"

Ji Su suddenly raised her head and smiled in peach blossom's eyes, "really? Have you figured it out? "

"Yes, I've figured it out." Falling glass took the initiative to caress his chest and smiled.

Ji Su stood up slightly and knelt on both sides of her legs. The woman was very smart. He'd better be vigilant. He smiled at the corners of his lips and watched falling glass's slender fingers untie the buttons on his collar.

With a smile, he completely relaxed his vigilance and hung his head to take off her leather pants. At the same time, falling glass's lower leg kicked hard at Ji Su's bulging crotch.

"Ow --"

Falling glass pushed him away, stood on the and kicked him hard until he kicked him down.

She jumped down, patted Ji Su's red face with her tender white hand, and said with a smile, "ah, bah, cheap

Man, I still want to go to my mother. I can't make you roll this time! "

Then he turned and left.

Ji Su knelt on the ground, his body arched into a shrimp shape, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on his red face. He watched falling glass swing open the door and walk away.

His painful face was mixed with anger, his eyes were ready to crack, and he shouted at the door. His voice was broken, "falling glass! You wait for me. I must fuck you! "

Falling glass buttoned his coat, hummed and smiled, ignoring his threat at all.

If it had been put aside eight years ago, she would have followed him, but now, it is impossible. She doesn't want to tangle with him at all.

No foreign vehicles are allowed in Linlang Bay. The taxi was stopped by the guard room, so Qiao Mu had to get off here. Fortunately, there was a spare car in the guard room, and the guard sent Qiao Mu to the villa.

Standing in front of the door of the villa, Qiao Mu didn't hurry to ring the doorbell. The winter sun beat down through the bare branches of the trees and jumped wantonly on her face.

She suddenly smiled. Two weeks and fourteen days later, she finally came back. When she left, she was as sad as death and full of anger. When she came back, she smiled and was in full bloom.

She tightened the belt of her schoolbag, came forward and rang the doorbell. She stood on tiptoe and made her little face completely printed on the video. She opened her mouth happily.

"Aunt Wang, I'm back. Open the door!"

More than ten seconds later, the heavy carved iron slowly moved away. Qiao Mu couldn't wait for the iron door to be fully opened, so he ran in.

Aunt Wang was already waiting at the door. Seeing Qiao Mu coming, she quickly welcomed him.

"Oh, madam, you're finally back. Aunt Wang misses you so much. Come in quickly. What do you want to eat at noon? Aunt Wang will make it for you."

Qiao Mu affectionately took Aunt Wang's shoulder. "Of course, Aunt Wang made the golden cod ball. I have eaten a lot these days, but it's not as delicious as Aunt Wang."

Aunt Wang couldn't close her mouth. "Her mouth is so sweet. OK, Aunt Wang will make it for you at noon."

Joe Mu put down his schoolbag and looked around. She asked, "Aunt Wang, where's my uncle?"

"Oh, sir, I've been sick these days and haven't gone to the company. I've been resting upstairs. I just told sir you're back. I guess he'll be down soon."

"Sick?"

"No, it has to be four days. I have a fever of 40 degrees, injections and medicine. I can't eat anything. I've lost a lot of weight..."

Before Aunt Wang could finish, Qiao Mu began to run upstairs.

As soon as he turned the corner, he saw simuccio in beige home clothes open the door. He heard the sound and looked up.

Joe Mu paused and looked at the man with a long body of jade. She had never seen him wearing light clothes. He was probably seriously ill and his face was a little pale. The whole person was a little less domineering, cold and more gentle and elegant.

I haven't seen you for two weeks. She really misses him.

Gradually, the water vapor in her eyes was dense, with a trace of complaint, a trace of grievance and a trace of excitement.

Ximuqiao's heart hit. Just as he wanted to raise his feet and walk over, Qiao Mu had rushed over, jumped lightly on him, circled his neck, and had a crisp voice, "uncle!"

He quickly stretched out his hand, hugged her, rubbed her soft hair on his cheek, raised the arc of his lips a little, and his voice was hoarse, "finally willing to come back?"

Joe Mu raised his legs around his waist, turned his head and rubbed his cheek, "back, back!"

He chuckled, hugged her on the back with one hand, and took her back to the room.

"Uncle, are you well?"

Qiao Mu stretched out his little hand, tried the temperature on his forehead, tried his own, and said to himself, "it seems a little hot. Alas, I'll get you medicine!"

She struggled to get down. Simuccio didn't allow it. He kissed her on the cheek with a soft voice in his hoarse voice, "good boy, let me hold it for a while."

Joe couldn't move. He lay down on his shoulder and tightened his arm around his neck. The smell of him made her feel very safe.

Feeling Qiao Mu's action, Xi Muqiao's wandering thoughts for many days seemed to find a harbor. Finally, the dust settled. His eyelashes fell quietly in the sockets of his eyes, and the arc of the corners of his lips changed from shallow to deep.

In a trance, he thought of a sentence. One of the most wonderful things in the world is that when you hug someone you love, she holds you tighter.

His voice became hoarse again. "I'm sorry, madam."

Qiao Mu didn't speak, but still lay obediently on his shoulder. She blinked and blinked with big eyes and said after half a ring, "it doesn't matter, uncle. In fact, I took advantage of it. You married me, but you suffered a great loss."

He chuckled, "do you think so?"

"What can I do? A piece of marriage certificate locked me up, plus the deed of sale, alas... "

Simuccio was silent and didn't answer. He didn't want to admit it. His wife's words made him feel very uncomfortable. A moment later, he asked, "do you miss me?"

"Yes!"

One word instantly dispelled the haze in his heart. A smile burst on his lips. He pecked Qiao Mu's cheek. If he hadn't been afraid of infecting her, he would have pressed her in his arms and kissed her. Her little face turned red and panted.

"Uncle, why are you sick? Aunt Wang said you had a fever of 40 degrees!"

The big hand gently rubbed her back. The emotion in his eyes was unknown. He said faintly, "I've caught a cold."