Chapter 121

Xi Muqiao ignored Qiao Mu's crying face. He raised his eyebrows and spit out a few words, "is it good?"

Oh!

If it hadn't been for early dinner, Qiao mufei would have vomited out. She had seen shameless, but she hadn't seen such shameless. She used her powder without her consent and asked her if she looked good!

Why is this man so shameless!

The point is, he used her powder there! He's still high there!

Her face was red and red, and her small chest fluctuated violently. For a long time, she clenched her teeth and jumped out a few words, "take it off for me!"

Simuccio was stunned and turned into ecstasy. His wife asked him to take off the bath towel. Did his wife think it through?

"Ah? Take it off? Good! "

He pulled off the bath towel. At the same time, Qiao Mu's scream rang out. She quickly closed her eyes. Mom, how can this man flow like this. Hooligans, is there anyone else in charge!

Her eyes were red and her neck was thick. Her mind was full of the scene she had just seen. She roared, "simukio, you don't want to be ashamed. How can you show your body easily? Are you a meat seller!"

Simuccio looked innocent and felt wronged. "Didn't you let me take it off?"

"Er..." Qiao Mu choked. She couldn't find a reason to refute. She really asked him to take it off. She took a deep breath and warned herself to calm down.

"Then hurry around now!"

A few seconds later, the man's voice came, "madam, surround!"

Qiao Mu just opened her eyes. She forked her waist and looked at the powder surrounded by Xi Muqiao. Her anger ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head again. It was going to explode. Her powder, her favorite powder, how could she use it in the future!

"Who told you to use my bath towel!"

Ximuqiao looked at his wife's angry little bitch and bent his lips. "The one you brought me fell down again. I can't come out naked. I can only use yours. We are husband and wife, and a bath towel can't be used yet."

The sentence that we were husband and wife made Qiao Mu's fire disappear for more than half in an instant. A surge of Joy came from the bottom of her heart. She glanced at him angrily.

"Forget it, buy me two tomorrow!"

Simuccio smiled in his black eyes and nodded. Not to mention two, he bought her twenty or two hundred!

"What's the present this time?"

Qiao Mu handed over the small box and smiled again. She looked forward to Xi Muqiao's reaction when she saw it, "look for yourself!"

Ximuqiao's Obsidian eyes melted into the soft light and glowed a little. He opened the small box, picked up the contents and unfolded them in front of his eyes. When he saw what it was, the smile on his face froze.

Qiao Mu stood beside him very uneasy. She asked weakly, "uncle, do you like it?"

Simuccio looked at the expectant expression on the little lady's face. He folded his underpants neatly and put them back into the small box. His voice remained unchanged, still mellow, with a trace of hoarseness.

"Yes."

Joe Mu made a fist, "Yeah! I knew uncle would like it. I went to the counter to pick it for you myself! "

Simuccio pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled uneasily. His wife bought him underwear. He was very happy, but why did she buy the triangle?

Just buy a triangle. The most important thing is why she wants to buy big red!

He lived for thirty-one years and never wore briefs, let alone red underpants. He took his wife's heart, but he couldn't get off this underpants!

Simuccio put the underpants in the drawer of the underpants. He put one hand on his waist and the other hand scratched his wet hair. His face was full of pity.

This is the underpants his wife bought for him! But he can only use it for collection. When he thinks about it, his heart is full of unwilling.

Qiao Mu asked, "uncle, don't you wear it?"

Simuccio jerked back, "ah?"

"Doesn't it mean that you should wear red for your wedding, so I bought you red underpants, which are auspicious and festive!"

Joe Mu narrowed his big eyes and the smile inside was half true and half false. She wouldn't tell him that buying red triangular underpants was the way she wanted to see the evil spirit sexy when he wore red triangular underpants!

Apart from the triangle and red, simujole would be crazy. He said sincerely, "thank you, madam. Madam is really kind."

"So put it on!"

Simuccio's eyelids jumped. He hung his head. Embarrassment appeared on his always calm face. He suddenly remembered a reason, "I haven't washed that yet. I'll wash it another day."

Joe sighed, "all right, all right!"

Ah, I'm so disappointed that I didn't see a beautiful man wearing red triangular underpants. She can only think about it in private.

Before waiting for her, simuccio picked her up and walked towards the big house. In his tone, he was impatient, "the gift is finished. We can continue what we just did!"

He put Qiaomu on the and leaned down. He was eager to take off Qiaomu's pajamas. Qiaomu knew he couldn't escape, so he didn't struggle.

As a saying goes, since you can't refuse, enjoy it.

Ximuqiao bowed her head in her white neck and kissed a little bit, very gently. Qiao Mu's body was stiff. He only felt that the feeling of crispness spread from her neck to her whole body.

It was a feeling that she had never felt before. Simuccio's heavy breathing came into her ears one by one. It sounded sexy and provocative to her. It seemed that something was about to break through the ground, numb and rising, accompanied by strange palpitations, which made her breathing and breathing disordered.

When simukio kissed her, his hands were not idle. He pushed Qiao Mu's pajamas to his neck little by little. After a long time, he was willing to look up. At the moment he took off his pajamas, his thin lips immediately kissed her.

His hair was still wet and swept on Qiao mu, which made her tremble. She was very afraid of the strange feeling all over.

She pressed simuccio's big hand to remove her pajamas, and her dense and hazy eyes were a little red and slowly covered with a layer of light under simuccio's gaze.

It's one thing to think about on weekdays, but it's another thing to do. She's afraid. She didn't have any impression last time. This time, for her, it's no different from the first time.

Simuccio held the soft little hand with his back hand, pulled down his lips and kissed the slender fingers one by one. The color of salivation was particularly obvious in the smiling eyes.

His voice was low, warm and mellow. Listening carefully, he could still hear the dumb voice. "Don't be afraid, my husband will be gentle."

His long finger swept the bangs in front of her forehead and gently massaged her scalp. His black eyes stared at the Yingying water eyes and gently kissed off the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes.