Chapter 131

Qiu Ning nodded with his cheek. "I think so. It's obviously a husband and wife, but he has to sneak when he sees his wife. It's estimated that President Xi is also very oppressed."

"Right."

Looking at the car slowly disappearing into the night, Qiuning said, "according to simuccio's status, marriage is definitely a big event, which is well known, but what are they now? There is no wedding and no media coverage."

"Mu Mu didn't say she was afraid of her mother, you know."

Qiu Ning said thoughtfully, "I hope so, but don't be that ximuqiao doesn't take Mu Mu seriously, just playing with her. In that case, mu mu can't stand it."

He Miao was startled by her words. She turned and leaned against the wall, looked at Qiu Ning with a tangled face and said, "it's impossible. If you're just playing, why do you want to get married? No one wants to joke about their marriage."

"Oh, I hope so. After Mu Mu suffered so much, Xi Muqiao must treat her well. I have to sigh again that we can't understand the world of the rich."

“……”

Qiao Mu shrunk her neck and pulled the cotton mop until she came to the stormy playground. At more than eight o'clock in the winter night, there was no one on the playground. She could get on simuccio's car with complete confidence.

More than ten seconds later, a black car stopped in front of her. She looked at the logo and was immediately happy. Oh, my God, simuccio drove a petty bourgeoisie!

She opened the door and went in. She put her small hands on her lips, took a breath of heat and rubbed her hands. Simuccio quickly turned up the heating, looked at her and frowned.

"How do you dress like this?"

"I wanted to go to bed in a minute. Who knows you came suddenly. Anyway, I have to go back in a minute. I have to change clothes when I go back. It's troublesome!"

Ximuqiao took her hand at the heating port, and her two big hands wrapped her frozen purple hand in her palm and rubbed it slowly, but Qiao Mu's little hand was as cold as ice.

Xu thought it was too slow to warm his hands. He leaned over and spread his arms, "come here."

Qiao Mu is not hypocritical. She knows that her resistance must be ineffective, so she straddles from the co pilot's seat to simuccio's lap.

Simuccio lowered his head and began to unbutton his shirt, one by one, quickly and impatiently.

Joe is so stupid. What's the situation? Isn't he warming his hands? Why are you taking off your clothes?

A bad feeling came from the bottom of her heart. She pressed simuccio's big hand to release the button.

Simukio looked up at her, her handsome eyebrows slightly broken and puzzled.

She cried, "uncle, I don't want a car shock. Please, please!"

Aha, car shock?

Where did he tell her he wanted a car shock?

Some smile flashed from the bottom of his eyes. Simuccio pushed her hand away, lifted his lips, looked at her so well, and his long finger continued to unbutton his shirt.

Originally, he just wanted to untie a few buttons so that his wife could reach in and warm her hands. Now, he changed his attention.

When Qiao Mu looked at this posture, she knew she couldn't escape. She was very embarrassed when he looked at her so directly. She slightly staggered her eyes from him, and her cheeks were stained with crimson.

She put her little hand into her pocket and touched the two small bags. At the moment, she secretly congratulated herself that she had brought two safety bags when she came out!

She held the safety in the palm of her hand and held it again and again. When simuccio's buttons were all untied and her tight and powerful chest was exposed, she took it out and showed it in front of him.

She blushed and stammered for a long time, "uncle, you have to use this."

When Xi Muqiao saw the safety in her hand, the corner of his eyebrow raised instantly, and the shallow radian of the corner of his lip opened a little. He took the safety hand from Qiao Mu's hand, took her little hand and put it on his ribs to keep warm.

He looked at the safety, raised his eyebrows, and his wife was ready?

Qiao Mu was buried in his strong and warm chest. She was very warm and comfortable. She arched like a lazy cat and sighed comfortably.

"It's nice to have a living stove."

Simuccio looked at the safety in his hand and smiled without saying a word.

Qiao Mu said again, "uncle, I don't want to do it in the car. Hey, shall we go home?"

The man suddenly smiled. He looked down at the villain in his arms. The light orange light in the carriage circulated at the bottom of his eyes. He said meaningfully.

"Of course, madam. I've taken my safety belt. Isn't it Mrs. Fu's kindness that I don't do anything?"

Uh, what do you mean?

Qiao Mu looked up and saw that the flames in his eyes were constantly expanding, which made her scalp numb. She was familiar with ximuqiao's appearance. This was the prelude to his brewing atmosphere.

Her face slightly left his chest and said in a weak mosquito voice, "Nah, you mean you didn't plan to do this at first?"

"Well, I just wanted to see my wife."

Simuccio provoked a touch of drama and abuse at the corners of his mouth, especially aggravating the word "simplicity".

If it doesn't hurt to hit her face, Qiao Mu really wants to slap her two big mouths. Her heart is roaring madly.

Ah, little bitch smash, do you hear me? People don't want to do that. It's you who put yourself to people's mouth and prepared the safety very considerately!

After roaring, she began to complain about he Miao, Qiu Ning and mom. They all blame them. If they didn't give her the fort safely, how could she bring two!

She got up from his chest and looked at the gradually depressed handsome face. Her breathing was disordered. She wanted to step back, but her back waist pushed against the steering wheel.

She folded her hands and worshipped him. Her big eyes were watery and her face looked pitiful. "Uncle, let me go. I have an exam tomorrow morning!"

Joe Mu's pitiful appearance, like a stone thrown into ximuqiao's calm heart lake, aroused his desire to conquer.

Simuccio buried his head in her white neck, and his breathing had begun to grow heavy.

"It's all right. We'll make a quick decision."

The feeling of crisp and numb swung from her neck layer by layer and instantly spread to her whole body. Qiao Mu was numb and trembling. She clung to the front of ximuqiao's shirt, clenched her teeth, and her voice trembled.

"You, don't pull my pajamas!"

"No, no, no, you take your hand out!"

Simukio suddenly hissed in her ear, "Shh, keep your voice down. Do you want to see that the front page headlines tomorrow morning are the late night tryst between the president of Xi's group and the beauty of Jiangcheng university?"

Ximuqiao is not afraid, but he knows that Qiaomu is afraid.

Sure enough, as soon as the words came out, Qiao Mu closed her mouth tightly. She was really crying. Her voice was very light. "Uncle, I really don't want to play car shock!"

But this small voice as light as a feather swept simuccio's small heart, which made his heart itch.

"I can't stop it. You're good. You'll be fine in a minute."

Then he pulled off Qiao Mu's pajamas.