Chapter 145

She was a very ticklish person. She almost laughed and breathed away. It took a long time to relax.

After making such a fuss with simuccio, her depressed mood was relieved. She pressed simuccio's big hand still haunting her waist.

"Uncle, do you know Qin Zhan?"

Xi Muqiao pondered for a moment and nodded, "Qin Zhan, king of rock and roll?"

"Well, it's him. What's that? He's my master now." Joe Mu stared at his handsome face with big eyes, for fear that he would turn his face at the next moment.

Sure enough, simuccio was silent.

Qiao Mu was a little nervous, and her little hand unconsciously began to twist her clothes. According to the terms of the deed of sale, all things related to her must be approved by him, but she agreed privately without telling him

Simujo looked at her uneasy big eyes, kissed her fragrant hair, took away her little hand that twisted the corners of her clothes, "when did it happen?"

"Yes, that's when I ran away from home."

During the period when he ran away from home, that is, he recognized master while singing in the bar. He didn't believe Ji Suhui didn't know about it. It was obvious that he kept it from himself.

His face still smiled, and he couldn't see whether he was angry or not.

Qiao Mu asked, "uncle, are you angry?"

He asked, "why am I angry?"

The man's voice was gentle, but Qiao Mu still beat a drum in his heart, "because I promised without informing you and without your consent."

Ximuqiao fondly held her soft little body, rubbed her thin back twice from time to time, and answered unexpectedly, "whatever you like."

Uh, that's it?

It's too gentle and easy to talk!

Simuccio looked at her scary little appearance and smiled, "are you worried about this?"

"No, not this. Master Qin Zhan asked me to train with him in the last two weeks, and then go to his concert tour to perform with him. I promised..."

The more Qiao Mu said, the lower his voice was, because Xi Muqiao's face was a little ugly, and the big hand touching her back didn't move.

He lifted her up and let her sit across his legs. His slightly narrowed black eyes tightly locked her and didn't speak.

Qiao Mu's heart trembled when he was seen by his dark eyes. Compared with his gloomy silence, she would rather he scolded her and slapped her, which really made her suffer in every way.

As he watched, her small head was getting lower and lower and was almost buried in his chest. In this way, she could still feel two sharp eyes on her head, as if she was about to burn two holes in her head.

For a moment, he patted her ass, and an unhappy voice sounded, "go to the corner and stand."

She dared not disobey him, especially when the premise was that she was wrong, so at this time, she would do whatever he said and try to suppress his anger.

I don't know if the man did it intentionally. There are four corners, three of which are equipped with cabinets and decorations. Only this corner is empty, which is particularly abrupt in this dazzling music room.

She slipped away and ran to the corner to stand. She admitted her mistake and had a correct attitude. "Uncle, I'm wrong. I won't dare again!"

Simuccio was still very unhappy, "do you need to make a written note of your sentence and sign it by hand."

"Use it."

Simuccio is very unhappy now. He didn't want his little wife to go out in public, let alone see her show her enchanting and charming side on the stage.

At the thought of so many smelly men looking at her with that kind of red fruit eyes, he wanted to go crazy!

The last time he went to Jisu bar to sing, he felt guilty for cheating her. In order to please her, he acquiesced. If he asked her to sing in the bar again, he would certainly disagree.

But this little bastard was good. He gave him a more heart blocking thing. Although he was not interested in these concerts, he also knew that there were a lot of people going.

At that time, when so many smelly men wanted to see his wife's performance, he was very upset. His wife only allowed him to close the door and watch it slowly!

He raised his head, raised his chest and puckered his ass. Qiao Mu stood straight with his small hands close to the trouser seams. He just hoped that uncle's anger would dissipate quickly, and then agreed to let her go to the concert.

After all, she promised her master. If she couldn't go, she would hit her master in the face!

Ten minutes later, Qiao Mu's trembling voice came, "Uncle -"

"Shut up."

After another five minutes, Qiao Mu's voice trembled even more, "Uncle -"

The man's cold voice came, "there are fifteen minutes left."

With a wail, Qiao Mu fell down on the carpet and then fell down soft. He looked like I was going to die soon.

Simuccio frowned and looked at the little bastard lying on the carpet. His long finger rubbed his eyebrows. What the hell is this little bastard doing? How can he cheat on everything?

"Come here."

Qiao Mu climbed over like this, pulled the man's big hand, and said weakly, "uncle, I'm so hungry. I really don't have the strength. How about standing after eating?"

“……”

Qiaomu is really hungry. Now it's more than seven o'clock in the evening. In order to wait for uncle to come back for dinner, she has endured it. In addition, she has been worried about master's concert. She didn't even eat the durian cake made by Aunt Wang!

On the table, Qiao Mu ate durian crisp with relish, while Xi Muqiao sat far away with his nose.

He frowned and looked at his wolfing wife with a dislike on his face. I don't know how his wife likes such heavy taste food. Don't eat durian. He just wants to vomit when he smells it!

Aunt Wang was busy in the kitchen. Qiao Mu swallowed the food in her mouth and shouted at her, "Aunt Wang, I want to eat durian thousand layer cake tomorrow. Will you do that?"

Aunt Wang smiled and brought the food to the table. "My wife likes it, and Aunt Wang will cook it."

Ximuqiao couldn't bear the old woman and the young woman. He held his breath and walked over and brought the durian cake in front of Qiao Mu into the kitchen.

Qiaomu was having a good time. Ximuqiao took all the plates away. She quickly got up and went after, "uncle, return my durian cake!"

As soon as he chased into the kitchen, he saw simuccio pour the remaining durian cakes into the dustbin.

“……”

Qiao Mu immediately burst into tears and her durian was crisp——

She hasn't had enough of that!

"Simuccio, you old bastard, you won't let me eat if you can't eat by yourself. How can you be such a bad person!"

Simuccio opened the window for ventilation, and his already gloomy face became even darker. He could tolerate her for five minutes. If others dared to bring durian to his house, he would surely throw people out!