Simuccio smiled and still looked ahead, "how can you not love the biological sister of a mother's compatriots."

Qiao Mu breathed a sigh of relief quietly. She asked without trace, "what would you do if you made a mistake? You would be angry. You wouldn't hit her."

"Depending on the seriousness of the matter, I usually scold her for small mistakes. If I touch the bottom limit, I don't know how to treat her. It's also possible to do it."

Qiao Mu thinks that since Xi Muyan has come to beg her, it must be a very serious thing.

Even if she was worried about her sister's mistakes, she must have made a lot of sense at first.

In addition to what uncle said just now, she began to have no bottom in her heart. You know, this man started fire like a fire breathing dragon. His anger is enough to burn everything!

Simuccio didn't hear her for a while. He glanced at her in the rearview mirror. "What do you do when your wife asks?"

Qiao Mu pretended to raise his hand carelessly and fiddled with the small pendant in front of him, "no, no, I'm just curious. Ask."

He suddenly said, "there are four women who are most important to me."

Joe Mu suddenly turned his head and looked at his deep side face. His eyes stared round, stretched out four fingers and said, "four women?"

Simuccio didn't have to look at it. Just listening to her surprised tone, she knew that her cerebellar bag melon was crooked again.

"Yes, grandma, mom, Xiaoyan, and..."

At last, simuccio paused, but a little smile appeared on his lips.

Joe Mu broke his fingers and left one upright. She hurriedly scratched her ears and cheeks, stretched out most of her body to him, and hurriedly asked, "who else?"

Ximuqiao deliberately betrayed the key, just didn't say it, and let Qiao Mu stretch out his white tender little hand and poke his forearm.

"Come on, uncle, it's not good for you. Isn't it tempting? Come on."

While waiting for the red light, simuccio bent his fingers and bounced on her forehead, "little thing, you don't think you're a genius."

Joe Mu rubbed his forehead and muttered, "I'm not the roundworm in your stomach. How can I think of such a thing."

"If I say, is that your man?"

Qiao Mu's heart suddenly tightened and his pupils contracted sharply.

For a moment, the carriage was quiet, and only men's deep or shallow breathing could be heard. Qiao Mu looked at the handsome face and stopped breathing.

If I say, that person is you?

It's her. She's his most important woman, too?

The colorful neon lights hit the man's handsome face through the window, so that Qiao Mu couldn't see the blurred expression on his face. Only those obsidian, thousands of elegance and shallow circulation.

Simujo looked at her stunned appearance and smiled.

In Linlang bay villa, simuccio helped her take off her coat and hang it up. Then she took out slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them at her feet to signal her to change shoes.

Qiao Mu was still in a state of ignorance and didn't return to his mind. He was surprised by Xi Muqiao's move.

She stepped back two steps, stuck to the wall and said tremblingly, "Uncle... It's not good to be normal. If you are like this, I'm scared."

Simuccio's originally dense atmosphere of pink bubbles collapsed in an instant. He had a black line hanging on his forehead and his temples jumped suddenly. He had an impulse to strangle small things.

With a dark face, he took off his coat and threw it on her head. "Hang it up."

Joe Mu shook his coat and limped to hang it.

Ximuqiao is dressed in light colored household clothes, with his hands out of his pockets and a long body of jade. At the moment, he highlights the nobleness of the rich children incisively and vividly.

He raised his left foot and said, "change your shoes."

Qiao Mu quickly took out his slippers, half knelt on the ground, changed his left foot to his right foot, and finally dusted the dust that didn't exist on the man's trouser legs.

He shook his head again. "Pour water. It's neither hot nor cold. The temperature is just right."

"OK!" Qiao Mu got up and ran to the living room.

Looking at the little figure of his wife who limped but was very happy to take off, Xi Muqiao raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. He felt helpless. He was really heartless, scared and servile to her.

Ximuqiao called Qiaomu like the emperor. Qiaomu limped around and didn't complain at all.

Until he inadvertently raised his eyes, Joe Mu's small eyes swished away. Ximuqiao now knows what's going on.

The sneak glance was found. Qiao Mu couldn't hang on her face. She got up with her head down and limped upstairs. "What, I'll practice my guitar."

Simujo looked at her hurried figure and darkened her eyes.

He knows, ma'am, it's an escape.

After a while, there was a faint sound of piano upstairs. Intermittently, simuccio thought for a moment and got up and went upstairs.

He is really a little liar. He said he was going to practice guitar before going upstairs. Now there is a piano sound. He also knows the piano. The people playing the piano are obviously in a mess.

The door of the music room was not closed tightly. Through this wide gap, I clearly saw the small figure in front of the piano, played the piano a few times, stopped to scratch my hair, and looked very anxious.

Until the piano broke for the fifth time, simuccio opened the door and went in.

The man in front of the piano was still immersed in his irritable little world, and he didn't find him approaching.

The little figure suddenly made a sound, "Qiao mu, you are really worthless!"

Then he began to rub his messy hair.

Xi Muqiao bent his lips and smiled. He pulled her up with his big hand holding her collar. The smile looked fresh and handsome, but it was actually gloomy.

"Madam, what will happen if you lie to me? Have I told you before?"

Joe smiled at him. "I didn't lie to you. I'll warm my hands first and play the guitar right away."

"Then go play your guitar and don't spoil this highly customized porcelain piano."

Simuccio took her aside, gently lifted her trouser legs, sat in front of the piano, and his big hand with distinct bones slowly lifted up and fell on the white sound box.

Then, the flowing melody poured out from under his fingers.

In front of the white piano, the man played the piano with white Pullover Sweater and beige trousers.

Joe Mu was stunned for a moment. She stared at the man sitting on his side. She never knew that simukio could play the piano, and her piano skill was so superb.

In addition to her surprise at her piano skills, there are men's deep side faces and high-value people who look great from that point of view.

His eyelashes were half drooping, and his bangs were gently pasted on his forehead. He really staged a side face killing in front of Qiao mu.

Qiao Mu slowly raised his little hand and covered his disordered heart. He only felt that the whole person was about to be fainted by the gentle, handsome and golden mature man when he was domineering.