Chapter 199

Qiao Mu pinched her neck. After Qiuning said so, she suddenly remembered that many times recently, as soon as she turned around, she saw ximuqiao squinting at her and smiling mysteriously.

Is simuccio staring at her waist and ass?

Qiaomu was cold in an instant. She always cared about ximuqiao. She never thought that one day, she would become the object of ximuqiao.

If it had been before, she would have felt lucky.

But now, she will only feel that Sansheng is unfortunate.

She was stared at by a sexy color that was never tired or addicted to feet, although it had a good skin bag.

When she was in a daze, a pillow hit her head. She turned her head and looked. Through the hair covering her eyes, she saw he Miao half sitting at the head of the chicken nest, looking at them murderously. The ice skate cut at them.

They shivered together and looked at he Miao who was already on the edge of outbreak.

It's over. The boss is very angry to get up, and they still fight to death when she sleeps.

He Miao is approaching, Qiao Mu and Qiu Ning are trembling

On his way back to his bedroom, ximuqiao passed the guest room where the three people were. A terrible sound of killing pigs came out, and ximuqiao smiled.

The wife is usually too lonely. When she is with her friends, she is full of blood and resurrects and begins to make trouble.

Because there were guests, Aunt Wang cooked a very rich dinner.

However, Qiao Mu was the only one who wolfed down the whole journey. He Miao and Qiu Ning restrained their eating phase because Mr. Xi was present. They looked at a table of delicious food with green eyes and could only chew and swallow slowly.

Qiao Mu kept bringing vegetables to the two people, his cheeks stuffed with bulging bags, vaguely advised, "eat, you eat quickly, why don't you eat?"

He Miao and Qiu ningmo.

They also want to eat, but Mr. Xi is here. Although they are not famous girls, they can't lose face.

Joe Mu bit the beef and looked at them sipping the soup. It seemed that he understood something.

Xi Muqiao took the napkin at hand and wiped the corners of his mouth. His drooping eyelashes slowly opened. After nodding to them, he said to Qiao mu, "Mu Mu welcomes good guests."

Joe Mu nodded and looked at him, taking his trouser pocket and walking towards the stairs.

Seeing him disappear at the corner of the stairs, her eyes moved to his plate. The meal didn't last long. He always chewed slowly and tastefully, and didn't eat much at all.

Qiao Mu understood why he suddenly got up and went upstairs. He was as wise as him. He could see that he Miao and Qiuning were bound by his presence. This man must also see it.

She put away her thoughts, bared her teeth and raised her eyebrows at the two people, "don't pretend, my uncle is gone. It's clearly a hungry wolf, and she has to pretend to be a little white rabbit."

The two people who had been tight were relieved and began to eat.

After dinner, he Miao and Qiu Ning hid in their room to see the eight o'clock file, and Qiao Mu went into the kitchen.

Aunt Wang was cleaning up. She saw her take out vegetables, eggs, shrimp and other ingredients from the refrigerator. "Does Mrs. Wang want to cook? Is dinner not appetizing?"

Qiao Mu skillfully washed the vegetables. "No, the food cooked by Aunt Wang is so delicious. I'm going to die. It's uncle. He left early and didn't eat much."

Aunt Wang asked for help. Qiao Mu hurriedly pushed her aside and held her arm. "Aunt Wang, please stop. I want to make it for uncle myself."

Hearing the speech, Aunt Wang's eyes narrowed again. The whole person looked more kind. She put the dishes and chopsticks into the disinfection cabinet and turned away from the kitchen.

When Qiaomu went upstairs, simuqiao was reading the documents. The hot air in the coffee cup at hand curled up and dissipated in the air.

She walked over gently, put the noodles in a corner of the table, put the coffee aside, and pushed the noodles in front of him.

She was half lying on the desk, holding her cheek with one hand, curling her lips and smiling, with curved eyebrows and eyes, "how can coffee be eaten for dinner?"

Xi Muqiao raised his eyes. A little surprise flashed in Pingbo's eyes. As soon as he extended his long arm, he pulled her to his leg. The corners of his lips burst open, and there was a smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

"Did my wife make it for me?"

Joe Mu nodded his chin with his small hand, blinked his big eyes at him and thought, "is there another man here?"

Ximu Qiao's eyebrows were bent again and rubbed her short hair, "little clever ghost."

Joe Mu didn't speak, just smiled at him.

He picked up her hair with his long finger, hung his head, smelled it closely, and whispered, "it seems that my wife hasn't cut her hair for a long time."

Joe Mu's ears turned red and scratched his hair. He was a little embarrassed. "Well, he hasn't cut his hair since he followed Uncle."

"Why not cut it?"

Joe Mu looked up at him. His big eyes were bright. "I don't want to cut it. I want to keep long hair."

"Why do you suddenly want to have long hair, not afraid of trouble?"

Why do you want long hair?

Qiao Mu suddenly remembered that at the oufanda in the high-end apartment he gave her, he said hoarsely holding the soft meat in her shoulder blade.

Let's have long hair, madam.

Her face began to get hot without warning. She held her small face, "I just wanted to stay. When I was a child, I also had long hair. I just cut short hair in recent years."

Qiao Mu was afraid that he would see something different, so he quickly transferred the topic and struggled to come down, "ouch, what do you want to do? Eat noodles quickly. It won't be delicious in a moment!"

Simuccio put her down. If you remember correctly, it was the first time to eat the rice cooked by his wife in a fair way, except for the scallion cake made by his wife.

Although it is only a bowl of noodles, in simuccio's view, it is a bowl of noodles that condenses his wife's love. Look, the poached eggs on it are also made into a heart shape.

For a time, he was happy and his lips were constantly hooked.

In fact, simuccio thinks too much. The poached egg is made into a heart shape just to look good

Joe Mu dragged a chair and sat opposite him, dragging his cheeks and looking at the man eating noodles.

Joe murmured with a small mouth and some decadent thoughts. It's really no harm without comparison. Ximuqiao is definitely the most elegant and beautiful person she has ever seen when eating.

In this way, she will not think the food is delicious, but that the man is really beautiful and beautiful.

At the thought that this man is her Qiaomu's husband, her heart began to surge. She must have saved the galaxy in her last life. Only in this life did she meet such an excellent simuqiao.

A bowl of ordinary noodles. Simuccio doesn't even have noodle soup left.

Looking at the man's lustrous and attractive thin lips, Qiao Mu sucked the saliva on his lips and had an impulse to kiss.

When this impulse just sprouted a small bud, Qiao Mu was afraid that he couldn't control himself and rushed out with a bowl.

After that, she found that she was not only fascinated by simuccio's beauty, but also had a strange feeling rising slowly in the bottom of her heart.