Chapter 252

Seeing this, Gu fan chuckled and was seen by Qiao Mu sitting opposite. As soon as she stared, Gu fan quickly bowed his head and grilled rice.

Although he was trained, he couldn't stop Qiao Mu's good mood. When he was in a good mood, he was a little confused.

Under the dining table, Qiao Mu's calf gently rubbed the strong calf of the man beside him, again and again, quite provocative.

Xi Muqiao, who was chewing, picked up the corners of his eyes and his eyes flashed slightly. His left hand was first placed on his leg from the table, and then touched Qiao Mu's thigh.

At this time, Qiao Mugang picked up a piece of broccoli. The warm touch on his thigh suddenly spread all over his body with a trace of crispness.

The hand shook and the broccoli fell on the table.

Qiao Mu was stunned for a few seconds, and then his face turned red. He was afraid that the master would see it, so he quickly bowed his head and picked up the rice.

But the big hand didn't mean to give up. First it was the knee, and then it tended to go up slowly.

Qiaomu wants to die. Well, why are you so mean to provoke this man? She will put out the fire. The key is not to put out the fire now!

"Don't just eat meat, eat more vegetables."

Simuccio's face was calm and expressionless, but it gave people a cold and solemn feeling.

His face is serious, but his men are not serious. Qiao Mu scolds the man for pretending.

After being together for a long time, Xi Muqiao also knew Qiao Mu's sensitivity. After a while, Qiao Mu was teased by him. Whether it was vegetables he hated or not, he stuffed them into the corners of his mouth in order to hide his embarrassment.

She didn't taste it, because her attention was all on the salty pig's hand that the man didn't move at that time and sometimes whirled gently.

It's not like a man playing at the bottom of the table!

Qiaomu wants to remove that hand, but the opposite is Shifu and eldest martial brother. If she does, they must know what happened under the table. At that time, not only she will lose face, but also simuqiao will lose face.

Although she and simukio usually make no fuss at home, she doesn't want to humiliate this God like man outside.

The dishonest hand has swam to the thighs and underwear. The place is particularly sensitive. Qiao Mu seems to have relieved his strength and can't hold the soft chopsticks.

Fortunately, simukio didn't touch it for too long. He stopped at the edge of Qiaomu's collapse.

Qiaomu is grateful and tearful. I really want to hold ximuqiao's hand and yell, old bitch smash it. Thank you very much!

Not long after dinner, Qiaomu followed simuqiao away.

The road was frozen. Simuccio didn't dare to drive too fast. Halfway through, he found a parking space and stopped.

Qiao Mu just wanted to ask the reason, his chin was fastened by a man.

"Wow, simukio, you can't pity xiangxiyu. Be gentle. It hurts. Hello!"

The man's eyes seem to fall into the stars all over the sky. There is a little light in his black and bright eyes, which looks tight.

Qiaomu is so unprepared. She knows simuccio is handsome and charming, but she is also the only woman who knows when simuccio is the most charming and sexy.

When in love, the corners of a man's eyes are tight, always beautiful and reddish, with love

The black eyes with lustful breath are always suffused with continuous and soft light, which makes her addicted to it.

She licked her pink lips and gently called, "simuccio."

The licked lip flap was full of luster, which gradually deepened the man's eyes. The thumb rubbed the delicate red lips, and the roughness on the finger abdomen made Qiao Mu hold his breath.

She called again, "simuccio."

The man leaned over and kissed her lips, sat down again, leaned over again the next second, put his big hand on the back of Qiao Mu's head and kissed her directly.

From his kiss, the man's hegemony can be seen at a glance.

The overbearing kiss, the overbearing breath, and the overbearing hand that imprisoned her hand in his key part.

Qiao Mu sighed softly. Although she didn't understand why the man was suddenly in heat, she still closed her eyes and obediently obeyed his wishes.

Instead of returning to their old house, they went to Linlang Bay.

Aunt Wang has been in the old house these days. The whole villa is very quiet. Xi Muqiao put Qiao mu on the bed and went into the bathroom.

Joe Mu knew what he was going to do. She glanced at her right hand and limped to the bathroom.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the naked man taking a shower behind her.

Qiao Mu lowered her head and carefully scrubbed her right hand. At the thought of what had just been stained on her hand, she blushed.

Now, Mr. Xi has more and more frequent estrus, even regardless of time and place. According to the man's overbearing nature, as long as he wants, she can't escape and can only obey.

As soon as he turned around, he put on a meat wall. Qiao Muang started. First he saw the fine chin and the lips aroused by evil spirits, and then he saw the man's eyes shining with animal light.

Joe Mu's breath stagnated, and a bad feeling came to his heart.

She forced herself to move to the side and didn't forget to tell the man, "simuccio, you'll catch a cold after washing it out."

I thought he was doomed. Unexpectedly, the man really moved to one side. Qiao Mu jumped out with one foot and hurried to the fire like a monkey.

During the lunch break, Qiao Mu was a little sleepy. When his eyelids were fighting, Xi Muqiao came out.

She glanced at him, leaned against him, and closed her eyes.

The man's hot lips fell on her earlobe, "madam?"

Joe Mu's eyes closed, "huh?"

"I have something to tell you. Don't sleep yet."

Qiao Mu tried to open a crack, and his dark eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, hazy.

Ximuqiao thought it over before he said, "I decided to declare Jing Qian as my child. Someone took a picture of me and my child in front of me."

Qiao Mu's eyes widened. She was not stupid and could understand why he did it. She thought in an alternate position. If she were ximuqiao, she would do the same.

"OK, just decide."

The man pursed his lips and said, "madam, you will be wronged if you don't discuss it with you in advance."

"What injustice have I suffered? How nice to have such a lovely son."

"Have you ever thought that if I had a three-year-old son, the outside world would think that as Mrs. Xi, you had a child at the age of 17."

Joe Mu blinked his big eyes and rubbed his eyes. "I don't care. His mouth is on others. What do you say? Besides, will you make me wronged?"

The man stared at her and said slowly, "No."

Qiao Mu grinned and put his arm on the man's moon with clear texture. "That's it, Mr. Xi. Go to sleep. I'm really sleepy."

Simuccio hugged her arm, tightened it slowly, kissed her forehead, and whispered, "good afternoon, madam."