Nanlin Mo frowned and looked at her, "what do you mean?"
"Your aunt agreed to take Jing Qian to me for a day and let me have a good time. Tell me, what toys do little boys like and what they like to eat?"
Nanlin was stunned for a moment, and then was buried by the joy emerging from the bottom of his heart, even when his breath stopped for a moment.
He was sure that Xi Muyan didn't know about it, or she wouldn't agree to let Jing Qian come to the south house.
But he wants to be selfish. He really wants to be alone with Jing Qian.
"You dead child, if I ask you, why are you stunned? Forget it, I'd better ask Linchuan."
Nanmu looked disgusted and picked up the phone to call Linchuan.
Nanlin Mo fiercely stood up and pressed her dialing hand. The corner of her lips had an obvious upward curve, "Mom, I'll get it and give it all to me. You're satisfied!"
Nanmu was startled by his sudden move. She poked away his big hand and patted Yue's fierce mouth. "It scared your mother to death. You hurry to do it for me. If you can't do it well, you don't have to go home."
Nanlinmo suddenly felt that he was not his mother.
He picked up the car key and went out. His pace was much faster than usual. His face was expressionless, but the joy between his eyebrows betrayed his mood at the moment.
Xi's old house.
Yuan Sufei personally cooked a table for Qiao Mu and looked at her little face for a moment. "Mu Mu, do you have a bad meal? Your little face is thin, too. It's not good at home at school."
Joe Mu said, "Mom, simukio bought an apartment near the school. I don't live in school. I only have lunch at school. I have breakfast and dinner with simukio."
Hearing the speech, everyone's eyes on the table fell on simuccio.
The man didn't lift his eyelids and drank the soup wholeheartedly.
Qiao Mu looked at his nose, nose and heart, and suddenly regretted why he said it. She was sure that everyone here could figure out why simuccio bought an apartment.
Yuan Sufei took the lead in saying, "are you going out to eat or cooking at home?"
"Well, sometimes I go out and sometimes I do it myself."
Yuan Sufei thought, "since I don't go back to Linlang Bay, I'll call Aunt Wang to the apartment and eat more."
Simuccio certainly disagreed. He bought the apartment to live with his wife. "No, Mumu and I are very good."
My son said so, and Yuan Sufei couldn't say anything.
After dinner, Yuan Sufei caught Kong, blocked her son in his study and sat down opposite his study
"Muqiao, mom has something to say to you."
Simuccio flipped the document's hand and looked up, "Mom, you say, I listen to that."
Yuan Sufei considered the language for a while before saying, "Muqiao, Mumu is still at school. You have classes during the day. Don't toss too long at night."
Simukio's lips twitched and held his forehead. "Mom, your son is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to be measured. I know it myself!"
"You know, Mu Mu has lost weight!"
Simuccio, "..."
He felt that he was wronged. After school, the amount of activities increased. The food was not as exquisite as Aunt Wang's. it was only because he was not thin.
What's more, he saw that for the sake of Qiao Mu's class the next day, he was very restrained and no longer took her to toss until the second midnight.
Seeing that Xi Muqiao didn't speak, Yuan Sufei called him again, "did you hear it?"
Simuccio turned a page and replied in a proper way, "I see."
Yuan Sufei nodded and went out of the study with satisfaction.
After only staying in the old house for one day, simuccio couldn't wait to take Qiaomu home.
Yuan sufeiguang was busy preparing the soup for Qiao Mu to take home. He forgot to tell Xi Muyan that Jing Qian was going to the south house. The time of going was just two days when Xi Muyan had something to go out.
After returning home, Xi Muqiao read that Qiao Mu had no class tomorrow and dragged Qiao Mu to toss until the latter midnight.
Qiao Mu knew that the man was a little hungry at ordinary times, so he cooperated with him very much.
On Sunday morning, they didn't wake up until 9:30. They were hungry, but they couldn't bear this wanton warmth. They stayed in bed until 11:00.
There was Gaobu chicken soup brought back from home last night in the fridge. Qiao Mu made chicken soup wonton and chicken soup noodles. They had a rough meal.
Ximuqiao has the habit of fitness and morning exercise, but since he had Qiaomu, he began to fish for three days and dry the net for two days.
Compared with morning exercise, he prefers to sleep back with his sweet and soft wife.
Qiaomu said he several times, but the man despised him. On the contrary, he looked at her high and said that the natural beauty of a person has natural advantages and will not change because of a little external factors.
At that time, she was almost sick to death. If this sentence was released, many people would feel that they had been stabbed in their hearts.
Xu Shi, a man, also felt a little lazy in recent days. He dragged Qiao Mu to fitness soon after dinner.
There is a gym at home, which is very convenient.
The man changed his sportswear
, after a short warm-up, he got on the treadmill.
Qiaomu shrinks in the corner of the wall and stares at him with big eyes. When he is infatuated with flowers, he doesn't forget to raise his mobile phone to take a few pictures.
She is not the kind of person who loves sports. As long as she can sit, never stand, lie down, never sit, fitness is really not suitable for her.
Just look at her.
Half an hour later, Xi Muqiao's sweat had flowed down his side face. Qiao mudian handed over a towel and turned to prepare to nest in the corner.
As soon as he turned around, he was carried by the man with his collar. His voice was low and heavy, and the sound line was a little unstable. "Hurry up, I'm too lazy to die with poor physical strength."
"Simuccio, I don't like running!"
The man loosened his hand and raised his chin towards the sports bike. "If you don't want to run, pedal the car, lift the iron if you don't want to pedal the car, and do flat support and sit ups if you don't want to."
Qiao Mu refused, "well, I don't want it!"
Where there is oppression, there is resistance. Qiao Mu took out his self-defense skills, copied his legs between the men's legs, and stabbed him under the ribs with his elbow.
Ximuqiao grabbed Qiaomu's elbow and clamped his legs, easily blocking his little wife's attack.
Another big hand pinned Qiao Mu's arm behind him. Qiao Mu immediately screamed.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his lips on one side and smiled very ruffian, "OK, madam, what he learned is actually used on his husband. It seems that he has been too comfortable recently, and his skin is itchy."
Qiao Mu didn't dare to struggle. When he struggled, his arm hurt. He scolded the coach thousands of times. What did he say when he taught her?
Learn from him. Any man who tries to cheat can stop him and let him kneel in front of you and sing conquest.
Ah bah, Joe Mu's teeth are itching. She's going to find the coach and refund her tuition!
The man drooped his eyes, pinned his big hand on her arm, made a slight effort, and said faintly, "don't accept it?"
People under the eaves, how can they not bow their heads? Qiao mu, who was hard at the last moment, counseled in an instant.