Chapter 282

The man chuckled, and Qiao mu, who was stirred by his mellow and thick voice, felt soft all over. He really wanted to slap a shovel on his head.

Seeing that simuccio had no intention of leaving, she gritted her teeth and shouted, "simuccio, color

It's shameful! "

Smelling the speech, he rubbed harder in her neck.

Compared with the smooth shaved chin in the morning, in only one day, some stubbles grow out and prick in the neck. It's numb and itchy. I can't tell whether it's uncomfortable or comfortable.

"Do you miss me?"

"Yes."

The man asked, "how much do you want?"

Qiao Mu replied, "I really want to."

"Very much. How much?"

Joe mumo pushed his head aside without saying a word, regardless of whether it rubbed his face.

Simuccio pinched her ass and smiled. Then he turned and went out.

Qiao Mu's hand with a spatula was stiff for a moment. Why did she think Mr. Xi's laughter and the movement of his hand were so... Obscene

Swing.

Put the dishes and chopsticks in place, simukio changed his household clothes, came out and sat down opposite Qiaomu.

"Madam, can you tell me why everything is meat except a cabbage?"

Qiao Mu answered naturally, "you've worked hard all day. You should make up for it."

Xi Muqiao frowned slightly, "if there is so much meat at night, it will cause indigestion."

Joe Musheng made a good soup, slapped it in front of him, and said fiercely, "do you eat or not, don't eat down, and you're picky about what you eat, you should starve you hard, and you'll eat even pig food at that time!"

Simuccio, "..."

After dinner, Qiaomu was sneaked to the gym by ximuqiaoti.

Qiao Mu feels that fitness is really very useful. She hides from Lu yingbai today. She will practice hard and run away as soon as she meets Lu yingbai another day.

She didn't dare to tell simuccio that she met Lu yingbai at the school gate for two consecutive days. According to the man's temperament, she might find two bodyguards to follow her every day.

"You did what the school informed Chang Yajing."

Men wear black sports vests and are lifting iron. The exposed skin is washed with sweat and reflects a healthy honey color under the light.

"Besides your husband, who else is willing to clean up your mess?"

Qiao Mu had an expression I knew, "then why don't you let the leader punish me? I'm also a beater. I should make a review for me. I don't have anything. Others don't know what to think. Maybe I guess I'm a deeply hidden rich second generation, or the man who keeps me is very powerful."

"Care what others do. In two days, they will know why you have nothing to do."

Qiao Mu thought about it. Yes, when Jing Qian's birthday is over, she will be Mrs. Xi, which must be well known.

She sat cross legged on the ground with her hands behind her. She smiled at the sweating man. Her bulging muscles and perfect lines contained endless explosive power.

Listening to the music, thinking about the touch of the tendon and flesh, the flower maniac is willing to commit adultery, and his small face is red, so happy!

Nearly an hour later, the man stopped. Qiao mudian ran forward and gave him a towel with stars in his eyes. "Husband, are you tired? I'll pinch it for you."

Smelling the speech, the man wiped his sweat

, the evil spirit lifted up the corners of his lips, "are you sure you really want to pinch?"

Qiao Mu blinked and sold Meng. His head was like pounding garlic and began to sell Meng. "Of course, my husband works so hard to earn money to support his family every day and has to clean up the mess for me. The Lun family is so distressed."

Ximuqiao quickly wiped his sweat, turned and walked outside the door, "wait for me to take a shower and let you pinch it."

"Well, OK, go quickly. I'll wait for you in bed."

The man walked and disappeared into the gym.

Ximuqiao has a habit of cleanliness and takes a bath very slowly. Generally, he and Qiaomu go into the bathroom together. If he doesn't use any crooked ideas, Qiaomu comes out after washing, the man will wash to the general.

Seeing him wash it again and again, Qiao Mu always has the feeling that he will rub the skin off.

I thought it would take a long time. Qiao Mu started the clearance game with the tablet. He estimated that he could pass two or three levels when he came out.

The thought that just after the pass, the man rushed out in a hurry.

Lying on the bed, his limbs were wide open. The man licked his lips, "let's go, madam."

Qiao Mu paused the game, rolled his sleeve and pinched the man's iron arm twice. The meat was strong, and she felt a pain in her hand!

She pouted and complained, "the muscles are too hard!"

The man looked at her with deep and shallow eyes, raised his big hand, threw aside the bath towel at his waist and pointed to his lower body, "madam, I'd better pinch here."

Joe Mu blinked twice, his face turned red, and suddenly picked up the pillow.

She clenched her teeth, and every word seemed to squeeze out from between her teeth, "simuccio, you old and unruly, you're playing hooligans at an old age!"

The man was unconvinced and retorted, "you said pinch!"

The little woman's face turned pig liver and shook two pillows again, "did I pinch there!"

The man grabbed the pillow flying again and gently raised his eyebrows. "You didn't say you didn't pinch here!"

Seeing that the little woman was going to run away again, simuccio narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his voice was as low and pleasant as a cello. "Don't go too far, you'll look good later!"

"You should do less of this when you are old, and you are not afraid of death!"

The man's burning palm slowly held the white jade foot on his side and said slowly, "madam, say it again!"

The delicate footprints were burned by his big palm. Qiao Mu suddenly shivered and retreated. The arrogance just now suddenly disappeared.

"Husband, it's late. Go to bed. I'm full tomorrow."

The man narrowed his eyes and smiled happily, "no hurry, it's only nine o'clock, and there's an hour and a half before you go to bed."

Qiao Mu shrunk into the quilt, "but I'm sleepy."

He looked at his wife's advice and raised the corner of his lips, "you sleep with you, I'm busy with mine."

"When you are busy, i... I can't sleep."

"It doesn't matter. Let's discuss. Do you want it once an hour and a half, twice, or three times?"

The little scallion hand tightly grasped the edge of the quilt, revealing only a pair of big watery eyes, "I... Don't want to choose, I just want to sleep."

The man gently raised his eyebrows and hung a trace of evil charm on his lips. "Sorry, madam, there is no such option. Since my wife can't choose one, I have to choose one for you."

After that, Qiaomu was like a chicken, dragged to the bedside by ximuqiao's ankle, quickly stripped the little woman's clothes and threw them on the carpet.

"Don't worry, I've also selected the posture for you. Just use the ones you can't stand."