Chapter 322

Simuccio's body stiffened and suddenly turned to look at her.

Qiao Mu sneered, "what's the matter? Didn't you expect you to hide so seamlessly and be found by me?"

"Who told you I like men?" Men frown.

Unexpectedly, the man was still quibbling. Qiao Mu ran up angrily, lifted the quilt and went to get his cell phone.

Turn out those photos and throw the mobile phone next to simuccio.

"I don't admit it, simukio. I don't care how you played before marriage, but now we're married. You still don't love yourself and mess around. You're cheating in marriage. You know, just these photos are enough for you to lose your reputation and reputation. I must win the divorce lawsuit!"

Simuccio picked up the mobile phone he threw around. When he saw the picture, his eyebrows became higher and higher.

Joe Mu wiped his tears and thought you had nothing to say this time!

Although he was not caught, these photos were enough for him to drink a pot!

The man raised his thick eyelashes, a bad smile on his lips and shook his mobile phone a few times.

"What is this?"

Qiao Mu sneered and asked, "Mr. Xi, I should ask you this sentence. I didn't expect I would get the evidence of your cheating, right?"

The man nodded seriously, "well, how did you find that?"

Seeing simuccio admit it, Joe bathed his nose and wanted to cry more. It's one thing to look at photos and another to listen to men admit it.

She felt really sad to death.

The man looked down at the picture, "just because of this, you made trouble with me all night?"

Joe Mu gave him a hard look and wanted to gouge out a piece of meat.

And that's why? Isn't that serious?

Looking at the man's smile, as soon as he exports, his tone is full of confusion. He doesn't care. He doesn't have the consciousness of being caught by his wife, let alone the consciousness of introspection.

Qiaomu was so angry that he picked up his pillow and threw it over, "son of a bitch, you are cheating, or with your own brother. Why are you so stupid, brothers don't let go!"

Simuccio grabbed the pillow and threw it back on the.

Seeing that Qiao Mu was on the verge of rage, he hurried forward, "all right, all right, I'm kidding you."

Joe Mu didn't believe him now. He pushed him away and walked out the door.

"True or false, I tease you." Simuccio grabbed her wrist, pulled it back into his arms and imprisoned her in his arms.

"Look at your husband. In your words, he is handsome and powerful. How can he be that? Don't you know if I'm straight?"

Seeing that the man wanted to say dizzy jokes, Qiao Mu glared at him, "shut up!"

Simuccio immediately shut up and smiled at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

"I ask you, you answer honestly, is the picture true?"

"Yes!"

Qiao Mu lowered his eyebrows by one point. "Do you really live like Ji Su and Nanlin Mo?"

"What?"

"Simuccio, can you be serious? I haven't seen such a serious face!" Joe stamped his feet in the air, and tears came down again.

Ximuqiao looked at her eight character eyebrows, distressed and funny, and could only quietly sip his lips.

With his wife's eyebrows, he didn't see the seriousness of this little face. Of course, this sentence can't be said. It's going to explode again.

"Everything I said is true. This photo was taken by Linmo. It is estimated that it has been more than two months. The place is the hormone bar. At that time, we were playing around and frightening Ji Su."

Qiao Mu still didn't believe it and stared at him coldly, "you took off people's pants for fun!"

Simuccio immediately raised his hand, "I swear I didn't. I hooked it down a little at the beginning, and Ji Su recruited it all!"

"Really?"

Simuccio hugged her waist, looked at her angry little face, pinched it and said with a smile, "really, I don't need to lie to you about this kind of thing. If you don't believe it, ask Linmo."

Qiao Mu hissed and turned his head, "who knows if you are in collusion. You and Ji Su are like that. Nanlinmo must not run!"

"Hey, why doesn't it make sense? We're really fine!" Xi Muqiao frowned and scraped her pretty nose twice with her index finger.

Qiao Mu hesitated for a long time before he said, "I believe you for the time being. If I find it true, I will..."

"Just what?" The man raised his eyebrows.

Qiao Mu's five fingers closed together and waved in the air. His face was gloomy, "castrated!"

Suddenly, simuccio felt chilly in his crotch.

After a noisy night, Qiao Mu finally followed Mao, and Mr. Xi lived a comfortable life again.

At the moment, the Ji family is in chaos.

"Do I indulge you too much and give you too much face?" Ji Fu's roar made everyone tremble.

Ji Su knelt in the ancestral hall, his waist straight, retorted, "with a few photos, you'll condemn me. Just kill me. Anyway, you're going to have grandchildren, and my task of inheriting my family has been completed!"

Ji Fu's lips trembled and roared, "Ji Su, you are so capable. I indulge you in everything. Dare you talk back to me!"

Ji Su stared, "it's just a fact. I don't believe you ask Muqiao and Linmo. We're playing with this picture!"

"Fart, you three grew up in a pair of pants. They're not on your side and help you talk nonsense!"

Ji Su stroked her forehead and really wanted to drag Luoli and slap her on the ass.

Muqiao in the photo was on someone else's face and body, and he was very good. He couldn't see any trace at all. Dad didn't believe Muqiao and Linmo's explanation. He was really more unjust than Dou E!

"Dad, look at me. If I really am, how did I enlarge Luoli's stomach?"

I'm a man in his fifties, and I'm flushed by his son's words.

"You speak civilized words to me!"

Ji Su pouted and said discontentedly, "your son, I'm not rough. Besides, you can't tell me yourself. You only allow state officials to set fire and people to light lights!"

Facing his clever son, Ji Fu's face turned red when he was blocked. He had nothing to say. He threw the whip in his hand, "you give me a good reflection here. I dare to get up without my consent. I'll break my leg!"

As soon as Ji's father left, Ji's mother hurried forward and said painstakingly, "Hey, son, tell your mother the truth. It's true or false. Mom has a bad heart. Don't scare her!"

"Mom, your own son doesn't know. It's fake. Mom, my knee hurts."

Ji's mother was so distressed that she didn't dare to let him get up. She had to meet the servant next to her and said, "go and get a cotton pad for the young master quickly!"