The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

Forty-inch waist, high chest, uncanny facial features... She looked at herself in the mirror and saw the strawberry marks on her snow-white neck.

What a passionate Mu Qiaozhi.

Red wine added to the fun, throwing away all fetters.

He was better than any man she had ever met.

Last night, she was extremely active, extremely crazy, and extremely enjoyable... She used everything she had learned from all other men to serve him.

She has seen countless people, but she has never tried to please a man so recklessly, meticulously, and with so much humility.

She swears, Mu Qiaozhi never had such enjoyment.

It was like a king's enjoyment.

But who has experienced this kind of life, who will think about those so-called good women who have no fun?

Li Xiaobao, can she give him such enjoyment?impossible.

Of course, he brought her the same joy.

He is a good athlete, with a strong physique that is rare for Asians. In this era of sissies, such a man is so rare, so rare, almost even rarer than dinosaurs.

At this moment, she was not just taking revenge—it was a kind of harvest, a kind of unexpected joy.

From the spirit to the body, she is satisfied beyond imagination in the city of Mu Qiao.

Even, at this moment, it is sincere love and satisfaction.

The phone rang, and it was a call from a loyal fan, Xiao Guo: "...It has been confirmed that Mu Qiaozhi will win the award. It is said that this award ceremony will be hosted by a certain Royal Society. Mu Qiaozhi will definitely be famous all over the world." ..."

Jiang Yueming was overjoyed and honored.

If marrying such a man, wouldn't it be far better than the long tug-of-war with Qu Cunzi?

If you marry this man, will the divorce no longer look cheap?

She opened the drawer and threw away the writing board.

May there be no three in the world.

isn't it?When I become Mrs. Mu, in this world, no matter how powerful a mistress can be, I won't be able to do anything to Qiao Zhijun.

"Li Xiaobao, Li Xiaobao, didn't I tell you a long time ago? I want Qu Cunzi's money, and I want Mu Qiaozhi's. Why are you still making fun of yourself?"

The morning sun shines on people warmly.

Li Kun stopped and looked at Mu Qiaozhi opposite.Even the bright sunshine couldn't make his healthy and handsome face show a tinge of blood.

His eyes were bloodshot, his face was haggard, the buttons of his white shirt were messed up, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were miserable, like a child who did something wrong, waiting for corporal punishment from an adult.

Error, when did it start?

Is it the smiling faces at the airport?Did she get into her silver-gray sports car?Are those two bottles of red wine?

Or, it started as early as when I secretly went to the hospital?

There was less than three meters between the two of them.

He was still walking, stretching his arms, trying to hold her.

Her heart ached, and she slowly raised her hand.

"Likun..."

"Don't come here... Qiao Zhi, don't come here..."

He stopped.

The eyes looking at her were finally full of fear. Really, for the first time, he felt scared and heartbroken in front of her, as if the whole person was incomplete.

"Qiao Zhi, let me be quiet, just be quiet..."

For a long time, it was he who needed to calm down.

This time, it was she who needed to calm down.

She begged him, "really, you don't have to worry about me, I'll be fine after a while."

His face became even paler: "Li Kun..."

"Please, Qiao Zhi, please don't come here."

She strode away without allowing him to continue the chase.Forty-inch waist, high chest, uncanny facial features... She looked at herself in the mirror and saw the strawberry marks on her snow-white neck.

What a passionate Mu Qiaozhi.

Red wine added to the fun, throwing away all fetters.

He was better than any man she had ever met.

Last night, she was extremely active, extremely crazy, and extremely enjoyable... She used everything she had learned from all other men to serve him.

She has seen countless people, but she has never tried to please a man so recklessly, meticulously, and with so much humility.

She swears, Mu Qiaozhi never had such enjoyment.

It was like a king's enjoyment.

But who has experienced this kind of life, who will think about those so-called good women who have no fun?

Li Xiaobao, can she give him such enjoyment?impossible.

Of course, he brought her the same joy.

He is a good athlete, with a strong physique that is rare for Asians. In this era of sissies, such a man is so rare, so rare, almost even rarer than dinosaurs.

At this moment, she was not just taking revenge—it was a kind of harvest, a kind of unexpected joy.

From the spirit to the body, she is satisfied beyond imagination in the city of Mu Qiao.

Even, at this moment, it is sincere love and satisfaction.

The phone rang, and it was a call from a loyal fan, Xiao Guo: "...It has been confirmed that Mu Qiaozhi will win the award. It is said that this award ceremony will be hosted by a certain Royal Society. Mu Qiaozhi will definitely be famous all over the world." ..."

Jiang Yueming was overjoyed and honored.

If marrying such a man, wouldn't it be far better than the long tug-of-war with Qu Cunzi?

If you marry this man, will the divorce no longer look cheap?

She opened the drawer and threw away the writing board.

May there be no three in the world.

isn't it?When I become Mrs. Mu, in this world, no matter how powerful a mistress can be, I won't be able to do anything to Qiao Zhijun.

"Li Xiaobao, Li Xiaobao, didn't I tell you a long time ago? I want Qu Cunzi's money, and I want Mu Qiaozhi's. Why are you still making fun of yourself?"

The morning sun shines on people warmly.

Li Kun stopped and looked at Mu Qiaozhi opposite.Even the bright sunshine couldn't make his healthy and handsome face show a tinge of blood.

His eyes were bloodshot, his face was haggard, the buttons of his white shirt were messed up, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were miserable, like a child who did something wrong, waiting for corporal punishment from an adult.

Error, when did it start?

Is it the smiling faces at the airport?Did she get into her silver-gray sports car?Are those two bottles of red wine?

Or, it started as early as when I secretly went to the hospital?

There was less than three meters between the two of them.

He was still walking, stretching his arms, trying to hold her.

Her heart ached, and she slowly raised her hand.

"Likun..."

"Don't come here... Qiao Zhi, don't come here..."

He stopped.

The eyes looking at her were finally full of fear. Really, for the first time, he felt scared and heartbroken in front of her, as if the whole person was incomplete.

"Qiao Zhi, let me be quiet, just be quiet..."

For a long time, it was he who needed to calm down.

This time, it was she who needed to calm down.

She begged him, "really, you don't have to worry about me, I'll be fine after a while."

His face became even paler: "Li Kun..."

"Please, Qiao Zhi, please don't come here."

She strode away without allowing him to continue the chase.