Beloved Wife on Top

In the recording, Qin Mu's voice is delicate and soft, and the bones of the listeners will be crisp.

Qin Mu now hears two voices, both of which are inconceivable.

She was drunk, and her voice was like that. She kept pestering Yan Lishu?

Qin Mu shut himself in the bathroom, his face turned red.

I think of my body again. I didn't get touched last night.

It's even more incredible that Yan Lishu didn't eat himself in front of himself.

Did he begin to dislike himself?

Qin Mu looks at his body dejectedly. After giving birth to a child, he doesn't get out of shape. He is a little fatter than before.

With a sigh, he despised himself, and then he went to find a better man.

Wait, another thought came out of my mind.

Is it Yan Li who can't?

After all, he is old. It's not good. It's not impossible.

Qin Mujiang thought of Yan Lishu's body, washed it in the bathroom for half an hour, and came out depressed.

Yan Lishu has entered her apartment and is teasing their son.

When Qin Mu went in, it was official that their father and son were happy.

Hum, this little heartless man, since he had a father, he didn't want her mother at all.

Qin Mu, as if he didn't see it, angrily went back to his room and changed into a clean suit.

Qin Muqi is late. We can have lunch at this point.

Aunt Mei saw Qin Mu's face was not very good. She estimated that the couple must have been in the middle of the night last night.

Said heartily, "Miss, eat more."

Qin Mu, "..."

She is thinking about losing weight. How can she eat more!

But there is a saying how to say, do not eat full how to have the strength to lose weight.

Qin Mu finished a bowl of rice and silently added a bowl of white rice.

Yan Lishu came with his son. "How can I eat so much today?"

"I didn't eat your rice again. Can you manage it?"

Yan Lishu, "..."

Xiaonizi and yanlishu ate dynamite. Yes, Yan Lishu didn't know where she got angry.

During the lunch, I only saw her mother.

Without crying and asking her mother to hold her, Qin Mu was even more delicious.

Angry stare at his son, and helpless.

All blame Yan Lishu. It's his appearance that takes away his son's attention.

After lunch, Qin Mu plans to go to the newspaper.

Take the bag to the door, Yan Lishu grabbed her, "I've asked for leave for you at the newspaper office. You can rest at home today."

Qin Mu shook him off. "Who are you? Why do you ask for leave for me?"

His temper is getting worse.

"I don't know who I am, Qin Mu. I think you are itchy!" As soon as Yan Lishu's voice snapped, the little fellow in his arms began to cry.

When he cried early, Qin Mu's heart would be broken.

But when I saw my father's neck in the morning, I was a little upset.

Yan Lishu threw his son to her. "I'm hungry early. Hurry to feed him."

Listen to this. Why are you so upset!

It's like she's just an early breast-feeding tool.

Angry way, "you are his father, why don't you feed him!"

Yan Lishu's face was black, and he felt that Qin Mu was making trouble for nothing. "Do you think I have milk?"