Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

On this thought, Ning Qiao felt very depressed.

"It's not unreasonable to think about it. After all, men are visual animals." Jiuer sighed, looked at her with complex eyes and said, "what should I do now? Sister Ning, why don't you take the initiative to dance and seduce Yu shaomo“

“……”

Dance!

Ning Qiaoqiao really admires jiuer. Thanks to her imagination!

noon.

Ning Qiaoqiao was taking a lunch break in his room. Yu shaomo finished his work and came out of his study. He glanced at jiu'er standing in the corridor and stopped.

"Well, what... Yu shaomo, I have something to tell you."

Jiu'er coughed and Yu shaomo walked away with a smile.

"I have nothing to say to you." Yu shaomo glanced at her coldly. Li didn't bother to talk for a long time. He turned and walked towards the bedroom.

"What I want to say is about your welfare." Jiuer said.

Yu shaomo stopped, turned his head, frowned and looked at her.

Jiuer swallowed her saliva. It's a hell. She's not even afraid of brother Liang. How come she always counsels when she sees Yu shaomo!

"That... Yu shaomo... Cough." At the moment when she really wanted to export, jiu'er suddenly felt a little embarrassed again.

Yu shaomo stared at her coldly and didn't speak. Jiu'er's eyes flashed, leaned over and said in a low voice: "well... Yu shaomo, have you asked Dr. Wang to examine you recently?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Yu shaomo asked in a voice without a trace of temperature.

"Of course it has nothing to do with me. It has something to do with sister Ning." Jiuer said.

"Don't worry, I'm fine! At least there's no problem taking care of her! " Yu shaomo cold tunnel.

"It's not a matter of taking care of..." jiu'er's eyes flashed and lowered his voice: "well, what, Yu shaomo, are you sure you have no problem?"

Yu shaomo Yingmei suddenly frowned and directly threw three words to her: "are you sick?"

"You're sick!" Jiuer subconsciously said, paused, and felt that it was a little too abrupt to ask a man if he was healthy. He was a little embarrassed and said, "I'm doing it for sister Ning! Well... There's nothing wrong with you. Why not with her? "

"Did she tell you this?" Yu shaomo frowned and looked at her. His eyes flashed. He turned and walked towards the bedroom without looking back.

"Ah, Yu shaomo, don't go. We haven't finished yet!" Jiuer looked at his back silently and said.

What a strange temper this man is! I really lost sister Ning. If she had changed, he would have kicked him aside!

****

In his sleep, Ning Qiaoqiao was drowsy. He always felt something staring at her and slept very uneasily.

Vaguely opened his eyes and suddenly saw a handsome face magnified in front of him. He was startled and looked at Yu shaomo in horror: "you... What are you doing?"

"I've been very bad to you lately." Yu Shao desert eagle looked at her with fixed eyes, and his low voice spoke slowly.

Ningqiao's shock is bad for her?

No, he's always been nice to her.

I don't know why. Ning Qiaoqiao always thought Yu shaomo was strange. His eyes flashed and said, "no, you're very good to me. You see how well you take care of me. I'm the same as before so soon."

"Let you go to your friend and complain. I neglected you." Yu shaomo suddenly stood up, his familiar eagle eyes looked down on her, and his bony fingers slowly untied the button: "start now."

"Start what?"

Ning Qiaoqiao was confused and looked at Yu shaomo in a daze. When he saw the naked flame in his eyes, he immediately reacted, and his small face turned red.

"Yu shaomo, don't do this. Not now. It's daytime!"

Ning Qiaoqiao's eyes twinkled. Subconsciously, he was about to shrink into the corner. Suddenly, Yu shaomo pulled her back and pressed her just under him.

"If you don't make it up, you'll have to complain again later."

Yu shaomo stared at her with eagle eyes and slid his big hand into her clothes

"Well." Ningqiao frowned with forbearance, and the expression on his small face was driving people crazy.

……

Open your eyes again, the sight is a man's tight chest, and the good smell tightly surrounds her.

"How are you?" A man's low sexy voice came over his head.

"Yes." Ning Qiao bit his lip, nodded, raised his head and looked at him shyly.

"Don't look at me like that." Yu shaomo put her head close to her chest with a tight breath: "otherwise, you will faint again and bear the consequences!"

Ning Qiaoqiao: "

After a while, Yu shaomo calmed down, pulled her out of his arms and said, "get up. It's time for you to go downstairs for dinner."

"Yes." Ning Qiao blushed and nodded.

After changing clothes, Ning Qiaoqiao and Yu shaomo walked down the stairs together.

"I'm so hungry. Why don't Daddy and Mommy come down yet? Aren't they hungry?" The sound of Yuxing's milk came downstairs.

"Your daddy and Mommy are already full." Jiuer sighed.

"Why? Haven't they come down to dinner yet? " Yu Xing's curious way.

"Because..."

"Jiuer!" Ning Qiaoqiao came down from upstairs and shouted for a long time for fear that she would say anything else to teach bad Yuxing.

"Er..." jiuer looked at her, smiled and said nothing.

"Daddy, Mommy, you're here at last, huh? Mommy, what's on your neck? " Yu Xing looked straight at her neck.

"..." Ning Qiao suddenly blushed and couldn't speak. She couldn't face Yu Xing's pure eyes.

"Was it bitten by a mosquito?" Yu Xing soon talked to himself again, paused, turned his head and looked at Doctor Wang: "Uncle Wang, please get the plaster for my mother."

"Well, this... Young master, second young lady doesn't need ointment." Dr. Wang said.

"Why? Don't people have to apply ointment when they are bitten by mosquitoes? " Yu Xing flashed beautiful eyes and was serious.

"Poof..."

Jiuer laughed directly.

Everyone else on the table was holding back a smile, and Ning Qiaoqiao was ashamed.

"Eat!" Yu shaomo glanced coldly, and the table immediately returned to quiet.

Yu Xing shrinks his neck and looks at Yu shaomo with some fear. He lowers his head to pick up rice. It seems that he has to send ointment to Mommy later.

……

The next day.

Ning Qiaoqiao was playing with Yu Xing in the yard. He saw Lu Yao coming out with some documents in his hand and said, "Mr. Lu, are you leaving?"

During the past two years of her coma, it is said that Lu Yao is handling all the things Yu shaomo is outside for him, and only some necessary documents will be sent here.

After she woke up, the habit continued.

"Yes, second young grandma." Lu Yao smiled.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at him and said, "do you have anything to tell me?"

After all, she was once a very familiar person. She couldn't see the expression on Lu Yao's face.