Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

After eating the hot pot, Jian Qing couldn't support it. Quan Jingwu rubbed her stomach and distributed dog food to Quan Mingxuan.

"Let's go." Quan Jingwu stood up and took a snack with one hand.

Jane Qing got up and asked, "where are you going?"

"Xiaoshi." he took the car key and said hello to Han Yue. They left together.

"Oh, it's boring. I wanted to finish the hot pot and let them play mahjong together." Han Yue drank the remaining wine in the glass and said bored.

Hearing the speech, Quan Mingxuan sneered, "come on, fight with the couple. You're going to lose your underwear here, aren't you?"

"Don't look down on people. How do you know that Jian Qing plays mahjong badly." Han Yue was unhappy, glanced at him and said.

Quan Mingxuan picked his lips. "Don't believe it. Anyway, I won't fight them. If you lose to them in the future, don't cry with me."

Han Yue was angry and drank depressed.

After leaving qianshizhai, Quan Jingwu drove to the supermarket nearest to Shijin Haoting.

At this point, the flow of people in the supermarket is not much, which is slightly deserted.

They pushed a shopping cart and walked around slowly.

After buying snowball food, Jane Qing raided a lot of snacks.

Mr. Jing disagreed, and Miss Jane immediately sent Moda.

Quan Jingwu helplessly looked at the snacks beside him. His daughter-in-law was too coquettish. What to do, online, etc.

Ge Di, when Yu Guang swept the things on the shelf next to him, Quan Jingwu raised his feet and walked over.

"Xiaojing, what do you think of this?" Jane Qing turned around with two packets of potato chips in her hand. She just wanted to ask him which tastes better, but she didn't see anyone.

She lifted her eyes and swept away to catch his figure. When her eyes moved to the shelf in front of him, she was speechless.

She threw the potato chips in her hand into the shopping cart and walked quickly towards him.

"Xiaojing, are you in the wrong place?"

Looking at all kinds of aunt towels on the whole shelf, Jane Qing said she had a headache.

Did the man drink too much at night?

He stands here and studies this seriously, really?

If this is photographed, it is estimated that the headline tomorrow will be the president of JK international shopping in the supermarket at night to pick up his aunt's towel.

Just think about it, it's a little cold.

"Darling, there's nothing in your wardrobe," he said, looking sideways at her.

It's better to be prepared for a rainy day than to come out and buy it in the middle of the night.

Jian Qing is covered with black lines, "..."

Is that the point?

"Which brand do you want?" he said again.

A flash of embarrassment flashed across Jane Qing's eyes, glanced at the shelf, took two bags directly, and then hurriedly took him away.

Wait for her to exercise her strong psychological quality, and then discuss the brand of her aunt's towel with him.

Quan Jingwu let her pull, purple eyes touched her reddish ears, and thin lips bent.

After shopping, they went to the cashier to check out.

Jian Qing took his wallet and just about to take out his card to check out, he saw him take something on the shelf next to him and throw it into the shopping cart.

When she saw what he threw into the shopping cart, Jane's face turned red and thunder rolled on her head.

Condoms, or two boxes.

Sleeping trough, this man must have drunk too much at night.

First the aunt towel, then the condom.

"Xiaojing, what are you doing with this?" she lowered her voice and asked gnashing her teeth.

Quan Jingwu's face was pale, and the corner of his lips lifted, "what do you say?"

"I say a fart!" Jane Qing couldn't help but burst into foul language.

What can she say?

"Hurry, put it back."

Quan Jingwu shook his head, "there's a reason to put it back."

"Miss, would you like to check out?" the cashier looked at it and there was a queue behind him, whispering a reminder.

"Check out." Quan Jingwu took the card in Jian Qing's hand and directly swiped the card to check out without giving her a chance to object.

Watching the cashier pick up the two boxes of condoms and put them into the shopping bag, Jane was speechless and wanted to reach out and stun the man next to her.

"Welcome next time." the cashier stuffed the small ticket into the shopping bag and handed the two full shopping bags to Quan Jingwu.

Quan Jingwu lifted it in one hand and held Jian Qing's hand in the other. "Let's go and go home."

As soon as he got on the bus, he had just inserted the car key, and Jane Qing rushed at him.

"Quan Jingwu, did you drink too much at night, huh?"

Quan Jingwu didn't hurry to start the car, raised his hand to hold her body, and the warm breath sprayed on her face.

"Did you drink too much? Would you like to try?"

The mellow magnetic sound echoed in the car, and Jian Qing's heart jumped.

She hurriedly pushed him away. "Try what you want."

"I thought I bought those two boxes of things and couldn't wait to have a try with me." Quan Jingwu flirted.

"Drive quickly." Jane Qing sat down and coughed.

The man who drinks can't stir up, so that if he really wants to try later, she will really want to cry without tears.

"Good treasure, why don't we try?" Quan Jingwu leaned over, his jaw against her shoulder, and his voice was charming and low dumb.

Jian Qing, "..."

Confirmed his eyes. The man did drink too much at night.

She coughed a few times, raised her hand and pushed away his face. She said faintly, "the snowball should be sent back to Shijin Haoting. We should go back to avoid starving it."

"That meat ball can lose weight. It's better to eat less at night." he pasted it again and rubbed his head against her neck.

Rub it, rub it again.

If you rub it any further, I'm afraid it's going to catch fire.