Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

"Master, Miss Qing's phone."

Qiu Bo took his cell phone and handed it over.

Zhou Qin and others turned gloomy. An Yu wanted to go out, and then took it back.

Grandpa is partial to Jianqing. At this time, she can't let Jianqing have the opportunity to be courteous, otherwise she will have no position in front of Grandpa.

As soon as the tiger's eyes lit up, old man an hurriedly took over the mobile phone and shouted, "Qing girl!"

I don't know what Jane Qing at the other end of the phone said. The smile on Uncle an's face became more and more happy. "Just come here. Don't bring anything. I've been discharged and returned to my old house. Just come directly to my old house."

He held his cell phone and grinned with a big smile.

Jane is coming?

Ning Feng looked at each other and then tacitly aimed at Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao raised his eyes and glanced at them faintly. The chilly eye knife made them take back their sight in an instant.

God, the Lord's eyes are so dangerous.

Gossip is important, but it's all floating clouds in front of Xiaoming.

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Uncle an's face remained, "ah Qiu, let the kitchen prepare more food at noon and some small cakes by the way."

"Yes." Qiu Bo replied with a smile.

Mo Xiao looked suspiciously at old man an. In his impression, old man an seemed rarely so attentive to a younger generation.

Such treatment, several people of an Yu's generation seem to have never had.

When Zhou Qin and his party heard that Jian Qing was coming later and what old master an told Qiu Bo, they were unwilling and jealous, but they didn't dare to say anything more.

Dare to be angry but dare not speak. That's probably it.

……

In that compartment, after calling uncle an, Jane Qing threw down her mobile phone and fell back into the quilt.

The door opened and the long legs wrapped in trousers stepped in. The man's deep eyes fell on the bed, and his thin lips caught up a spoiled radian.

He walked slowly to the bedside, stretched out his healthy arm and dug out a little woman lying under the quilt.

Jane Qingchang was slightly confused and looked bleary at the culprit who took her quilt.

"What are you doing?"

She asked fiercely, falling in the ear of a certain Lord, as if a feather brushed the tip of his heart and made his eyes darken.

He leaned over and put his hands on her side. "Don't want breakfast, huh?"

"No strength." she looked up and complained to his eyes.

I thought he could be honest last night, but in the middle of the night, she found that she really thought too much.

Sir, the word "honest" can't match.

In front of the woman's moist eyes, there was a bit of annoyance, a red lip, as if inviting him to taste it.

Action is better than heart.

He leaned close, bowed his head and pecked at her soft red lips.

"Hey, I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

Jane Qing patted him on the chest angrily and said softly.

Quan Jingwu chuckled, put his big hand on the top of her hair and rubbed her long hair. "It's all right, I don't dislike you."

Jian Qing snorted, "take me to the bathroom."

She stretched out her hands and waited for a hug.

Low and deep laughter drowned from the man's red lips. He reached out and easily picked her up, and Jane nestled lazily in his arms.

When she got to the bathroom, Jane shut people out of the bathroom directly.

I'm kidding. If he comes in again, she doesn't have to go out today.

She always washes quickly and gets better in a short time.

When he came out, the man was still in the room.

"Don't you have to go to the company today?"

"I'll take you home first," he said.

With a smile, Jane Qing went to the wardrobe and took out a suit of clothes.

She reached out to unbutton her shirt. Just as she unbuttoned the first button, she suddenly found something wrong.

She looked up and saw a funny smile on the man's mouth on the sofa.

"Why don't you go out?"

She was wearing his shirt, but it was vacuum inside.

Can this person be a little self-conscious and automatically avoid Nirvana.

"My legs are sore and I can't walk." he looked natural.

Jian Qing resisted the impulse to spit fire, "..."

OK, she doesn't care about him like that.

She went to the bathroom to change.

Picking up her clothes, she walked towards the bathroom.

Quan Jingwu saw through her mind and got up to stop in front of her.

"Didn't you change in front of me last time? I'm shy this time?" he grabbed her and pulled her in front of him.

"You're shy," said Jane Qing, raising her feet and stepping on the back of his feet.

She is not him. She can walk around the house naked every day.

"Let me go quickly. It's too late to go out later."

Quan Jingwu looked at the red mark on her clavicle. Her eyes were dark and her voice was hoarse. "Let me change it for you, huh?"

The low magnetic voice is already hanging people's heartstrings, and the slightly rising tail sound makes people's fingertips curl up.

Jane gave him a clear look and refused without thinking, "No."

With that, she got out of his arms and hurried into the bathroom.

Then, close the door and lock it.

Quan Jingwu looked at the lost embrace and made a rare self reflection.

Do you really know how to control yourself and scare the good treasure?

However, the idea only came to his mind for a second and was shot away by him.

No way. He's in control.

So there's only one reason left --

His baby's strength needs to be improved.

Well, yes, that's it.

Thanks to Jian Qing's ignorance of his thoughts at this time, otherwise he may have strangled his heart. What is her physical strength? It is clear that he is a beast and doesn't know what abstinence is.

She is determined not to carry this pot.

After breakfast, they lingered for a while and finally went out.

However, as soon as he went out, Mr. Jing's happy mood was destroyed.

"Miss Jane, this is your flower, er... Please sign for it." the young man who sent the flowers felt the temperature drop all over his body and didn't dare to face the man's eyes as deep as a cold pool.

It's not winter yet. How can he feel a cold rush from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

Jane Qing looked at the big bouquet of roses in his hand and looked at it visually. It was about 99.

She felt that the sour smell of a lord beside her was almost against the sky. She quickly took his big hand and pinched it appealingly.

Quan Jingwu resisted the impulse to throw out the young man who sent the flowers in front of him, and his low voice was a bit cold, "who asked you to send the flowers?"

The young man holding the rose looked at him as if he wanted to eat people, and his heart was broken.

He's just an ordinary shop assistant. He doesn't threaten him so much.

"Well, I don't know. A gentleman called our store and ordered flowers. He just said that we should send a bunch of roses here every day."

Jane's eyes were light and didn't take the rose.

"Take it back. You don't have to send it in the future."

"But..." the clerk who sent the flowers showed some embarrassment on his face.

Customers are God. When they receive money from others, they naturally send the flowers.