Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

What are they talking about? They haven't come in for almost an hour.

Did you drink too much?

Without waiting for her to think more, the two outside the courtyard came back.

She looked at them with her eyes and confirmed that they didn't drink too much. Then she was relieved.

"It's getting late." Quan Jingwu put down his glass and looked at Mo Xiao as if he had nothing. It was obvious that he was driving away.

Mo Xiao sat steadily on the sofa if he didn't hear it.

"Uncle an, darling Bao gets up early today and has to rest early in the evening." Quan Jingwu gently lifted his thin lips and directly took Jianqing as his reason.

Mo Xiao subconsciously looked at Jian Qing. Jian Qing looked at the time. It was really late. He nodded along with Quan Jingwu's words.

"Go back and have a rest early."

The baby daughter has spoken. Mo Xiao can't go if he doesn't want to go anymore.

He got up slowly. "Then have a good rest."

"HMM." Jane Qing nodded.

They sent Mo Xiao to the door. As soon as the door was opened, the cold wind rushed in.

Jian Qing leans reflexively towards Quan Jingwu and absorbs the heat from him.

"Then I'll go first."

Mo Xiao stood at the door and looked at Jian Qing's eyes with a reluctant color.

Jane Qing nodded her head gently. When Yu Guang saw his thin shirt, her eyebrows frowned, and a flicker of hesitation flashed between her eyes.

Just as Mo Xiao stepped down the steps, she was eager to make a sound.

"Wait!"

Before the words fell, when Mo Xiao turned around, she had rushed back to the house.

After a while, she ran out again.

Mo Xiao was stunned. Before he could react, a shopping bag broke into his eyes.

"Here you are."

As she said this, a strange flash flashed across Jane Qing's face.

Mo Xiao stretched out his hand and looked at her puzzled, "is this?"

"It's cold, so you should wear more." she didn't look away, and her voice was very soft.

Hearing the speech, Mo Xiao smiled. The gorgeous smile set off the handsome face and made it more heartbreaking.

My daughter is my father's intimate little cotton padded jacket. This sentence is true.

He looked down at the shopping bag and reached for his coat.

When he saw the trademark on his coat that had not been removed, his excitement rolled on his chest.

His little cotton padded jacket bought him clothes.

This recognition made him almost happy.

Quan Jingwu glanced at him and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

His family bought him more clothes, and he only had one. It seems that Guabao still loves him most.

Mo Xiao gave Jane a soft look, and then waved his big hand. The black windbreaker coat was worn on him. The size was just right, which made his body more tall and straight.

Jane Qing glanced at him in the dark to see that he was dressed properly and his lips were slightly hooked.

Mo Xiao gathered his collar, looked expectantly at Jian Qing and asked tentatively, "can I still come tomorrow?"

"I'm afraid not." Quan Jingwu vomited.

Mo Xiao's mouth shook.

This smelly boy is against him, isn't he?

Jane Qing smelled a smell of gunsmoke and quickly blocked between the two.

She looked at Mo Xiao and said in a warm voice, "we're going to a party tomorrow night, so we're not at home."

Seeing his baby daughter, Mo Xiao put on a loving father's smile again.

"Can I come the day after tomorrow?"

Quan Jingwu didn't like him coming, so the more he wanted to come, the more angry he was.

Jian Qing hesitated and saw the hidden hope between his eyebrows. The words of rejection were even more spoken.

After all, she agreed, "yes."

Mo Xiao grinned and handed Quan Jingwu a proud look.

See, you don't count. His family's Qing'er counts.

Quan Jingwu's eyes are gradually convergent and childish!

"It's windy outside. Hurry back and don't catch a cold." Mo Xiao turned his head and looked at Jian Qing and said softly.

"Then we'll go first." Quan Jingwu took over and pulled Jian Qing into the house.

The door slammed and the cold wind rustled.

Mo Xiao looked at the closed door. Jun's face turned black. When he saw his coat, his mood cleared up again.

He smiled low and turned away.

In the house, Jane Qing nestled on the sofa and looked at the man standing in front of her.

"Xiaojing, what are you doing?"

Quan Jingwu looked at her condescending. Suddenly, he spread his big hand, "where's mine?"

"Hmm?" Jane was puzzled.

"He has clothes. Where's my share?"

"Didn't I buy you a lot before?" there are a lot of clothes in the cloakroom that haven't been removed.

"That's different," he said.

"Why is it different?" Jane asked.

"It's different anyway."

“……”

How does it feel like he's going to set her up again?

Did she think too much?

However, the words of a lord the next second proved that her guess was wrong.

"So you have to compensate me."

"Compensation?"

She glanced at him and smiled.

"Dream."

Who knows, the man nodded with a serious face, "it's getting late. It's really time to sleep and dream."

With that, he took her into his arms.

“……”

Jane is depressed.

She doubted Bai Jue. They said that her poisonous tongue must be false. Obviously, every time she stabbed him, he always had the upper hand verbally.

Looking at the bedroom close at hand, Jane Qing buried her head in his chest.

"Xiaojing, I was too tired last night. My back hurts." she struggled to death.

The door of the room was open, and Quan Jingwu raised his foot and kicked it away.

He looked at her with low eyes, hooked his lips and smiled, "good treasure, behave well, we'll have a rest early."

Do well?

A group of grass mud horses ran over her heart and roared past.

Shit, this conversation can't continue.

She didn't think much. The man "threw" her on the bed. The strength was very light and wouldn't hurt her.

Immediately, a slender figure pressed down.

The atmosphere was so beautiful that even the bright moon outside the window hid in the clouds.

After midnight, a hoarse voice sounded angrily.

"Quan Jingwu, you liar."

"Good, wait."

"No, no, I don't... all right."

In response to her is the man's hotter kiss, and the moving melody hasn't stopped for a long time.

……

Next day

A large truck drove into Shijin Haoting and stopped in front of a villa.

Xing Sen stood at the door, directing the workers to move things in.

Ning Feng came out of the house and looked at the big truck parked at the door, one head and two heads.

"How much is left?"

"See for yourself." Xing Sen pointed to the truck at the door.

Ning Feng looked along his line of sight, and the corners of his eyes trembled.

Don't tell him that they ordered most of the rest of the truck.

Xing Sen looked at his reaction and said, "this is still the first car. There will be a second car later."

"What, what?" Ning Feng took out his ears and stared.

And the second car?

Are they moving the whole department store home?

Since Jian Qing came here that night, after she left, Mo Xiao asked Xing Sen to contact the decoration designer and redesign the two rooms upstairs.