Flash marriage into love:Hello,my cold husband!

“……” She continued to listen, her face calm.

He said, "as long as you don't leave me, I won't care if you tell a hundred or a thousand lies."

He choked. "I know you meant it well."

“……” Qiao Xiaoan Nuo small mouth, this is it? That said that parents are common people's business, how to calculate?

After a while, he said.

"JOJO

"I was angry yesterday, and I spoke a little harder."

"What's more, I'm really afraid that my parents will not adapt to the party."

"No, I don't.

"Do you believe me?"

When his sincere and painful eyes fell on her.

She immediately got up from the sofa, crossed his body, and left.

He immediately caught her by the shoulder, the knuckle clear palm, tightly grabbed her arm.

His face was gloomy and painful.

Frowning, "Joe, I'm sorry. What do you want me to do?"

This tone, a little angry and stuffy.

Qiao Xiaoan glanced at his face. "I'll get you a glass of water."

He held on. "Joe, forgive me."

Qiao Xiaoan stretched out his hand and opened his palm. "I heard from the owner of the hot pot shop that you just went there and ate a plate of duck sausage."

“……” How does she know.

"I just want to make you a cup of bitter mustard tea because I'm afraid of your stomach discomfort." From her eyes, he could see that she was worried about him, and had no previous depression, so he let go of her hand. Then she said, "wait a minute."

After she made a cup of bitter mustard tea, she came back.

Handed it to him, some dare not look into his eyes.

"Mo, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left home. I just don't understand what you mean. I'm afraid you really look down on US civilians. "

He also ignored a cup of bitter mustard tea in his hand, circled her waist and took her into his arms.

"Joe, it's not what you think, it's not like that, I'm..."

"Ah Mo, the tea is spilt."

She withdrew from his arms and took over the bitter mustard tea in his hand again.

Finally, he was angry and funny.

Beautiful dimples, swing on both sides of the cheek, swing open.

It's amazing.

Ah Mo, who locks her eyebrows, finally has a smile.

They looked at each other with four eyes, and seemed to smile at each other.

Again, it seems that they are the same voice of the same heart.

"I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry!"

Then there were two smiles.

Qiao Xiaoan raised the bitter mustard tea in his hand.

"Drink it quickly. I'm afraid you'll have a stomachache." When he took the tea cup, she pressed her lips, "who asked you to eat hot pot? Although the beautiful ceramic cup is cold, a sip of tea goes into yunmo's throat, which makes him spit or swallow.

Finally, forced by the reason that the tea is liquid, I drink it directly into my stomach.

It's hot and refreshing.

Qiao Xiaoan quickly grabbed his cup. "I want you to take a sip. How can you drink so hard?"

Cloud Mo put her arms around her shoulders and looked at her affectionately, "what the wife rewards is poisonous wine, you have to drink it."

She glared. "When did you learn to be garrulous?"

It's not his nature.

But she was very happy to smile.

The next moment, worried about his intestines and stomach, he quickly pushed him away and blew the bitter mustard tea in the cup again and again.

And tried to try tea temperature, reassured to pass him, "can drink."

He frowned. "All?"

She nodded.

He was a little embarrassed, "but I don't like bitter mustard tea."

"It's good for you." She put the cup directly into his hand. "You don't mean that his wife rewards him, even if it's poisonous wine, you have to drink it."

He smiles bitterly.

She urged again, "drink quickly, detoxify the poison that you just ate that dish of duck intestines."

In this way, yunmo raised his neck and drank the bitter mustard tea in the cup.

There are two bitter mustard tea brewing along the tea into his mouth, he also chewed with relish.

Clearly full of bitter mouth, but showed a happy smile.

Qiao Xiaoan found that when he laughed, he was really good-looking.

Leaving aside the usual Linghan, it seems more Chilan Yushu, elegant gentleman.

Only, such a gentle smile, she was very rare to see once.

"Joe, when you've finished, you don't have a bitter mustard left." He poured the glass in his hand to show that he had indeed drunk all.

"Who made you eat bitter mustard tea?" She snorted with a smile, "but it's OK to lower the fire."Cloud ink put the ceramic cup in his hand.

When the eyes looked back at her again, there was a trace of tenderness and affection in their eyes.

"I really need to lower the fire."

"One more drink, then." She bent down and picked up the glass again from a few. "I'll make another one."

He took her arm and said, "JOJO, I don't mean bitter mustard tea."

"What is that?" She tried to think, "in addition to bitter mustard tea at home, it is flower tea."

Frowning and thinking, "by the way, there are your rare Biluochun, Longjing, Pu'er Gonghua. It seems that there is no bitter mustard tea and it has more fire reducing function."

Yunmo shakes his head.

There is an ambiguous smile in my eyes.

Snatched that exquisite blue and white porcelain water cup from her hand.

Put it back on the coffee table.

Tender and affectionate eyes fell on her cheek again.

She is not a beautiful woman, but at the same time, she also has a pair of big eyes.

Especially the deep dimples when she was smiling, which made people look down.

She ran away from home yesterday and he stayed up all night.

Her face was all over her head.

Smile, sad, staggered.

Whether it is her beautiful dimples, or the gloomy sad in her eyes, all deeply affected his heart.

Life is long and short.

A hundred years of life, even if you have to go through three thousand prosperity, you will end up with a handful of yellow sand.

He just wanted to have her by his side, watching her smile.

"JOJO His slender fingers fell on her ear, gently brushing her hair, "there are more Qinghuo."

From the way he looked, she understood what he meant.

But still silent, smiling back at him.

When his fingers, along her ear, fell on the tip of her nose, he said, "that's you."

She giggled, "stop it." He raised his hand and waved the hand on the tip of his nose

It was when she was smiling, the beautiful dimples on her cheek, which made his body fire suddenly four darts, and instantly ignited his passion. He did not ask for his consent, directly into her arms, all the way upstairs.

"Ah Mo, don't make trouble. You haven't taken a bath yet." Although she was struggling, she still put her arms around his neck as she went upstairs.

Looking at him, facing his four eyes.

He was burning and obsessed.

She was affectionate.

Bumping together is the most exciting catalyst in this world.

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