Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Mu Jingxi leaned over and picked her up. Joan was stunned. Her index finger poked his close handsome face, "let's hold it. When did you listen so well?"

Something's wrong.

Mujingxi is very wrong.

Did he take the wrong medicine or was he stimulated by something?

Let's hug and hug. She's as good as a little milk dog. Joan is flattered.

Mu Jingxi stared at her coldly, "I thought you were tired enough to faint at any time. It seems not."

Then he put her down.

Who is willing to let go of free labor?

Joan immediately hugged his neck with both hands, never giving up, proudly raised her exquisite chin, "I'm going to faint, I'm going to faint..."

With that, in less than two seconds, he turned his eyes to him, closed his eyes and leaned against his arms.

Mu Jingxi chuckled, "do you dare to turn your white eyes a little more?"

Joanne closed her eyes. She fainted.

I can't hear. I can't hear anything.

When she returned to her apartment, Xia Lin, who was ordered to stay in the apartment to rest and recuperate, had warmed up the night.

Seeing Mu Jingxi really surprised him.

After a short surprise, he bowed his head respectfully: "major mu."

"Well, how are you?" Mujingxi hugged Joan and walked to the restaurant.

Xia Lin followed behind them. "The doctor has taken medicine. They are all skin injuries. It doesn't matter."

"That's good."

Put Joan on the chair and sit down. Mu Jingxi raised his hand and patted her tender face. "Don't pretend, eat."

Needless to say, Joanne would wake up when she smelled the smell of food.

She opened her eyes and there was a bowl of hot soup in front of her.

I tasted it. It tastes delicious and delicious.

"Uncle Wang cooked it specially for you. He said you always stay up late. It's bad for your health. You should make up more for your health." Xia Lin explained.

Qiao'an cried and was moved to tears. "Look, look how considerate Uncle Wang is. You two study hard, okay? "

Mu Jingxi: "

Xia Lin: "

Miss Qiao, even if we want to learn, we can't learn Uncle Wang's cooking.

After supper, Joan slipped back to the bedroom to take a bath.

Mu Jingxi and Xia Lin have reached a consensus on the ownership of the second bedroom.

Xia Lin sleeps on the sofa and the second bedroom is mu Jingxi's.

After taking a bath, Qiao an came out thirsty to find water to drink. When he saw Xia Lin lying on the sofa, he immediately stared, "Xia Lin, why don't you go back to the bedroom to sleep?"

Xia Lin sat up awkwardly. "Miss Qiao, major Mu also wants to rest."

"What?!" Joanne looked angry. "Did he shamelessly rob your bedroom?"

Then he rolled up his sleeves, turned around and angrily went to find Mu Jingxi to settle accounts.

Boom!

He kicked the door of the second bedroom valiantly.

Mu Jingxi wiped his hair with a towel, and Yingting frowned slightly, "what are you doing?"

"Mu Jingxi, do you have any consciousness? This is Xia Lin's bedroom. What do you mean? "

Every word, with contemptuous accusations.

The towel in hand was thrown at random, and Mu Jingxi curled his lips and sneered, "before Xia Lin, this bedroom was mine."

"I has the final say, now I say it is Xia Lin, that is Xia Lin." Joanne's hands were on her hips, and she looked so charming and unreasonable.

Nodding slowly, Mu Jingxi stepped out, "OK, Xia Lin's."

EH.

He's so easy to compromise. He's cheating!

At the moment of passing by, Mu Jingxi's dry and warm palm held her wrist tightly and tugged hard, "that's between us."