Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

The servant stood outside the door and hesitated for a while before saying, "Miss Qiao, you'd better go downstairs and have a look."

Go downstairs and see for yourself?

What's so serious?

Joan was skeptical, but she resolutely threw out a sentence: "no, no time."

She has to coax the rice ball to sleep!

"Miss Qiao, you'd better go and have a look." The servant was embarrassed and said, "please."

Joan frowned slightly and looked at the small rice ball pressed by her on the bed. Her face was tangled.

Go or not?

"Ma Ma ~" xiaofantuan stretched out his little hand and grabbed Joan's hand, "are you going?"

"Go."

When the small rice ball came, it was about to sit up and shout excitedly, "the rice ball also wants to see!"

"Be honest with me!" Want to see the excitement, no way!

Joan pressed him down and suppressed him strongly. "Go to bed honestly. There's no bedtime story tonight. Come as soon as you go. Let me find you sneaking down or not sleeping. Come back and beat you. "

The small rice ball shrank its neck in fear, pulled the quilt to cover its face, and only showed a pair of clear dark eyes.

Joanne got out of bed, put on a soft tow and went out.

Downstairs, the atmosphere in the hall is very strange.

Servants dare not breathe. They lower their heads and dare not look around.

Joanne wondered, what's going on?

When she went downstairs, she found a tall figure standing in front of the French window.

That figure looks familiar.

When I approached her, I took a closer look. It wasn't her husband!

Mujingxi is so late. What are you doing here?

Aren't you angry with her?

Didn't you take the little glutinous rice away?

Suddenly appeared to pick her up?

In these short steps near him, Joan had made up all kinds of possibilities. When she came behind him and stood still, she put her arms around her chest and raised her chin proudly, "Yo, who is this?"

Hearing the speech, Mu Jingxi turned slowly, and there seemed to be a fog lingering in the depths of those quiet eyes.

He looked cold and solemn, his thin lips closed tightly, his eyes gently fell on her face and paused: "is it enough?"

"I make trouble?" Joanne smiled twice. "Who's making trouble? Who took the little glutinous rice away from home? "

Mu Jingxi slowly stretched out his hand and palms upward. Qiao'an turned warily and hid, "do you want to sneak attack?"

Mujingxi's lips twitch slightly and sneak attack?

Thanks to her.

The palm of his hand remained in mid air, and his eyebrows frowned slightly: "hurry up."

"Can you deceive people?" Joan is proud.

Mu Jingxi: "

"Will you admit your mistake?" Or a proud face.

Mu Jingxi: "

What are you doing?

Joan's heart is full of disgust. She doesn't admit her mistakes or deceive others. She also wants to take her back with the small rice ball. Dream!

"Hum." Joanne turned and left.

Behind him, came the man's low voice, as always magnetic, but also as always let her heart.

"Come back."

Joan was unmoved and went on.

Lu Yin came out of the kitchen with two cups of hot milk, handed her a cup, glanced at her and fell on the man's face behind her: "don't you go back with him?"

After receiving the milk, Joanne took a sip, "no back."

"All right, you can stop when you're good."

Joanne stuck a mouthful of milk in her throat. She didn't spit it out or swallow it. Only her clear eyes stared round.