Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Lu Yin took a step back, "swallow it and speak again."

He swallowed the milk hard. Joan stared at him angrily and poked him in the heart: "what does that mean? What do you mean, just let it go? What about the agreed family? Lu Yin, do you still have a heart? "

Several questions in a row confused Lu Yin.

He put his hand on the tip of his nose, coughed for several years, and was slightly shocked: "Qiao Xiaoan, you..."

"What am I? Am I wrong?"

As soon as the voice fell, Hou Ling was carried. She turned her head and saw that Mu Jingxi didn't know when she came behind her.

Holding her back collar mercilessly, she struggled twice, "Mu Jingxi, let go! I don't want face! "

Mu Jingxi glanced over her and nodded to Lu Yin, "I'll take her and the small rice ball first."

"The rice ball is upstairs in the guest room."

"Yes."

Mu Jingxi took Joan in one hand and forcibly pulled her upstairs.

In the guest room, the small rice ball was humming an irrelevant tune, holding its own feet with small hands, humming and exploding.

When the door opened, the small rice ball turned around and saw Mu Jingxi. His eyes were shining and he climbed up, "Dad!"

"Well, get out of bed and put on your shoes."

Xiaofantuan knelt on the bed and put his hands on the quilt. "Is Dad going to take the rice ball home?"

"Yes." Mu Jingxi's lips smiled.

The little rice ball twisted, "what about Ma Ma? Take it home, too? "

When Mu Jingxi heard the speech, he glanced at qiao'an, who refused to cooperate: "just take your hemp with you by the way."

Joanne looked unconvinced and turned her head, "what are you talking about? Who is by the way? "

She asked. He dared to say she was by the way. She had to turn the world upside down tonight.

The little rice ball slipped out of bed, squatted on the ground, put his shoes on his feet, ran over with a smile and hugged Mu Jingxi's long legs.

The little head looked up and smiled sweetly: "Ma Ma is by the way. Is the rice ball right, dad?"

As soon as the voice fell, he was slapped on the back of the head.

Xiaofantuan stared at mujingxi. He still couldn't believe that his father hit him on the head.

"Dad..." the small rice ball was tearful and wronged: "why do you play rice ball?"

"Oh, to correct your misconceptions. I'm here to pick you up and pick you up. "

Sorry, son.

In order to coax you, I wronged you temporarily.

Dad will make it up to you.

Joanne was satisfied with the lip angle, which was almost the same!

The small rice ball slowly released the hand holding Mu Jingxi's long leg, raised his hand and touched the back of his head. He was still very wronged: "Dad, you clearly said that it was by the way to pick up Ma Ma..."

Dong!

The little head was given a shudder.

The little rice ball cried out on the spot, "Dad, why do you play rice ball again?"

"Oh, this is to educate you. Sometimes you can't be too serious."

"What is more serious?"

"For example, just now, even if you heard what Dad said and picked you up, you can't say."

"Why?" The small rice ball asked stubbornly.

Mu Jingxi glanced at Joan, "because you will be unhappy."

The little rice ball cried out. It's too difficult. It's really too difficult

The small rice ball held by Mu Jingxi back to the official residence, even if he fell asleep, there were still tears hurt by his father in the corners of his eyes.

After settling down the small rice ball, Mu Jingxi leaned over and pecked on his face.