Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Bang.

The door closes.

Mu Jingxi lowered his head and narrowed his cold eyes dangerously, "Joan, you can't be impolite."

Joan struggled and didn't get away. Her beautiful eyes stared, "let me go first."

"No more eavesdropping."

"Are you angry about my impoliteness, or are you angry that I overheard Li Qinghuan talking to others?"

Joanne smiled and looked at him coldly and mockingly.

What's the difference between the two?

Mujingxi Yingting frowned fiercely and pulled her to the table to sit down. The waiter brought the porridge to the table. Mujingxi filled a bowl and put it in front of her. "The porridge here is good. Try it."

"Don't eat." Joanne turned her head and looked very upset.

What else to eat? I'm full of gas!

"Joanne, what's your temper?" Mu Jingxi rubbed his forehead with one hand and had a headache.

Wasn't it good just now? What happened to the good one?

Eavesdropping is really wrong. He just taught her that she reacted so much?

For her good, will educate her.

If he were an outsider, he wouldn't say a word more.

"Which eye of yours saw me lose my temper?" Joanne got up and went out.

Mu Jingxi quickly clutched her wrist, "sit down."

"Mu Jingxi, don't go too far."

"Sit down!" The man repeated in a low voice.

Joanne stuck her neck. "Who are you? Why should I listen to you?"

Mu Jingxi's eyebrows were frowning, and his melancholy was so strong that he couldn't melt away. As soon as he pulled hard, he pulled Joan to his lap, pressed her and sat down.

Sitting on the man's strong thigh, Joan couldn't adapt. She tightened her body, clenched her teeth and shouted, "what are you doing, let go of me!"

"So you can be honest?"

Mu Jingxi moved the porridge in front of him, stirred it with a spoon to dissipate heat, "drink porridge."

"No!" Joanne turned her head away without looking.

The smell of food aroused the greedy insects in her stomach.

Gulu——

An awkward voice came from her stomach, and her face was slightly red.

Hypnotize yourself, he can't hear, he can't hear

"Oh." The man smiled in a low voice and his chest trembled. Joan was angry. Just about to open her mouth, a spoonful of warm porridge was fed to her lips.

"Have a taste."

"No..."

"It's delicious. Give me face." Mu Jingxi's voice was tinged with a smile.

Joanne glanced at him angrily, "well, give you some face."

After a taste, the porridge is really good.

It tastes delicious and tastes delicious.

"Is it good?"

"OK." Joan's mouth was hard, but her eyes were staring straight at the porridge in front of her.

The tip of the tongue unconsciously licked the corners of the lips, um... Have a good drink.

Mu Jingxi saw the tip of her pink tongue, her throat tightened, her eyes understood for a bit, and his voice was low, "do you want to drink more?"

"All right." But Joanne held out her hand, took the spoon from him and drank it herself.

Hold warm ~ fragrant ~ soft ~ jade in your arms, but you can't eat it.

Mujingxi felt his whole body was hot and dry, and his blood was boiling. He raised his hand, untied two shirt buttons, and slightly looked away, "sit down by yourself."

Reach out, just around her waist, pick her up and put her on a chair aside.

The ass finally sat on the chair. Joanne was comfortable. She snorted and muttered, "it's like someone wants your arms."

Next door private room.

Quan Shao looked at the woman sitting opposite inexplicably, "Miss Li, what are you talking about? When did we work together? "