Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Back at the apartment, she slammed the door with her backhand.

The man behind him caught the slamming door with quick eyes and hands.

With a sneer, "Miss Qiao is so childish."

"I'm very tired. Mu Jingxi, you'd better not annoy me."

After a busy day, she is tired and hungry. Mu Jingxi is still provoking intentionally or unintentionally. Joan hasn't erupted yet. She has a good temper.

If he pushes an inch further, Joanne can't guarantee that she will trouble him.

The servant Aunt Zhang is a kind and kind middle-aged woman. She works very quickly and can always clean up the apartment in good order.

And Uncle Wang, a cook who is good at cooking, are a couple. They don't live in an apartment and have their own residence.

I just came to the apartment during the day to cook three meals for her and clean the apartment.

On the table, there are also several dishes that have been cold for a long time.

Joan opened her chair and sat at the table with her cheeks in her hands. "Mujingxi, heat the dishes."

"Miss Qiao, I'm not your servant."

Joan raised her eyes and stared at him, "I'll count three. If I don't eat again, I'll starve to death. One... Two... "

Mu Jingxi glanced at her coldly and took the dishes into the kitchen.

Looking at the man's back, Joan couldn't help Tucao, "make complaints about the body."

She said it wasn't her servant. Didn't the servant do his job smoothly?

In the kitchen, Mu Jingxi ordered Uncle Wang's dishes to be heated in the microwave oven.

Not obedient, but... He's hungry, too.

In the base, although don't worry about Joan's danger.

But it is not easy to watch her 24 hours a day.

At least, he has to be where she is.

She didn't eat, and he couldn't eat.

After the five dishes and one soup were all hot, Mu Jingxi brought them to the table and put the white rice in front of her, "eat."

Although he is fierce and vicious.

But Joanne wasn't angry at all.

Before eating delicious food, eat it first.

She ate quickly, but her movements were elegant, and her chewing made almost no sound.

After eating, Joanne put down the dishes and chopsticks and got up to leave.

"Stop."

Mu Jingxi frowned fiercely, with a cold face, and stopped her.

Joanne looked confused. "What's the matter?"

Get up early tomorrow. She's still in a hurry to take a bath!

"Wash the dishes!" Mujing Xijun's face was gloomy, and his thin lips spit out a word, mercilessly reminding her.

"Ha?"

Joanne couldn't cry or laugh. Her slender index finger pointed to the tip of her nose and asked strangely, "do you want me to wash the dishes?"

"Yes."

Shit!

Is he crazy?

Joan stretched out her thin, white and tender fingers and shook them in front of him, "Mu Jingxi, are you crazy? Do my hands look like people who want to wash dishes? "

"Do your own things. There are no servants here. Wash your own dishes."

Shit, shit!

Joanne is going crazy!

What do you mean to do your own things? It's just a bowl. Is he?

Joanne leaned down slightly, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and stared at him for a moment.

Mujing does not change its color in the West and eats gracefully.

Joan went crazy, "Hey, mujingxi!"

“……”

"Isn't it just a bowl? You have to wash it anyway, don't you?"

The man raised his eyes, his quiet eyes, dark and deep, "I said, do your own things."

"You washed it for me, so what?" Do you want to be so stingy? Hey!

"Who are you and why do you want to help you?"