Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Bony, slender fingers took the ice bag and gently covered Joanne's forehead.

"Hiss..."

Joanne gasped.

It hurts!

The watery beautiful eyes, full of resentment, stared at him, "can't you be a little lighter?"

Mu Jingxi's eyes drooped slightly. It's rare that he didn't sneer, "good."

Huh?

Joanne was stunned!

What did he just say?

Okay?

Joan saw such a obedient Mu Jingxi for the first time.

Her beautiful eyes blinked and blinked again, as if to see him through.

Mujingxi looked at the woman, stretched out her hand and pinched his face. As soon as her head retreated, she dodged. Her magnetic voice was low and heavy: "what do you want to do?"

"See if you are Mu Jingxi."

"If false, replace it."

Joanne: "

God, Lu!

This is incredible!

"Put your hands back." Mu Jingxi glanced at her coldly and continued to apply cold compress for her.

The doctor on one side looked at the two people, couldn't help laughing and joked boldly, "major mu, my wife is used to hurt, not to be fierce."

"Who is his wife?" Joanne blew up immediately!

Mu Jingxi frowned. "She's not my wife."

In the wind, the doctor pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and smiled carefully: "sorry, I'm blind... Sorry, you two."

"Hum!" Joanne looked cold: "forgive you."

Mu Jingxi's sharp cold eyes were like a sharp blade. He glanced at the doctor, "don't you go out yet?"

"Yes, I'll go out in a minute."

Trotting outside the door, the doctor didn't forget to pry his head. "Miss, please don't touch the wound on your wrist with water within three days."

The last word, the voice fell, and the head disappeared.

For a time, only Joan and Mu Jingxi were left in the consulting room.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

She was lying ~ on the bed, and he stood by the bed, bending over to ice her forehead.

The beautiful eyes turned and were finally attracted by the beauty.

His eyes involuntarily fell on his handsome face.

It's a pity that Joan is more than once. Such a good leather bag shouldn't be blind!

Or do men like Ji Qingxin's appearance of small flowers?

"Miss Qiao, please don't stare at me."

The man's deep voice rang out in the cold.

"Cough..."

Joan was overwhelmed by her saliva, and her fine face turned red.

"Mu Jingxi, say it again."

Who!

He said who was staring at him?

Shit!

Do you want a face!

It's just that you look at it more. Why do you squint?

Today, if he doesn't give her a satisfactory explanation, she will let him know why the flowers are so red!

Obviously, he has been hurt, but he is not honest at all.

Mu Jingxi took a panoramic view of her too vivid subtle expression. Her sexy thin lips aroused a smile.

"You've heard it."

"I want you to say it again. It's an order!"

Mu Jingxi hooked up a chair with long legs, sat down by the bed, changed one hand to hold an ice bag, and asked, "in what capacity does Miss Qiao order me?"

"I..."

"Why not?"

"I'm your employer." This is really unreasonable and not strong.

Quite a bit of advice.

"Did I take your salary?"

Joanne muttered, "that's not..."

After a pause, she realized that the cunning old fox seemed to have deviated from the topic.