Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

As soon as the voice fell, one hand grabbed the corner of her clothes.

Twice.

Qiao an lowered his head suspiciously and saw Mu Jingxi, who fell on the stairs and had a pretty face in pain.

"Well, why are you still lying here?"

The little maid shivered, "Miss Qiao, the three young have been lying here all the time. Don't you find it?"

She lay here when she and Li Qinghuan began to tear.

The little maid looked at mujingxi, who was lying on the stairs and no one to help him. She silently mourned for him. Three shaos are really poor.

After lying for so long, Miss Qiao hasn't found it yet.

Joan leaned over, pulled Mu Jingxi's arm and pulled him up from the stairs.

Seeing that victory was in sight, his body fell down again.

Joanne was startled, released him, flashed and jumped aside.

Boom!

The little maid covered her eyes and couldn't bear to look straight at her.

Mu Jingxi fell down on the stairs together and suffered a sharp pain in his back.

Hearing his painful groan, Joan had a hard conscience and came forward to help him again.

Mu Jingxi was angry. He shook off her hand and looked like he didn't want her to help him.

Joan couldn't cry or laugh. She hugged his arm, pulled him up and helped him upstairs. "Mu Jingxi, didn't you just fall? Is it necessary to bear such a grudge? I tell you, men should be generous, not small. You can't find a wife if you are small, you know? "

Mu Jingxi leaned all her weight on her thin body. Joan helped her hard. Relying on Mu Jingxi's drunkenness, she kicked him hard, "let you drink, let you drink! As heavy as a cow! "

The man groaned, and the calf she kicked hurt.

She picked her foot where it hurt.

Hearing his muffled hum, Joanne had a perverse pleasure, and the evil spirit at the bottom of her heart was finally relieved.

"Buy one get one free, and give you another foot!" She happily mended her foot again.

Mu Jingxi: "

I'd rather not.

Back in the bedroom, Joanne was almost weak. She threw him on the bed ~ and sat at the end of the bed, panting for breath.

She wouldn't care about him if he hadn't been a meat mat for her once!

Let him be attacked by Li Qinghuan and eat dry and wipe clean!

No self-respect!

Big man, what's the chance for a woman who gets drunk on a big night?

Just after sitting down for a while, the little maid knocked at the door before she could breathe well. "Miss Qiao, the antidote soup is ready."

"Come in."

The little maid took the tray and put the Jiejiu soup on the tea table. She put away the tray. She respectfully said, "Miss Qiao, the Jiejiu soup will be cold in a while. You can feed three and drink less."

Joanne: "

Black face question mark.

Why feed her?

Can't Mu Jingxi drink by himself?

Besides, he drinks his own wine. Why does Joan feed him Jiejiu soup?

Don't let him experience the pain of a hangover. He will come back drunk next time.

"No, hello." Joanne twisted her head and refused proudly.

The little maid came forward angrily and advised, "Miss Qiao, you see, San Shao is drunk now. He can't drink himself, can he?"

"I don't know."

The little maid moved a little closer, "Miss Qiao, you should have pity on the three young people. For his sake, he fell twice and got so embarrassed, okay? "

"Little cute, you've changed!" Qiao Antang got up and stared at the little maid accusingly, "you used to face me!"