Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

"Goodbye!"

This good-bye hit me quickly and ruthlessly.

Almost before his voice fell, it sounded.

Enough to see how angry the man is.

Song Yun sent her away with his eyes. He shook his head and couldn't help laughing.

…………

City C.

In the villa, the servants dare not breathe.

In such a big restaurant, the atmosphere is very strange, and the air pressure drops to freezing point.

The servants were afraid that the fire would burn themselves.

Joan angrily picked a place far away from Mu Jingxi, so she sat down and ate breakfast.

Mu Jingxi's hand was hurt. When he picked up the chopsticks, the chopsticks were trembling.

He pursed his lips, clapped his chopsticks on the table and got up to leave the table.

With great strength, he turned the chair to the ground and made a loud noise.

Joan looked at his left back, angry and annoyed, "Mu Jingxi, come back!"

What are you angry about? What are you angry about.

Don't you just refuse to allow him to get married?

Don't you just don't allow him to register?

Who would marry rashly and hand over the rest of his life because of one or two sexual acts?

That's enough!

The man turned a deaf ear and walked out. His tall back showed a haze of anger.

Joanne also slapped her chopsticks on the table and got up and chased out.

The servants breathed a sigh of relief. Only miss Qiao could extinguish the three little anger.

The wrist was caught, Mu Jingxi twisted his eyebrows and said in a cold voice, "let go."

"Don't let go!"

If she's so obedient, she's not Joanne.

Around in front of him, she looked up stubbornly, and her beautiful eyes stared at him for a moment, "mujingxi, what's your temper?"

The man did not squint or look at her.

"The doctor said you are weak and need tonic. What do you mean you don't even eat breakfast?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"Why doesn't it have anything to do with me, you say?" Joanne has an expression of "if you don't give me a satisfactory statement today, you don't want to go".

Mu Jingxi drooped her eyes, deep eyes, coldly quenched and stared at her like ice, "Joan, let go."

OK, that's great.

Call her by name.

No one will be angry, she will be angry!

"Well, don't eat, right? Suit yourself. Love to eat, don't eat, pull down. You're hungry, not me. What's my hurry? "

Leaving his words and loosening his hand, Joan went back to the restaurant and deliberately shouted, "udon noodles are good. Give me another bowl."

"Yes, Miss Joe."

Mu Jingxi sipped his thin lips. Finally, he turned back to the restaurant.

Yu Guang saw the figure come in. Joan snorted, "don't you want to eat?"

What are you doing back?

Mu Jingxi sat down in the chair and leaned back comfortably, "feed me."

Joan almost choked into her throat. She raised her head and frowned. As soon as she was about to speak, Mu Jingxi picked up chopsticks, "I can't hold it."

The two chopsticks were shaking and made a slight sound when they collided.

For a moment, Joan lost her temper.

Like a little daughter-in-law, she moved to him with her face.

"What do you want to eat?" Asked in a low voice.

"Wudong noodles."

Bang.

Intentional, isn't it?

Just now she just shouted on purpose, but he still competed.

The servant soon brought a bowl of udon noodles. Joan agreed to pick up chopsticks and feed him.

"Hot." With a frown on his handsome brow, he dodged.

Joanne took a deep breath and blew, "all right, eat."

Mu sanshao finally loosened his frown, opened his thin lips and ate.