Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Promise not to wake her up.

Joanne: "

Is that the point? Ah?!

The point and difficulty is not that he won't come tonight. Do you have time to come again tomorrow?

The call has become a busy tone, and Mu Jingxi has hung up.

Joanne clenched her teeth, clenched her fist and waved it twice in the air, as if she were demonstrating to someone.

"Hum (╯^system)"

I haven't seen anyone for two days. Now I have to run here in the middle of the night.

Who has time to see him? She's busy, okay.

Put down the phone, Joan was so tired that she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Fall asleep in a second.

When mujingxi arrived at the base, it was already more than 4 a.m.

He entered the apartment, gently pushed open the door of the master bedroom, opened a wall lamp, and walked carefully to the side of the bed.

The light is soft and the warmth of the room is faint.

The woman in bed is sleeping soundly, sleeping quietly and breathing gently. With each breath, her chest fluctuates slightly.

Such a picture is very warm.

Mu Jingxi opened the wardrobe, took out his nightgown, put it on, and immediately lay down beside her.

She seemed really tired. After he lay down, she had no reaction at all and still slept soundly.

With an almost inaudible sigh, Mu Jingxi bowed his head and pecked on her soft and tender face. Feeling that it was not enough, he kissed her slightly beeping red lips.

"Good night."

She may not know how happy he was when he heard Xia Lin talk about her abnormality at the dinner table tonight. He wanted to fly to her right away.

Stay with her and give her a good hug.

Did she miss him?

What a coincidence, he missed her too, very much.

These two days, I have been busy taking care of little glutinous rice in the hospital, so I ignored her.

Just wait a while.

He will spare more time for her.

The long arm carefully took her soft waist and stuck her body to herself.

Mu Jingxi closed his eyes, smelled the faint fragrance from her, and closed his eyes.

Seven in the morning.

Joanne's biological clock woke her up on time, opened her eyes and saw the man close by.

She was stunned. Her blank brain began to work.

After a while, I remembered that when he called her last night, he said he would come to see her.

Unexpectedly, he really came.

But when he came, she slept too well and didn't find it.

The man close at hand is still sleeping.

One arm, domineering and possessive, hugged her waist and pressed her on him.

Even in my sleep, I won't let go.

Joanne can't laugh or cry. This man is really... Beaten.

No wonder she felt numb on one side of her body. It turned out that he was the one who did it.

Take off his heavy arm and throw it away. Joanne sits up.

He yawned gracefully and stretched his waist contentedly.

I'm a little hungry and my head seems to feel dizzy.

Before she got out of bed, an arm stretched out from behind, wrapped around her waist and dragged her back.

The body fell into the man's hard arms, and Joanne whispered, "ah..."

"Good morning, baby." The man's voice, low and hoarse, is still extremely magnetic.

His thin lips found her ears, and the burning breath was sprayed on her sensitive auricles. The thin lips seemed to rub her earlobes.

Itchy, as if the electricity had passed. Joan shrunk her neck and resisted.