Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

She seemed to have been standing for a while and didn't go in.

Thin lips, evoke a touch of evil smile.

"Mrs. mu, what are you looking at?" Mu Jingnan stepped forward, forcibly grabbed her waist and pressed her into his arms.

His body bumped into his arms. Situ Yunshu subconsciously squeezed his fist and hit him on his face.

Fist, tightly wrapped by a powerful palm.

"Want a second time?" Mu Jingnan looked a little ugly.

Situ Yunshu sneered, "as long as you don't divorce, there will be a third, a fourth, countless times."

Divorce.

Divorce again.

Mu Jingnan thinks she has done enough. Why can't she pull back ten cows?

Mu Jingnan's thin lips closed tightly and his eyes stared at her, "I warned you not to mention it again."

"Mu Jingnan, why?"

A light word made his pupils suddenly tighten, clasped her hand and tightened his strength more and more.

Like fear, she will disappear from him.

"Situ Yunshu, what do you want from me?"

How else can we not mention divorce?

How else can we go back to the past?

As long as she says he can do it, he will do it.

Situ Yunshu didn't want to tangle with him about this topic. He raised his eyes and looked at the direction of the room. "Are you harassing Joan again?"

"In your eyes, I am such a person?"

"Sorry, I don't know much about you."

Situ Yunshu shrugged tastelessly and withdrew from his arms. "Since there's nothing wrong, I'll go first."

Waving her hand, she left smartly.

Left him a figure, and gradually walked away.

Mu Jingnan's thin lips closed tightly, collected the expression of unknown meaning at the bottom of his eyes, and walked away.

The bathroom was steaming.

Mujingxi took a bath carefully. Joan pushed him into the bathroom. He understood that he was despised by Joan.

So you have to wash yourself clean.

He took a bath, dried his hair and changed into a household suit before he went downstairs.

Looking around the hall, he didn't see Joan's figure. Mu Jingxi panicked and asked the servant anxiously, "where's Joan?"

"Miss Qiao is calling outside."

Mu Jingxi immediately walked out. Qiao an was in the front yard, holding a mobile phone in one hand and making a phone call.

"Ma Ma, have you seen your uncle?"

"I see."

Little glutinous rice asked Meng dada, "then you help little glutinous rice ask his uncle. Does he miss little glutinous rice?"

"Don't ask, Ma Ma can answer you now." As soon as Joan was about to answer, she saw the man with a gloomy face walking towards her.

Her red lips were slightly open, "Mu Jing..."

"I thought you were gone." The man forced her into his arms and buried his head in the nest of her neck. His voice was hoarse and infected with some pain.

The moment he couldn't see her downstairs, God knows how flustered and scared he was.

I thought all that just now was just an illusion of him alone.

It's just a beautiful dream.

Hold her in his arms and feel that she is real. Only in this way can he relax.

To believe that all this is true.

Joan's eyes flashed slightly. She struggled slightly in exchange for his stronger hug. She sighed helplessly. What was he afraid of?

At the other end of the cell phone, little glutinous rice seemed to hear Mu Jingxi's voice and shouted, "uncle, is uncle you?"

Mu Jingxi looked at qiao'an suspiciously. His dark eyes were asking her.