Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Unscientific!

Hasn't Mu Jingxi returned to the official residence yet?

Or did he not find that she was no longer in the official residence?

In a chaotic mood, Lu Yin, who took the little glutinous rice to wash his hands, took the little guy's hand back to his position and sat down.

"Baby, what are you thinking?"

Lu Yin looked at her with great interest, with a smile at the bottom of her eyes and a somewhat urgent gaze.

Joanne put down the juice and a pair of beautiful eyes flickered, "nothing. What shall we eat tonight?"

"Didn't you say to eat French food?"

Joanne nodded in embarrassment, "Oh."

The head was knocked. She suddenly raised her eyes. Meimou stared at him angrily, "hit me on the head again!"

"Who made you owe."

"Where did I owe you?"

Little glutinous rice turned his head and looked at Lu Yin and Joan. Like a little adult, he sighed with an old age, "Baba hemp, don't quarrel."

Lu Yin: "

Joanne: "

Who, who quarreled?

Little boy, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand.

The waiter presented a delicious dinner. The family of three enjoyed a delicious and exquisite dinner in the romantic candlelight.

During this period, there was no movement on Joan's mobile phone.

She was so nervous and lucky.

Holding Mu Jingxi's fluke that she was not in the official residence, she took little glutinous rice back to the official residence.

At nine o'clock, the Mu family's official residence was brightly lit.

As soon as she stepped into the West Wing room, Joan keenly noticed that the air pressure was too low!

Looking up, sure enough, I saw the handsome man sitting on the sofa, frowning and puffing.

White smoke, spitting out from the man's sexy scarlet thin lips, adds a bit of demonic evil charm to his handsome face.

Deep cold eyes, swept her one eye, that eye, cold and clear, without a trace of emotion, let alone a trace of anger.

I don't know why, Joan seemed to be suffocated.

Instead, the little glutinous rice beside her covered her nose with small claws and frowned, "uncle, don't smoke."

Mujingxi's action of smoking was a meal. Soon, he gently nodded and pressed out the cigarette butt.

The man got up and came forward. His tall body bowed down in front of the little glutinous rice and held her in his arms with both hands, "are you tired? Uncle, take you back to your bedroom to rest. "

Small glutinous rice refused to shake his head, "small glutinous rice with hemp..."

"No, you have other things to do."

With that, mujingxi went upstairs with little glutinous rice in his arms.

Little glutinous rice put his head on his shoulder, looked at Joan eagerly, and his little claws stretched out to her, "numb..."

Joanne stretched out her hand and wanted to catch her. The mother and daughter seemed to be parting.

Joanne didn't let go until the man disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

She turned and ran out in an instant.

The little maid stopped in front of her and hurriedly asked, "Miss Qiao, where are you going?"

"Little cute, get out of the way. I have to go back to the base!"

Mu Jingxi must be angry.

Judging from the current situation, he is still very angry.

No, she has to hurry.

Staying will only make Mu Jingxi more angry, so she'd better slip away early!

The little maid stopped her from leaving. "Miss Qiao, if you leave like this, San Shao will be very angry."

"Little cute, you..."

"Miss Qiao, you can't go."

Joan was entangled by the little maid. She shouted to Xia Lin, "Xia Lin, come in!"