Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey

Xi Muqiao is like a small child holding a little wife, but the wife is still so well-behaved, usually used to see his wife, suddenly suddenly became so quiet, Xi Mu Qiao did not feel very adapted.

Qiao Mu was really moved. From knowing him to now, how can she count that she is taking advantage of it? She spent five million to buy herself. She often put money to her to improve her life and buy clothes and shoes for her. She took her to eat delicious food, bought such a big house, and sent her so many musical instruments. She really couldn’t figure out what to do.

She has self-knowledge, she knows a few pounds, she knows the past, and she has this face.

But with the identity and status of Xi Muqiao, what kind of woman is not there, it is estimated that he is beckoning, all kinds of beautiful women have to squeeze the head?

Although he has a bad temper, he is often fierce to himself, but it is undeniable that he is really particularly good to himself. She moved her face and changed her posture, but she did not move.

"Uncle, thank you."

Xi Muqiao licked her head and licked her warm cheeks. She walked around like a child while sleeping. He enjoyed it. He was very warm at the moment, and his wife was too hard to make a fuss. melted.

He smiled and asked, "Is there such a verbal thank you, there is no substantive thank you?"

Qiao Mu's small hand twisted his shirt collar. "What do you want, thank you, I know, I am poor, too expensive gift I can't afford."

Xi Muqiao was loyal to her words, little fool, so rich men are yours, where are you poor?

"First kiss me."

Qiao Mu raised his head very obediently, and snorted and kissed him on his cheek. Xi Muqiao was not happy. "I will give you such a big gift, and you will kiss your face. You thought you were worth a kiss."

Qiao Mu understood his meaning, but she was very happy at the moment. It was rare to have a fight with Xi Muqiao. Her little hand held his handsome face and kissed him with his thin lips.

Very simple lips to lips, such as sputum water, touched away, Xi Mu Qiao licked thin lips, still not enjoyable, looked back on her lips.

"First collect interest, the principal will be taken tonight."

Qiao Mu buried his face in his shoulder, even if she was so ruined by her face, her face was still burning.

Feeling that my wife is embarrassed, Xi Muqiao is enough to slap the lips, usually can drag the cheeky, and give him the chain at a critical moment.

“Would you like to check out our bedroom?”

Qiao Mu was held by him, and he walked back and forth, and he fell asleep comfortably. She lazily responded.

"it is good."

Just out of the door of the music room, I met with Wang Hao, who was going to the Simucho Cup in the study room. Wang Hao saw the posture of both of them. The wife’s legs were on the waist of the gentleman. She turned her head. Go, the old face is red.

"You continue, you continue."

She shook her head twice, now the young man, it’s crazy, and there are so many tricks to play, these two people are also very anxious, this is less than five o'clock, but fortunately she prepared the black chicken soup, just right Give the two children a make up.

Xi Muqiao knew that Wang Hao had misunderstood. He didn't explain it. Instead, Qiao Mu in his arms, his head was buried in his shirt. It was just a little longer, and it was misunderstood by Wang Hao. She really had no face, 嘤Hey.

After another dozen steps, after a corner, Xi Muqiao held her tightly and held the door with the other hand.

As soon as he entered the room, Qiao Mu smelled a touch of sandalwood, especially good news.

"Here we are."

Qiao Mu raised his head and looked at the whole room. The ground was still covered with wool carpets. The windows were large floor-to-ceiling windows. The heavy embroidered curtains were quietly hanging on one side. There was also a lounge chair in front of the window. Warm colors, revealing a low-key luxury, feels particularly warm.

The most eye-catching is their big chuang, red chuang single, red pillow, red goose down, full of dazzling red.

Xi Muqiao put her on the side of Chuang and sat down. He also sat on the side. He smiled and said, "This is prepared by Wang Hao. She said that she must celebrate a little when she gets married, so she is auspicious."

Qiao Mu nodded, the older generation, the most valued is this, are red or pretty good looking.

There is an unspeakable feeling in her heart, and all kinds of tastes are there. In the face of such a luxurious room, she is still more restrained. After all, living in that small house, I am excited when I come here, but I can wait until that. After the stocks have dissipated, they will not be adapted.

She quietly glared at the dark eyes of Xi Muqiao, and felt that today's Xi Muqiao is very different, especially special gentle, his face has been smiling, melting his chilly outline.

Before going downstairs, Xi Muqiao took her to another room. When she opened the door, she was stunned. The room was empty, and there were only fourteen Mickeys older than her.

She picked up a hand, not all cartoon characters, she liked Mickey most.

Her big eyes fluttered and looked at Xi Muqiao. "Uncle, is this for me?"

"Correct."

Joe Mu sighed with a big sigh, and the whole person was flying fast. "Wow, how do you prepare so many gifts."

Xi Muqiao looked at her with a sullen look, and there were layers of smiles in the black scorpion. These Mickey dolls finally waited for their masters.

Every year, he buys a rice cake and matcha tiramisu cake on that day, then finds a cherry garden, sits quietly under the cherry tree for a day, and gives his little girl a birthday, because the cherry blossoms when he was a child The park has long been moved to the ground by urban construction.

In his mind, it seems that there is a faint picture of their childhood under the cherry tree.

The tall teenager is still cold-faced, looking down at the little girl who has reached her waist, reaching out and licking her little sister-in-law, a cool opening.

"What do you want for your birthday present?"

The little girl shook her head and looked at him. The white face was smiling and the voice was extraordinarily sweet and crunchy.

"I want matcha tiramisu and a bigger Mickey than me!"

The last thing he regretted for so many years was because he went to buy Mickey, the traffic jam on the road, half an hour later than the time agreed by the little girl, so that he remembered the little girl every year for so many years, he regretted his death, he thought that the little girl Because he was angry late, he only walked and never appeared again.

Now he knows that she is not angry, but she is adopted.

His eyes were dark and soft, "Would you like it?"

Qiao Mu was buried in the pile of Mickey, who was bigger than her. The voice was so boring.

"yes I like!"