Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey

"come back."

Xi Muyan stopped and turned to look at him. "Oh, I just went up to see if the little scorpion didn't wake up, and didn't bother the little scorpion to sleep."

He flicked and dropped two words, not angry, "Dare you!"

Xi Muyan glared at him, "I am really...not afraid!"

After talking about the madness, he turned to the sofa, jumped to the top, sat down cross-legged again, and watched the boring morning news.

Xi Mucho bent her lips, put down the teacup, turned over a newspaper, looked up at her and asked, "Is there a boyfriend in France?"

Xi Muyan turned his eyes to him. "How do you like mom and grandma? When you meet, I ask if I have a boyfriend. This is the appearance of your sister. This figure, as well as the family background and talent, can’t find it. Man!"

Xi Muqiao despised her. "So, look for me?"

She smiled at him, pinched the Pecans on the coffee table, and slammed open. "I don't want that, I have a boyfriend."

Some people don't believe in it, and this girl's eyes are very picky.

“Really have a boyfriend?”

She chewed Pecans and stuffed the other half of her hand into the mouth of Xi Muqiao. "My brother, oh, didn't you tell me last time, I have a little boyfriend!"

It was rare for Xi Muqiao to give her face to eat Pecans, just because it was a wife's small snack, his eyes faintly looked at Xi Muyan, the eyes clearly marked four characters.

I do not believe!

She is twenty-one years old by his side. What kind of temper she is most understanding of, she can't hide things in her heart. If she really has a boyfriend, she will take it home and show off to them.

But this time she was alone, this is not in line with her pie.

Xi Muyan took the pillow and hugged it in her arms. She looked very closely at Xi Muqiao. "Brother, I really have a little boyfriend, and I have enough in my life!"

Xi Muqiao raised an eyebrow. This girl said that she was on this, and she believed her once.

"When will you take it home?"

Xi Muyan leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "It won't be too long, brother, can you promise me? If I really bring him back, don't you be angry?"

He chuckled. "Why am I angry? Is your little boyfriend drug or arms, or a terrorist?"

Xi Muyan said that she hadn't spoken for a long time. In the end, she was slightly eye-catching. "You will know when you get there. You must not be angry anyway."

For a moment, Xi Muqiao bounced her scalp, "Get up."

She licks her scalp, "What?"

"This is the shoulder of your little nephew."

"..."

At nine o'clock, Qiao Mu didn't get up yet. Xi Muyan was like a acne-like move. She couldn't sit still anymore. She glanced at her brother from time to time, only hope that he would disappear quickly, and then she rushed upstairs. Go find a little bitch.

But my brother is here, she can't dare!

She looked upstairs and looked at her brother. She understood what she had in a moment. She teased her to Mucha. "Brother, how did you make a little scorpion last night, let her sleep until this time?"

Xi Muqiao smiled at her with a smile. "I have lived abroad for a few years, but I have not grown up, but my mind has been open."

Xi Muyan spit out his tongue.

Putting down the newspaper, he actually picked up the small snack on the coffee table and ate it.

I thought about him and wanted to laugh. Last night, Wang Hao locked all the food into the kitchen, just to prevent his wife from getting out in the middle of the night, but did not expect the wife to be long-term, so that he would toss until five o'clock.

Big brother has a cold face and few words. He likes the lively Xi Muyan can’t stand it anymore. "Brother, would you like to go up and see the head of the little nephew? If the little nephew woke up, he was lying on chuang and thinking about life?"

"Sir, my wife is here."

The busy Wang Hao was suddenly coming in and said, and he greeted him.

Xi Muqiao’s temple jumped and jumped together. It’s all right. On the day of his wife’s holiday, his two-person world, his candlelight dinner, all ruined!

"Mom, how come you are here?"

Yuan Suzhen and Wang Hao took a small bag into the kitchen. After they came out, they took a meal. "What do you say, Mom can't come? You are busy with you, don't worry about me, I just come to see me. Daughter-in-law."

After that, she swept the living room all over, except for the words, no one else, "My daughter-in-law?"

"Mom, the little nephew hasn't got up yet, my brother won't let me go upstairs to call her."

Yuan Suzhen looked at his son's home service in surprise and realized what was going on in a flash. She smiled and asked, "I haven't got up yet?"

In front of his mother, Xi Muqiao was somewhat embarrassed. He nodded. "Well, I slept late last night."

Yuan Suzhen smiled and the crow's feet came out. She said as she walked toward the sofa. "Oh, Mom knows, Mom knows."

Xi Muqiao: "..."

Near ten o'clock, Xi Muqiao got up on the floor.

The wife didn't have dinner last night and tossed it again. Even if she was tired, her stomach would definitely be hungry. Maybe she was already awake as Xiaoyan said, but she was lying on chuang and sulking.

Qiao Mu did wake up and was hungry.

The soreness of the body is not as uncomfortable as the stomach. She only feels that she is hungry and has a back chest. She thinks that at 10 o'clock in the morning, Xi Muqiao must have gone to work.

She licked her stomach, wrinkled her face, and did not wash her hair, her hair was like a chicken coop and she wore a nightgown, step by step, and life is the most important!

In front of her eyes, she knew that blood sugar could not keep up. In the days when she was the most bitter, she couldn’t eat rice every day, and she felt so dizzy.

Xi Muqiao is really a big pervert. She didn't give her a meal. She also tossed her for a night. She repeatedly asked her if she dared not to marry. Is this a domestic violence?

Just walking to the stairs, I saw a big metamorphosis.

He looked at her pale face, and the white jade-like feet stepped on the floor. He frowned and picked her up and kissed her forehead. "Wake up?"

Qiao Mu is screaming in my heart, you are blind, I am not awake in sleepwalking!

She didn't want to open her mouth, but she was dizzy in front of her eyes, and she really didn't have that strength.

Let the man hold her **** and hold her in her arms like a child. She is around his neck, and the small head is on his shoulder. He whispered, "I want to eat."

Her crisp and squeaky sounds on weekdays are sanded and sanded.

Looking at the soft wife who was in his arms, Xi Muqiao was a little surprised. Why did the wife look like she hadn’t eaten for three days, her body was empty, and her face was so white?

Suddenly he was a little flustered, regretting that she was punished last night, not afraid of delay, and she was still wearing a nightgown, holding her and turned to go downstairs, "Hey, let's go to the hospital."