Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey

Qiao Mu’s little eyes floated and smashed, and she knew that the man must be deliberate. She grabbed her pocket and stepped back two steps.

"Yes... I took it!"

Xi Muqiao raised his eyebrows and admitted that he was so happy. This is not in line with the temperament of the wife.

He reached out and "take it."

"I don't, uncle, you don't want to be too odious. The marriage certificate is that two people are one person. You are holding what you are doing, and then, the money to buy a small book is still out of me!"

Xi Muqiao looked at her small appearance and smiled. "Then I will return the money to you. You will give me the marriage certificate."

Joe was sitting on the sofa with a sigh of relief, and gave him a sorrowful look. "Sim Muqiao, without you so shameless, I want to take the marriage certificate back, unless I cross over my body!"

Xi Muqiao laughed out loud, and in exchange for Joe Mu, he was even more embarrassed. She was most afraid to hear the man laughing so loudly. Every time he heard him laughing, his heartbeat would suddenly accelerate, and there was a kind of spring heart. feel.

"Uncle, can you not laugh like this... wave!"

Xi Muqiao looked at her little red face and smiled more swaying. He walked over and took her up on her lap, gently stroking her thin back.

"Wife wants a marriage certificate?"

Qiao Mu leaned in his arms and nodded. "Think, I thought, I was taken away by you when I got the hand. I haven’t looked at it yet, Uncle, this is not fair."

Xi Muqiao looked at her with a sigh of relief. "That's it."

Hey, how are you talking?

Qiao Mu turned to look at him, and his eyes were full of water, which made Xi Muqiao tremble.

This is what the wife really looks like. The burden of life in the past is all on her alone, and her innocence is suppressed.

This kind of her, let him have a feeling of heart and soul.

Qiao Mu was numb by his burning gaze, and sure enough, this big metamorphosis is possible to spring anytime, anywhere!

She glanced at the glass door and opened her mouth. "Uncle, this is your office. If you are seen, how bad it is!"

Although the glass door is frosted, the inside is not visible, but there is no one to come in. She does not have the idea of ​​broadcasting live in front of everyone.

He looked at her and could only see her long eyelashes and her pretty little nose. "Do you think the president's office just has a name? Do people come in without knocking?"

Qiao Mu thought, and yes, whoever rushed to the door without knocking, is it enough to stay here?

In this case, she also ignored the man behind her on her waist and took a small red book from her pocket. She opened it.

After a month and a half, after a long time, her mood changed a lot, maybe both of them are changing.

When they first got along, they spent every day in the quarrel. At that time, his poison tongue was dying, and he did not miss any chance to damage her. Now, he thought that he had not damaged her for a long time.

I remember that when I entered the Civil Affairs Bureau to register for marriage, she was actually not willing. Just because of the constraint of the sale of the deed, she could not resist and could not resist.

Even when the photo was taken at the time, it was not because of the marriage registration, but the man next to her smiled too well, and her heart was not convinced.

Looking at this photo now, she had an inexplicable warmth in her heart.

He and she both smiled so happy in the photo, as if they were really a loving couple, looking at the marriage certificate, she suddenly came up with the idea of ​​wanting to live with Xi Muqiao forever.

She was shocked by her own thoughts and her ears were red.

"What the wife thinks, the ears are shy..."

The man's hot breath passed over her ear, and itchy. She shrank her neck and turned her head to push Muchao's face. When she touched his skin, her fingertips shrank.

She knew that the man wanted it again. It was not easy for him to touch her last night.

She is not very willing, not because she is in the office, but there is no An~quan~T. Yesterday she has already eaten ~yun~ medicine, and certainly can't eat it today.

That thing has had side effects, plus her palace cold, she is afraid that she will really be pregnant in the future.

Although Gong Han is not unable to carry yun, but the chance is somewhat low, but in case of what to do, she is not prepared to be a mother.

Her thoughts turned thousands, but he slid and hugged her into the lounge, and Xu was really anxious. When he was halfway, he closed his lips and sealed her lips.

Qiao Mu slammed his eyes wide. If she refused, she did not say anything. The man has already acted. The key is that he doesn't have to look at the road. What should he do when he hits the wall?

Putting the little lady on chuang, smashed the light, and the wife's body was buried in his dark quilt, and the white was heart-wrenching.

This is even more stimulating his nerves, and the shackles are cheaper. When Joe Mu closed his eyes and accepted his life, he left.

The pressure on his body disappeared, and his smell was also a lot faded. Qiao Mu opened his eyes and looked at the bathroom. What happened, the sun hit the west side, this man actually stopped the car at the crucial moment!

She pulled the quilt over and covered her body, her eyelashes trembled, and she rubbed the frosted glass of the bathroom, as if she could pull the glass out of two big holes.

Mom, this dead man is leaving at a crucial moment, but she is uncomfortable by his embarrassment!

Feeling the emptiness from the body, Qiao Mu shamelessly blushes, she holds her hot face and deeply buried in the pillow.

God, this must not be true, not true!

She actually wanted to let him go back quickly, and the body told her clearly that she needed him. It was really a long-term metamorphosis with Xi Muqiao. She also became swaying!

Xi Muqiao is more uncomfortable than her, and she is about to explode. If Huo Mingyang said that his wife is kidney-dead, he will not let her go. He really feels the meaning of Bai Juyi's poem.

Spring is bitter and short, and the king is not early.

This kind of thing, you can't touch it. After you touch it, you can't stop it, especially if you are on the tip of your heart.

Half an hour later, Xi Muqiao came out.

Qiao Mu was buried in the quilt and only showed his small head. Some worried, "Uncle, are you going to take a cold shower?"

Xi Muqiao elegantly put on his shirt, and the button was buttoned from top to bottom. He gave her a look. The little **** knows a lot, and also knows the cold shower.

The corner of his mouth smacked a smile that reversed the sentient beings. The eyebrows seemed to bloom in peach blossoms. "Is there a wife, I am the kind of person who will not be able to go with myself?"

Qiao Mu smoked his mouth and really didn't want to expose him. When you got there, you suddenly got up and went to take a shower.