Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey

Xi Muqiao did not fall asleep immediately, his eyes have been falling on Qiao Mu's face.

Exquisite facial features, familiar can not be cooked again, but Xi Muqiao greedily read over and over again, that is, I feel that I don’t think enough.

After tomorrow, Jiangcheng may set off a very big storm because of this incident. As a person in the center of the storm, her pressure can be imagined.

She can't care what others say about her, but he cares.

In the early ninth, the erythema on the face of Yan Qian’s body has already receded, and Xi Muyan agreed to leave the hospital.

In fact, Qian Qian was able to leave the hospital long ago, but he did not feel relieved and insisted that the child recover before he was discharged.

The shocking erythema of the past few days has faded a lot. If you look closely, you can still see the faint red mark. The enthusiasm that Xi Muyan has been lingering in his heart finally spit out.

There was no shackles on her son's face, or she was a little cute and cute.

Hospital people come and go, even if they are low-key, they are still found in the family who have recently entered the hospital.

I don't know who passed it out. Many people know that the little guy who lives in the senior vip ward is a little grandson who suddenly has more family members.

The reporters of various roads have been sent out and have been stationed around the hospital.

Fortunately, no one in the advanced vip ward area can enter or leave. The reporter has exhausted his mind and has not successfully entered the senior ward area to inquire about the news.

For journalists who want to get a hand in the hospital, Xi Muqiao can make them all go.

But this time, Mu Muqiao did not pay attention to them, as long as they did not bother Qian Qian's recuperation, let them stay in the hospital for how long.

Huo Mingyang came to the ward every day and complained that there were more reporters in the hospital than the patients, which seriously disturbed the order of the hospital.

Every time I didn’t finish it, I was beaten out by Xi Muyan.

Today the little guy was discharged from the hospital, and Xi Muqiao and Qiao Mu came to pick it up.

Xi Muqiao thinks that he came alone. After all, if Joe Mu’s identity is exposed, it will definitely bring her a very big change.

But Qiao Mu insisted on coming. Since Xi Muqiao made this decision, she could not let all the pressure of public opinion on him. She wanted to share it for him.

After spending so long with Xi Muqiao, she also learned some things from Xi Sufei from Yuan Sufei's mouth.

When Grandma said that Xi Muqiao was also a poor child, she did not understand it until then when her mother-in-law said that he was a child.

She is shocked, Xi Muqiao, the proud son of the sky, can be called darkness in his youth, no wonder his character is so cold and faint, and even some...small metamorphosis.

Her husband, these years, is really not easy, shouldering the burden of the family, she is very distressed by her husband, she does not want to make him so hard.

He has always sheltered her from the wind and rain. Now, she also wants to help him share what he can.

Qiao Mu's equipment can be regarded as very complete, the down jacket with long ankles blocked her body shape, with a mask hat, and sunglasses that cover the big face, the whole face is covered.

Before going out, Xi Muqiao and Wang Hao looked at Qiao Mu for a long time. They didn't recognize the two people who stayed with Joe all day, let alone those reporters.

Qiao Mu looked at the mirror for a long time, and was very satisfied with the dress that she could not recognize herself.

In the hospital, Xi Muyan once again weaved a lie that is very attractive to children.

Daughter-in-law, you will continue to write a letter to the peace of the universe, let your aunt give you a mother for a while, and you will be obedient, or you will be angry.

The children of Qian Qiang almost madly worshipped their own peace of the universe, and promised a small head.

Ever since, for the children of Qian Qian, the aunt and the aunt became father and mother.

The reporter’s thief is not only guarded at the main entrance of the hospital, but even the back door of the hospital is stationed.

However, this has no effect on Xi Muqiao and Qiao Mu. They personally came to pick up Qian Qian today to sit down on the fact that Qian Qian is the son of Xi Mu Qiao.

The more reporters you come, the better for them.

I am afraid that the reporter is too crazy to accidentally hurt Joe Mu, and Xi Muqiao arranged several bodyguards to prevent the reporter from being too close to Qiao Mu.

Breaking through the layers of people, finally came to the ward.

It’s a good time to leave the hospital. The little guy is wearing a red jacket and a red hat. He ignores the prints that haven’t faded. The little face is like a freshly peeled egg, slippery.

"Yu Qian will be jealous for a while, kneeling on his shoulders, without the permission of the embarrassment, not allowed to look up."

The little guy leaned his head and looked at the high-altitude Xi Muqiao. The little brow was screwed into a small valley and corrected. "It’s Dad."

Xi Muqiao frowned. "Yes... yes, hey is wrong, it’s Dad."

Xi Muyan took the hand of Qiao Mu and looked at the tightly-knit Qiao Mu of the package. He sighed. "I am sorry for the little nephew. I have to do it for you and my brother."

Qiao Mu knows that she is not easy in these years. She is squatting on her shoulders and squinting at her. "How big is it, even if I am not your nephew, I am a good sister, I have to help you, who is who." ”

Xi Muyan has mixed feelings in his heart. The more he does, the less he knows what to say.

Packing up things, Wang Hao and Xi Muyan took Qian Qian's clothes and toys, and Xi Mu Qiao held Qian Qian in his arms, and Qiao Mu held his arm on one side.

As soon as I went out of the hall of the hospital, it seemed like a blasted pot. The reporters from all walks of life rushed over here, and all the ears were screaming at the camera.

Fortunately, some of the bodyguards of Gao Mada stopped on both sides, and the reporters could only be anxious.

"Mr. Xi, excuse me, is this child your child?"

Xi Mu Qiao kept his eyes on it and continued to move forward, a cool opening. "I thought I was showing it very clearly."

The reporters around took a breath of air, although they had already guessed it, but they really surprised them by hearing the exact answer from Xi Muqiao.

"Mr. Xi, is this the mother of the child?"

Xi Muqiao glanced at the arm that was held by Qiao Mu. His voice was still very cool. "I don't see my eyes when I grow up?"

"This lady, when did you give birth to your child?"

“How old are you this year?”

"..."

Qiao Mu deliberately bolded the voice, in addition to the age, one by one to answer the reporter.

The more this is the case, the more unsatisfied the reporter is, and gradually people begin to let go, and a little bit challenge the maturity of Xi Muqiao.

"Mr. Xi, why did you hide the mother and son in the past few years because they are affectionate and illegitimate children, will you discredit the image of your public figures?"

Xi Muqiao's footsteps, handsome brows, chilly cold eyes like a skate knife straight shot to the reporter.