Chapter 195: Today has expired

The heart's "pounding" acceleration accelerated.
"Screaming husband, eh?" There was a hint of temptation in the low magnetic voice, and the heart of the sultry person was soft and crisp.
Qiao Mianmian was shaking when he was touched.
In front of him was a man's beautiful and incredible face, listening to his sultry sound that made his ears pregnant, and his nose was full of the charm and charm of his body...
Qiao Mianmian seemed to be gutted, and the whole person was a little dizzy.
Her faces were hot, and her face was flushed like blood.
"Mo, Mo Yesi..."
Call him husband?
Ahhhhh.
I feel so ashamed.
Although according to the relationship on the marriage certificate, he is already her husband.
However, she really feels awkward and ashamed to ask her to call him that.
She felt... she couldn't scream.
"Well, baby, I'm here." The man moved closer, and Junmei's suffocating face was closer to her, and his voice was deeper and sultry.
Qiao Mianmian's small heart beat hard again.
Looking at the beautiful beauty in front of her, she swallowed and said, "I, I can't scream."
It really can't be called.
Think about it, it will feel particularly awkward.
"You didn't call, how do you know you can't call it."
"..."
"Two more calls, you get used to it. Be good, call your husband quickly."
Qiao Mianmian's face suffocated and wanted to cry: "I, I really can't scream. Can you give me some time."
Mo Yesi saw that she was about to cry because she was so anxious. Although she was a little disappointed, she did not force her any more: "Okay, I will give you some time. But I promised you, should you also satisfy me a little Claim?"
"What?" Qiao Mian sighed, blinking, and looked at him curiously.
Mo Yesi ticked his lips: "If you don't call your husband, then you will be called dear."
Qiao Mianmian: "..."
"Otherwise call your husband, you choose."
Qiao Mianmian: "..."
I feel ashamed of any title!
But by comparison, it seems to be "dear" a little better, not so difficult to tell.
"Okay, okay." She took a deep breath and bit her lip, holding back the shyness in her heart, and yelled very quietly, "Dear..."
The soft voice is charming.
Mo Yesi had an impulse almost instantly.
His eyes dimmed: "Baby, call it again, call it louder."
"My dear... well..."
Qiao Mianmian's lips were deeply kissed by the man, and the hot lips were like a fire, burning wildly on her lips.
He kissed deeply and hard.
Soon, the air in the mouth was stripped away, and even the air in the chest cavity became thinner and thinner under the men's increasingly strong strategy.
When Qiao Mianmian was about to suffocate, Mo Yesi let her go.
"baby."
The man's voice was dull and hoarse, with the that had not completely dispersed, and holding her face with one hand: "Do you remember our week's appointment. Are you ready?"
Qiao Mianmian, paralyzed in his arms, gasping: "!!!"
A week's appointment?
What a week's appointment?
The man's hoarse and voice sounded in her ear again: "Today has expired. Don't tell me, you are not ready yet."
This time, even if she was not ready, he did not intend to let her go.
When Qiao Mianmian remembered the so-called appointment of the week, she opened her eyes wide and was so nervous that her body was stiff.
Is this so fast?