Chapter 58: Was spit in a critical moment

He licked a few mouthfuls on Joe's red little mouth, and the sweat on his forehead slipped down his cheeks, his voice hoarse and dull.
"Little demon fine, is it going to kill your husband?"
The wine was scattered, and Qiao Mu was drunk and dying. If it wasn't for Mumo, she would put her on the wall. She would sneak out onto the ground. She buried her little head in the neck of Xi Muqiao, and curled up the long eyelashes. Sweeping on the man's warm skin, the small mouth constantly mourns the heat.
Xi Muqiao's body was very tight, and the eyelashes swept on his neck, like a feather sweeping his heart a little, making him itch. He allowed the little in his arms to be like a little cat. One is endless.
"I feel hot……"
He looked down at Qiao Mu, who was confused in his arms. He took a look at Qiao Mu, who was drunk into a muddy mud. He walked quickly to the chuang side with a long leg and threw the person inside and took off her shoes.
The cold chuang shop made Joe Mu snorted comfortably. She rolled like a child in the sheet, naughty from the bed to the other side, and then rolled back.
The mouth kept whispering hot, and the sweaty short hair swept through the pure white chuang single, leaving dark water marks.
When Xi Muqiao just opened the quilt on her body, she rolled it again. At the end of the day, the man was fired. He grabbed the chuang single and took Joe out. He saw that he would roll down and he Hurry to throw chuang alone, grab the tight-fitting warmth on the back of the little bastard.
It doesn't matter if this is a catch, he snorted and Xi Muqiao froze.
I don't know if it was because Joe Mu's nei clothing was old or because he bought the goods. The nei clothing belt was broken. Xi Mu Qiao's mouth was pumping and he looked at the moon and the murderous part of the little bastard. His eyes were dark and so good. The province has taken off.
He took Qiao Mu to the middle of the big chuang, a pair of sly dark eyes and tenderly looked at the little man on chuang, she was still shouting hot red mouth.
He no longer hesitated, leaned over and covered his head, bowed his head and gently kissed her cheek.
Qiao Mu side of the side, took a nap, and then, she opened the eyes of the water vapor, and violently pushed Xi Muqiao.
Xi Muqiao was not prepared and was pushed to her side.
"vomit……"
The world is quiet...
Xi Muqiao closed his eyes and felt the warmth of the moon. The complexion suddenly sank, and the smoldering fire disappeared without a trace. Mom, it is better not what he imagined.
But this is the case. He ran into the bathroom quickly, and the clothes were too late to come off. The sound of the water came from him. His face was distorted, his face was blue, and his eyes were filled with turbulent anger.
He slammed the xiong mouth, and the shower gel was wiped over and over again. The xiong mouth was reddened by the sputum, and the surface of the skin oozes red spots.
He is a dark face, gnashing his teeth, "damn little bastard!"
When he went out again, there was no culprit in Chuang. He was shocked and ran over and found the chaotic Joe Mu on the carpet of chuang.
She is very hot now, the carpet is cool, she feels very comfortable.
Xi Muqiao sighed with relief and slender eyes. He didn't mean to hold her up. Instead, he stretched out his big ankle and kicked his feet on Joe Mu's and kicked her aside.
"Dirty! Go and go! As a punishment, lie down first!"
He looked down at the redness before the murder, his face was gloomy again, and a cold light hit the unsuspecting culprit. He was uncomfortable on his body, and his head was full of vomit!
What's special, disgusting death! He is clean and clean!
I finally changed the chuang list. He directly smashed the little on the carpet. How far is the dyed smelly clothes in his hand, and how far he throws, watching the little bastard, his xing-sensing throat slides up and down. But there is not much reaction.
The mood was severely cloudy, and the body followed the rest of the food. Qiao Mu is now a Chinese cabbage for him.
He referred the cabbage to the bathroom, stuffed it into the bathtub, buttoned it, and put it in the water.
"Bide yourself!"
This room is the exclusive room of Xi Muqiao, and the decoration inside is naturally high-end, bath and a small pool.
Qiao Mu traveled comfortably inside and around, and finally tired, squatting on the edge of the bathtub, squinting at the comfortable, white jade feet in the water, splashing water on him, a cool The look of the incredible.
Xi Muqiao's arms and arms xiong rely on the front door, convulsive, quietly admiring his little mermaid, can't imagine the little idiot in front of him is the little who is charming on the stage.
Half a ring, the water has cooled, he took the bath towel, picked her up, she was not happy, fire, swearing at him, kicking him, but unfortunately resisted invalid, or was tightly embraced by the bag.
He didn't gently wipe the water droplets on Joe Mu's body. Joe was uncomfortable, opened his hand and kicked his arm. His depression was even more violent, sticking his fingers on her head. Bounced, the other hand picked up the towel and wiped her face. He was blue and his face was full of dissatisfaction.
"Death, did not let her husband cool, but also her husband to serve you!"
He turned and took the nightgown and put it on her. She was afraid that she was cold. She felt hot and took off. He put it on her again. She took it off again. His eyes were violent but helpless. She didn’t listen, she beat her. Ass, she looks pitiful.
He had a blue vein between his neck, and a little sweat on his forehead. He never felt so tired at the moment. He was afraid that she would catch the cold, and she would take her to wear a nightgown again. She would take off, his face. Distorted, angry roar.
"Can't be obedient!"
She actually had aggrieved, and looked at him poorly and nodded, then continued to bow down to solve the nightgown belt.
Xi Muqiao pinched his eyebrows and suddenly felt tired.
He opened the quilt, pushed her forward, and put the goose down on her neck. She stared at the big, dark eyes and looked at him quietly. The little watery look, Xi Muqiao felt that her heart was gone. .
He looked down, his nose tipped her nose, and kissed her lips. He asked softly, "What's wrong? If you look at your husband, do you think that your husband is particularly handsome?"
After spitting a bunch and taking a shower, Qiao Mu was sober now, but still confused, she looked very seriously at the deep and cold face of Xi Muqiao.
"Why do you spend five million to buy me?"