Chapter 121: She really missed him.

After all, the season began to move up and down, her long hair was smashed to the side, and buried in her white neck.
The numbness between the neck made her shudder and felt the big hand that slowly moved down from her stomach. Her eyes trembled. She was afraid, she didn't expect the season to really dare.
She is busy saying, "Let's wait."
The seasons are not lifted, the voice is stuffy, "Can't wait."
Drop the glass and push him. "You get up first, I take off my clothes!"
Ji Su suddenly raised his head, and Peach Blossoms smiled. "Really? Have you figured it out?"
"Yes, I figured it out." The small hand of the glass touched his chest and smiled.
The quarters stood up slightly, and the two legs squatted on both sides of her legs. The woman was very shrewd. He was still vigilant. He smiled at his lips and looked at the buttons on the neckline.
He smiled, completely relaxed his vigilance, and bowed his head to take off her little leather pants. At the same time, the falling calf kicked in the crotch of the quarter.
"嗷-"
Falling a glass and pushing him away, standing on chuang, he kicked him a few feet until he slammed him down.
She jumped off chuang, the white tender little hand patted the face of the red face, and smiled, "Ah, swearing the slab, still want to go to the aging mother, this time the old lady will not make you swear!"
After that, turn around and leave.
Ji Su was on the ground, and his body was arched into a shrimp-like shape. The red face began to appear with fine sweat. His eyes glared at the glass and opened the door.
His painful face was mixed with anger, his eyes were cracked, and he was smashing toward the door. His voice was broken. "Lie! You are waiting for Laozi, I must be on you!"
The button on the glass button buckled, smirked, and ignored his threat.
If it was eight years ago, she would definitely follow him, but now, it is impossible. She does not want to be entangled with him at all.
Linyi Bay did not allow foreign vehicles to enter. The taxi was stopped by the guard room. Qiao Mu had to get off the bus here. Fortunately, there was a spare car in the guard room. The guards sent Qiao Mu to the front of the villa.
Standing in front of the villa's gate, Qiao Mu did not rush to ring the doorbell, the winter sun shone through the bare tree, and shattered down on her, her face jumping wildly.
She smiled awkwardly. For two weeks and fourteen days, she finally came back. When she left, her heart was gray and full of anger. When she came back, she smiled and laughed.
She tightened her bag and pushed the doorbell. She lifted her foot and let her little face be completely printed on the video. She opened her mouth cheerfully.
"Wang Hao, I am back, open the door!"
After a dozen seconds, the heavy carved iron slowly moved away. Qiao Mu couldn't wait for the iron gate to open, and he ran in.
Wang Hao had already waited at the door, and saw Joe Mu came, and hurriedly greeted him.
"Oh, my wife, you are finally back. Wang Hao can want to die, come in quickly, want to eat at noon, Wang Hao will do it for you."
Qiao Mu cordially took Wang Hao’s shoulder.
Of course it’s the golden silk carp ball made by Wang Hao. I have eaten a lot these days, but none of them are delicious.

Wang Yule’s mouth is not close.
It’s really sweet, good, Wang Hao will do it for you at noon.

Qiao Mu put down his bag and took a lap. She asked, "Wang Hao, my uncle?"
"Oh, Mr. has been ill for a few days, and he has not gone to the company. He has been resting upstairs. I just told you that you are back. I guess he will be down right away."
"sick?"
"No, it has to be four days. It has a fever and burned to forty degrees. It is also an injection and a medicine. Nothing can be eaten, and a big circle is lost..."
Still can't finish Wang Hao, Qiao Muzhen began to run upstairs.
Just turned around, I saw that Xi Muqiao, wearing a beige home dress, opened the door. He heard the sound and looked up.
Joe Mudun stayed in the footsteps and fixedly looked at the man who was long and standing. She had never seen him wearing a light-colored dress. It was a serious illness, his face was pale, and the whole person was a little bit domineering. Hey, a little more warm and elegant.
I didn't see you for two weeks, she really missed him.
Gradually, her eyes were filled with water vapor, with a hint of grievances, a grievance, and a hint of excitement.
Xi Muqiao’s heart slammed and just wanted to lift his foot and walked over. Qiao Mu had already flown over, and he jumped lightly on him, circled his neck, and his voice was crisp and crisp,
Uncle!

He quickly reached out and hugged a full body, his cheeks licked her soft hair, and the arc of the lips swelled a little, and the voice was hoarse. "Is it finally come back?"
Joe Mu lifted his leg around his waist and turned his head back to his cheek. "Come back, come back!"
He chuckled, like holding a child, hugged her back with one hand and took her back to the room.
"Uncle, are you sick?"
Qiao Mu extended his small hand, tried the temperature of his forehead, and tried his own, and said to himself, "It seems that there is still some enthusiasm, I will give you medicine!"
She struggled to get down, and she was not allowed. He kissed her cheek and kissed her with a hoarse voice. "Hey, let me hold for a while."
Qiao Mu did not move, his squatting on his shoulder, the arm around his neck was tight, and the smell on his body made her feel safe.
Feeling the action of Qiao Mu, Xi Muqiao's long-lost thoughts seemed to find a moored harbor. Finally, the dust settled. His eyelashes fell silently on the eye socket, and the arc of the lips turned from shallow to deep.
He thought of a word in the day, one of the most wonderful things in the world is that when you hug a person you love, she actually holds you tighter.
His voice was hoarse and a little bit sloppy. "Mrs, sorry."
Qiao Mu did not speak, still lying on his shoulders, her big eyes screaming, screaming, said, "It’s okay, uncle, actually counted, how are I taking advantage of it, you smashed me, but eat It’s a big loss.

He chuckled, "Do you think so?"
"What can I do if I can't open it? A paper marriage certificate will lock me to death, plus the sale contract, oh..."
Xi Muqiao was silent, did not answer, he did not want to admit, the wife's sentence made him feel very uncomfortable, after a moment, he asked, "Is there any thought of me?"
"Have!"
A word instantly dispelled the haze in his heart. His lips smacked a smile. He licked his cheek, and if he had caught a cold and was afraid of transmitting it to her, he would definitely put her in his arms. Her pro-face is red and panting.
"Uncle, how can you get sick, Wang Hao said that you have a fever of forty degrees!"
The big hand gently glared at her back, his emotions were unclear, and the faint road was "cool."