Chapter 124: Peony flowers are dead and ghosts are also Merry

Hey, come out?
On the other end of the phone, He Miao and Qiu Ning came from a smirk of laughter. He Miao said, "Hey, this is a small win, so you are finished or not?"
Qiu Ning rushed and said, "That is, if we haven't started, we will hang up, you can have a little time, you are going to take the exam tomorrow, don't come to bed when you don't!"
Qiao Mu smashed toward the bathroom and roared. "You two stinks. You can't do it anymore. I want to hang around all the time in my head. I have to hurry up. Uncle is sick, I have to wait for him!"
There was another look at the other side, "Oh ~, understand, wait on the wait, oh oh!"
Qiao Mu didn't want to talk to the two little babies who were full of yellow eyes. He hung up the phone and took the bath towel and flew toward the bathroom. "Come on, uncle, you can't come out, you have a cold. Not good yet!"
She pushed a door open and stuffed the towel into it. "Uncle Uncle, here, hurry up!"
A warm handcuffed her wrist, her heartbell bells, and quickly regained her hand, but the men and women were too disparity, she was suddenly smashed into it.
She stood firm and held the towel in front of her. "Great big...uncle, give you a bath towel!"
Xi Muqiao did not pick up, did not speak, approached her step by step, the burning black scorpion stared at her motionless.
Qiao Mu's eyes quickly swept to the next aim, and quickly spread the towel around him, covering the key parts, "Uncle, you are holding yourself!"
"I am a little hot!"
"That must be that you have a fever again, walk around, and take medicine quickly!"
Xi Muqiao held her in her arms. She put her on the wall. The cool touch made her shudder. She looked straight into his eyes and smiled. "Uncle, you put my pajamas." It’s wet.

"Well, wet clothes are not good for your body, take off!"
After all, he went to take off Joe’s pajamas, and Joe Mu quickly released his handkerchief to pick up his pajamas.
Xi Muqiao took off her pajamas' hand, and the black scorpion picked up slightly, and the corner of her lips smirked. He held the wall with one hand and held it up against Joe Mu’s body. The bath towel around his waist was The gap between the two bodies slowly slipped.
Qiao Mu coveted and glanced down, so what looked clearly, she quickly turned to face the wall, two small hands covering her face, screaming, "Ah, ah, Xi Muqiao, you are exposed? I am not letting you hold it yourself, lying in the trough, I will have a long eye!"
Xi Muqiao chuckled and leaned forward to resist her, and put her firmly on the wall, burning hot and screaming in her ear. "You are my wife, not long-eyed."
Joe Mu yelled at him, not angry, said, "Hurry up!"
He snorted and his voice was low and hoarse. "Mrs. Don't move, you move on, I can't guarantee what I am doing next time."
The touch on the back waist is very clear, and Qiao Mu’s voice is trembled.
Uncle, you take a deep breath, don’t be excited, you are not sick yet!

Xi Muqiao took a sip of her earlobe and tightened her to herself. "That was before you came back. When you come back, the whole person is fine."
The swaying light hit the two people, and the space full of water mist gradually blended into the thick 暧mei breath, and the temperature was rising, Jo Mu could feel the breath of the person behind him.
She already felt that the big hand was pulling her own pajama pants. She held the hand with her backhand and was very flustered. "Uncle, don't you say that you are sick and don't have that energy?"
Xi Muqiao was buried in her neck, arrogant, vaguely said, "It is noon, now it is night, physical strength has recovered."
Qiao Mu twisted his head and screamed. "No, no, it's not perfect. If you relapse, what should you do? Wait for you to do it again!"
"Have you ever heard of peony flowers and ghosts?"
Xi Muqiao has pulled her pajama pants down halfway. He took it off, and Joe Mu went up again. She was crying, Mom, you don’t want to fall on me if you want to die!
"If you really die on me, I don't have to pay for it!"
Xi Muqiao smiled and half joked. "Then I will give you a paper. If I really die on you, you don't have to take any responsibility!"
Qiao Mu’s life was licking his pajama pants, and Xi Muqiao did not take off. He straightened his hand in. Her legs were soft, and she suddenly thought of the crotch she bought.
She yelled, "stop and stop, Uncle Uncle, I still have a gift for you!"
Xi Muqiao’s movements kept quiet, and he chuckled.
Little bastard, lie to me?

Qiao Mu’s voice was crying.
No, no, really, there is a gift, I have not finished it!

"Really?"
Qiao Mu nodded like garlic, "Really true."
Who knows that his head has been buried again, "Let's see it again!"
"Hey, uncle, look at you first, I will pick it up for you, you will love it!" She will soon be unable to stand up, if she is not wearing a hand around her waist, she Keep out and sneak out to the ground.
Xi Muqiao raised his head and raised his eyebrows. Anyway, his wife couldn’t run anymore. Let’s take a look at it.
He let go of her thin waisted hand and slammed it on the sharp buttocks. Then he took it out, and he tried to lick it. "Go!"
Qiao Mu went out to the door and did not forget to mention a pair of pajama pants. The was touched by Xi Muqiao, so she made her face red. She suddenly felt that she should not come back today. It is.
Xi Muqiao glared at his wife while running and mentioning the pants. He remembered the morning when he first saw his wife. The wife also ran the pants while she was running, and shouted that we slept each other for a night!
Looking back, the lazy laughter overflowed from his throat, his eyebrows seemed to be full of peach blossoms, and the corners of the lips were so high and shocking.
Qiao Mu was numb by his laughing scalp, secretly swearing this man!
When Xi Muqiao just lifted his foot, he remembered that the bath towel brought by his wife fell off the ground. He looked down and looked at his body. He was still very excited and his wife was shy. He must not go out like this.
He took a lap and saw his wife's pink bath towel. He had a hook on the corner of his face, his long arm stretched out, took it, sniffed under the nose, and smelled the shower gel on his wife. He was around his waist and went out.
"Uncle is watching, I bought it for you, you like it or not!"
Joe Mu turned the red little box out of the bottom of the closet. When he turned around, he saw Xi Muqiao who came over. She looked down and saw the small box in her hand stunned.
"Ah, ah, Xi Muqiao, how can you do this, this is my bath towel, hey, my little powder!"