Chapter 151: How can I be willing to kill you?

After the incident, Xi Muqiao put a bath in the water, picked up the half-dead Joe Mu into the bathroom.
Qiao Mu did not have the strength to resist, did not dare to resist, she was hungry, she was tossed by Xi Muqiao in the middle of the night, and lost half of her life!
She allowed Xi Muqiao to help her bathe up and down. She glanced at the man with a dazzling eye. He felt that he was particularly perverted, and he was gloomy and smiled for a while, so she was very cautious.
He smiled at her. "Where does my wife look at me, do you think I am particularly handsome?"
Ah, this man is really a shame!
Joe Mu silently removed his gaze and didn't mean to talk to him, let him help wash his hair.
Xi Muqiao didn't want to let her go. She gently licked her hair and asked again. "Does the wife think that I am particularly handsome?"
She knew that the man was stubborn and had to lick his lips. "Yes-"
As soon as she opened her mouth, she was shocked. Her voice was hoarse and unsatisfactory!
Her posture with her head down was a little uncomfortable. She wanted to change her position. Xi Muqiao kept her down and said, "Oh, I haven’t finished my hair, I’m careful to get it in my eyes."
She did not move, the corner of her eyes slid to the man's long legs, she actually hated the man's body hair, but Xi Muqiao's leg length is just right, adding a bit of masculine sex.
After washing the little wife, Xi Muqiao wrapped her in a bath towel, picked her up and put it on the sink. He picked up a soft bath towel and wiped the water on her body.
After drying it, he dried his hair and he took her into the bed.
The little man in his arms was soft and fragrant, which made him very happy. He looked at the white face and his eyes were crying.
He kissed her eyes with pity, and the big hand pressed her small willows lightly, alleviating her soreness.
"Mrs, talk to me."
Qiao Mu licked her eyelids, she was hungry and tired, and she didn't want to talk to him at all.
But the president’s adult has spoken, she can only obey, her voice is very small, "What?"
"are you hungry?"
When I mentioned this, I came to the air. She said with a slap in the face, "Not hungry!"
The voice just fell, a burst of screams came from the quilt, Qiao Mu's eyes pumped, smashed, his uncle, this slap hit the face hurts!

Is the wife hungry?

Qiao Mu determined that the man was deliberate. He thought he would say that he was hungry and went to eat something, but he did not expect the man to play cards according to common sense.
"If you are hungry, you will have to wait for breakfast tomorrow morning."
Joe Mu suddenly burst into tears, and sadness has become a river...
Mom, this stinky man who kills a thousand knives!
She buried her small face in a soft pillow and said with a weak voice, "Sim Mucho, I don't see you bullying!"
He was afraid that she was boring, and her face was straightened, and the light was softly said. "My husband said that if you don't give you food, you will never give you food, as a punishment for your guilt."
After a pause, he whispered softly and said, "And if you make another fuss in the future, you will not be able to get off the next morning. Mrs., do you think my punishment is particularly good, huh?"
Qiao Mu looked at the man who smiled in front of him with a horror. He only felt that he was chilling. If he was so abnormal, he would say so light and light!
Ok, good guys!
She thinks that Xi Mu Qiao is really getting more and more abnormal!
Just on chuang, Xi Muqiao was like a crazy general tossing a big half-stay, she really had an illusion that she would be killed by Xi Muqiao.
She bit her teeth and sweared a few words, yelling at him, "I, no, want!"
His eyebrows slowly opened, and the big hand with her small waist was violently tightened, and she suddenly turned over and bullied, and buried her in her neck again.
"Why is the wife's memory bad? It doesn't matter, the husband makes you feel more profound."
Joe Mu was so scared that his face was white, and he wowed and pushed him.
He snorted and licked her incompetence. A big hand easily twisted her thin little wrist and pressed it over her head, and buried it in her neck again.
She was dumb and weeping low, "Sim Mucho, I will be killed by you!"
The vague voice of the man accompanied by the rough breath. "Mother is so stupid, how can I be willing to kill you."
"..."
In the middle of the night, in the dimly lit bedroom, the orange sleep light hits the red chuang, rendering a room, in addition to the man's rough breath and the woman's gasp, there is a sentence of dialogue.

Is it still okay?

"No, no."
"Mrs. I still can't help you?"
"No, no, no."
"be good."
"..."
At five o'clock in the morning, Xi Muqiao let go of her already confused, long fingers picking away the tears in her eyes, looking at the shadow under her eyes, gently caressing her back, let her sleep.
She twisted her small head in his arms and found a comfortable posture, and muttered a dream.
"Again, no more..."
The black jade-like black skull reflected her tearful face. He held up her little hand, and her thin lips kissed her thin and tender fingers, and the cold lines on her face slowly softened.
Eight o'clock in the morning.
"Brother, how can you not get a bed with a little sister? This is eight o'clock!"
Xi Muyan grinned, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, boringly pressing the remote control.
She knew that the little scorpion had a winter vacation, and she had come to see her early in the morning, but it had been waiting for an hour, and she had not yet got up.
Xi Muqiao gently took a sip of morning tea and gave her a look. She was very dissatisfied with her to disturb the world of him and his wife.
My wife is so hard to stay at home. I wanted to be able to live a two-person world safely and have a romantic candlelight dinner. It’s really disappointing to think that this girl’s morning is coming out.

How are you doing in France?

Xi Muyan turned a blind eye. "Hey, the young master finally remembered the little girl, I am, I have come back for three days. You didn't even go home to see me, is it my brother?"
Xi Muqiao returned to her coldly, "No."
She immediately rushed over and asked her face with a mysterious look. "Are you a mother or a adopter? Let me say, I will keep it secret for you!"
"You guessed it wrong, you are a mother."
She passed over the face of Xi Muqiao. "Cut, lie to you, you lick my face, I know that I am a mother!"
"Xi Mu Yan."
"Yep?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly. "You haven't seen it for more than three years. You are more arrogant!"
Xi Muyan immediately retracted his hand and laughed twice. "Which, there is, I have only been unable to see my eldest brother for so long, I miss you very much, hehe."
Xi Muqiao no longer ignored her, her eyes removed from her face, and she concentrated on the financial morning newspaper in her hand.
She licked her mouth, and her brother was as boring as ever. She threw her remote control and stood up and went upstairs.
"I went to see if the little sister woke up."