Chapter 177: Catch up from heaven to hell

Wash with him?
Qiao Mu’s head is like a rattle. It’s a long time to take it with him.
The key is to wash together, how can she take pictures when he is out of the bathroom!
She threw the bath towel in his arms to him, pushed his arm and urged him, "Uncle, go wash it, it's more than ten o'clock, don't waste time!"
Xi Muqiao frowned. "What wastes time?"
"No, nothing, I mean it's so late, you can wash your sleep soon."
Xi Muqiao took a deep look at her, did not speak, turned and went to the bathroom, Joe Mu looked at his stalwart figure, a long breath.
After more than 20 minutes, under the long-awaited call of Qiao Mu, the beautiful man finally got out of the bath.
She pretended to play the mobile phone, but in fact, the camera aimed at his smashing shot, then threw the phone and took the towel in his hand to help him wipe his hair.
"Uncle, you are out."
Xi Muqiao sat in the rocking chair and let her wipe her hair.
Qiao Mu stood behind him, condescending, and looked at the muscle lines of his body, but the more excited he was, the man’s body was swollen.
The muscular chest muscles, the eight abs of the uplift, the perfect mermaid line, and then down, the forehead, can not be seen by the bath towel.
Xi Muqiao licked the manicured nails. "How is the wife so enthusiastic tonight, is it something I am sorry for?"
"No, no uncle, you know, I am embarrassed."
Xi Muqiao chuckled and asked again, "Is there really?"
"Really do not have."
Xi Muqiao suddenly got up, turned and walked to the bathroom, and Joe Mu waved a small towel behind him. "Uncle, I haven't finished the hair yet!"
The man did not answer, not much, the sound of the hair dryer came from the bathroom.
Qiao Mu twisted a small towel, why did she think that the uncle suddenly became angry?
And he asked what he meant, did you know that she sold his photos?
No, if the uncle knows, with his temper, he will never spare himself. He will definitely play a fight first, and then he will stand in the corner.
No longer think about it, she ran to Chuang and picked up her mobile phone and looked through the photos she just took.
The photos are all from Muhammad from the bathroom to the chuang side, but fortunately his movements are diverse, no way, she can only shoot this degree.
I picked out ten different angles. The photos of different movements were sent to me by the buyer, Xi Muqiao. Joe Mu threw the phone aside and waited for the buyer to reply.
After Xi Muqiao went to chuang, her long legs stretched out, her big ankle pushed her ass, pushed her to the side of Chuang, and said, "Go to the bath."
After that, he took the mobile phone on the chuang head cabinet.
After a while, his lips twitched high, and he glanced at the bathroom like a smile, then threw the phone, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.
In the next few days, Qiao Mu’s business was almost contracted by the person I called Xi Muqiao. The price went higher, from 300,000 at the beginning to 450,000 at the present.
Qiao Mu is collecting money and getting mad.
She never thought that she would make a fortune by selling photos of Mucho.
Another day, I sent a message to Xi Muqiao.
"Shu Muqiao's luo photo, one million."
Qiao Mu only heart for a second, then refused.
Just kidding, anyway, Xi Muqiao is her husband, she sold his photos is enough, how can we let others see her husband!
The information sent over there, the angry Joe Mu almost dropped the phone.
"Either give me a photo of Muo Qiao, or I will expose you. I believe that Xi Muqiao must be very interested in the people who sell him."
Joe’s face was red, and he’s panting, this person’s shameless face, she’s still selling trouble for herself!
If he really reveals himself to Xi Muqiao, she must not be able to run. Although it is sold online, if the uncle wants to check it, he will be able to detect it.
She began to be afraid. If she knows her behavior, she will kill her, hehe.
She really felt this one thing, what is called from heaven to hell.
One afternoon's practice was absent-minded. Qin war also saw that her mood was not high, thinking that she was uncomfortable and let her go home to rest early.
After returning home, she locked herself in the bedroom and was uneasy. Finally, she decided to take the initiative to confess to Xi Muqiao, saying something to say.
Frankly wide, resisting strictness.
I hope that Xi Muqiao knows that he can be merciful and rash.
Waiting until dinner time, Xi Muqiao did not come back, she touched the phone, gave him a call, but the phone actually sent a prompt that the other party could not answer.
The tight heart is even more restless. Uncle has never taken his own phone. Has the man already revealed her to the uncle?
If it is wrong, if it is revealed, the uncle will definitely come back to clean up her.
Wang Hao came out of the kitchen. "Mrs., Mr. Kobayashi’s assistant Kobayashi had called back and said that Mr. has entertainment tonight, so that the wife should not wait for him to eat."
Wen Yan, Qiao Mu's tight heart loosened a half.
Wang Hao did a lot of things she loved, but she had something in her heart. Even the best food was like chewing wax. Finally, she put down the chopsticks and took the bowl of the medicinal diet that was used to regulate the cold of the palace.
Wang Hao looked straight at the side and frowned. She asked with concern. "Is the wife sick, so little?"
Qiao Mu looked at her languidly and licked her lips. "Wang Hao, I am fine. You said that if I did something wrong, how would the uncle punish me?"
Wang Xiao said with a smile, "Mr. can't bear to punish his wife."
"But if I made a very serious mistake, would he hit me?"
"That won't. Don't look at Mr. Yan's usual coldness. It's never been beaten by anger. Is the wife making mistakes?"
Joe Mu scored a little finger, some guilty, "a little bit."
At ten o'clock in the evening, Xi Muqiao returned.
Hearing the sound, Joe Mu, sitting on the sofa, stood up from the sofa, ran over and took the coat scarf in his hand and hung it, and leaned over and took out the slippers at the feet of Xi Muqiao.
Xi Muqiao was not surprised by her series of actions. He licked her soft hair. "Mrs.
Joe Mu wants to laugh, but she can't laugh, she rushes to the kitchen.
"Uncle, have you had dinner, I am going to give you hot dishes."
"Ate."
Qiao Mu rushed to the footsteps of the kitchen and turned around. "That, then I am going to make coffee for you."
Xi Muqiao was stunned.
Five minutes later, Qiao Mu sent the coffee to the hands of Xi Muqiao, hands clasped on the small belly, standing on the sidelines, like a little maid waiting for the command.
"Uncle, you can taste it and drink it."
Xi Muqiao gently stirred the coffee and took a sip. He looked up at the small face he was expecting and hooked her finger.