Chapter 184: I don’t want to be pregnant, I just say why I ruin myself.

After listening to what he wanted, Qiao Mu went up to the pig liver color. If he could, he really wanted to slap the big pervert.
What is the inch? Please see Xi Muqiao! What is stinky? Look at Xi Muqiao!
"Sim Muqiao, you don't want to be too much, we are so husband and wife, let you help with the signature and photos you have to talk about conditions, it is shameless no lower limit!"
Qiao Mu grinned and slammed the leather seat. If she had a knife in her hand, she would definitely not hesitate to take the knife off - the smashing of his Italian handmade leather seat!
Xi Muqiao seems to have heard something funny, and he smiled low and dumbly. He pointed his finger at the steering wheel and made a squeaking sound.
"The wife just said that we are husband and wife. Since it is a husband and wife, it is not too much to ask some of the couple's life."
Qiao Mu was defeated, and he thought about telling him the truth, and he was convinced by virtue. He did not expect to fall into the pit he had dug.
Back to the Linyi Bay Villa, simply confessed to Wang Hao a few words, Xi Muqiao directly smashed Joe Mu upstairs.
When the door was closed, Xi Muqiao was as crazy as he was, and he directly put Qiao Mu on the carpet. His hot big hand slowly climbed up from her warm little waist.
Qiao Mu is like a dying rain, gasping for a big mouth, she can't understand why she didn't touch her for so long, but she was like crazy when she touched her, and her heart was so mad.
At a critical juncture, Qiao Mu shouted, "Uncle, measures."
Xi Muqiao took her for a few seconds and turned over. He pulled the cabinet and took out a small box. He picked up his eyebrows in the next second and turned to knock down a few boxes against Joe.
Qiao Mu's expression was a stiff, a small mouth, and his heart screamed.
Xi Muqiao leaned over and took her to Chuang. He was black and pointed to his lower body. "Mrs. I have already done this. I must be out."
Qiao Mu sighed and sighed. It is unrealistic to let him go out and buy it now. It’s a pity that it’s such a good opportunity tonight, but it’s a shame to do it!
Half a ring, she let go, "You, come on."
Her palace is cold, and her chances are low. In addition, she will come to her aunt soon, with a lower probability.
So, should it be okay?
At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, I began to toss until 2 o'clock in the morning. Qiao Mu really kept his promise, letting Xi Muqiao turn her over like a salted fish.
At five o'clock in the morning, after Joe Mu went to the bathroom, his mouth was very dry and he poured a glass of water.
Although she was thinking about the low probability of holding Yun, she was still worried that she would not be afraid of 10,000. If she wanted to go, she would cripplely pull out the small tablet from her bag.
She looked at the plate to avoid ~yun~ medicine, which has already lost two tablets. She also knows that this thing will not be yun, and she thinks that her own palace is cold. She stares at the tablets in her hand and hesitates.
"doing what?"
There was a voice coming from behind, scared Joe Mu, and the medicine in his hand fell directly to the ground.
She had a stiff back and quickly bent down to kneel.
But in the end it was a step late, a big hand with a distinct knot, she picked up the ~yun~ medicine.
She groaned in her heart, and her face blew open, and her face turned white.
Because Joe Mu has night blindness, when resting at night, Xi Muqiao will drive two sleep lights, one is that she is afraid of black, and the other is to prevent her from accidents when she gets up at night.
Around the dim light, Xi Muqiao still saw the words on the back of the plate.
Avoiding ~yun~ medicine is like a hammer, deeply piercing his eyes, slamming his heart, hitting his eyes with Venus, dizzy.
But when he saw that there were three empty eggs, the heart suddenly cooled down.
His eyes trembled, and his white hand reached out to Qiao Mu, his voice was floating, and there was some disillusionment in this silent night, some unreal.
Qiao Mu slowly raised his hand and spread his palm, putting the medicine in his hand.
Xi Muqiao took over and turned into the bathroom. Qiao Mu grabbed the hair with annoyance. If he didn't die, he would not die. This time it was really finished.
In the bathroom, Xi Muqiao stood in front of the toilet and shuddered. He took the plate away from the ~yun~ medicine and threw it into the toilet, then rushed down.
His hands were weak and he was hanging on his side, his eyes were low, his eyelashes left a shallow crease in his deep eye sockets, and as the pill was washed down, his tight eyes were red.
Qiao Mu turned to look at the bathroom, standing in the same place and did not dare to move, she licked her lips, she knew that the uncle was angry.
Ten minutes later, Qiao Mu stood up and began to numb, and Xi Muqiao finally came out.
She wants to call an uncle, but it is not yet open, but the man has taken her hand to go to Chuang.
He didn't look at her, only the light voice that couldn't hear a hint of emotion was floating. "I don't want to talk about it, why is it so bad?"
Joe Mu glared at his chilly side face and his lips squirming. After all, he didn't say anything.
He still hugged her to sleep, as before, Joe Mu did not dare to move in his arms, even if she was uncomfortable in this position.
He did not show anger, and some just had a light expression and voice, but she knew that he was angry.
She doesn't know how to explain it, maybe she doesn't say anything, it is the best solution.
There was a steady breathing of the man's head, with a strong hypnotic atmosphere, like a soft feather, like a sweep of her disordered heart.
As her breathing gradually stabilized, the man slowly opened his eyes, and the black scorpion reflected the soft orange warm light, but how could not turn the gloom of his shackles.
At 8 o'clock in the morning, Qiao Mu woke up and turned to look at the side, where it was already empty, reaching out and feeling cold.
She succumbed to the chuang for ten minutes, and she was dressed in chuang.
Before the table, Qiao Mu did not see Xi Muqiao in a circle, she asked, "Wang Hao, my uncle."
"Mr. went to work, left at seven o'clock, didn't eat breakfast."
Joe Mu sighed low and sighed. The sandwich that had been dried up in the past few minutes was pinched in his hand for ten minutes, and it was only a corner.
The uncle must be particularly angry. In the past, no matter how early he went out, he would leave a note for her, or send her a text message to explain it, but this time he did not say anything, so he left.
She was a little helpless, and she didn't know how to marry him. This time, it wasn't as spoiling as she used to be, she could sneak past, let alone her, now she still has a face to spoil him.
After eating half a sandwich, Bacon didn't eat it, and the milk drank half a cup. She left the table and said goodbye to Wang Hao, then went out with her bag.
Xi's Group General Meeting Room.
Xi Muqiao had a rare fire at the regular morning meeting. This anger was not too small, affecting half of the top.
boom--
He threw the folder on the conference table, his face was cold, his coldness was like sweeping, and he swept across the crowd.