Chapter 205: I finished running on the soles of his feet.

Xi Muqiao's lips and hooks are old and high. For the wife to do what she wants next, my heart is more and more expecting. The wife just had a foot on it, and it was even more oily on the fire, which made him feel very tight.
For a while, I didn't wait for Joe Mu to come back. Xi Muqiao was a little stretched, and his body rose sharply.
Two minutes later, a bad premonition came to my mind. He pulled off the towel on his eyes and looked at the flames with a scorpion.
The bedroom was quiet, and at first glance, no one, the smile on his face retired.
He quickly went to chuang and went to the bathroom. It was empty. He couldn't believe it. He looked at the bedroom again and finally had to accept a fact.
After Joe Mu came to finish this little thing, the soles of his feet were smeared and ran!
Xi Muqiao’s handsome face was gloomy, and he looked down at the body that was about to explode, and his teeth were crunching.
The towel in his hand was twisted into a twist, and then he was unfolded, and the big hand grabbed the sides of the towel and forced it.
Stinging -
The towel that had been in his eyes for the last minute was dead in a moment, and Simu Joe threw two towels to one side, and the cold light in the black scorpion was revealed, and the smiling face was twisted.
Originally, she was going to perform on the stage the day after tomorrow. She was afraid that she couldn’t stand it. She didn’t want to toss tonight, but now he changed his mind.
Not only do you have to toss, but also make her half dead.
Xi Muqiao touched his chin, Jun Hao slightly converged, grace, begging for mercy!
I still don't know that Qiao Mu, who is in trouble, is rushing into the rooms where He Miao and Qiu Ning are located, opening the door, closing the door, and locking the lock in one go.
She leaned against the door, and the small fist clenched her hand, and her face was excited.
Seeing the two faces on chuang looking at her with a look of neuropathy, she condensed her expression, spread her arms and flew over to Chuang. "Little, let's sleep together tonight."
The two quickly picked up the quilt and prevented her from entering the bed.
He Miao poked her arrogant gang, "Spring is short, you don't have to accompany your long legs handsome Ouba?"
Qiao Mu shook his head. "You can't come to see it, of course, come with you."
Qiu Ning pushed her to Chuang. "You go back quickly. You are not happy with Mr. Xi. I tell you, the man who wants dissatisfaction is terrible. If it is implicated, it will be bad."
Qiao Mu grinned, his face was disdainful, and he couldn’t let go of the quilt. "You can pull it down and say that you have more experience."
Qiu Ning squatted, leaning over and looking at Qiao Mu, "I would like to ask Qiao Mu, you are despising me, although you are now a woman who has sex. Life is full of hunger, you are hungry, you Can you create a public anger?"
"No, you still have to go, we are very embarrassed to bother you in the world of two people. How can you let you sleep, obey, and go back to sleep with your long legs handsome Ouba."
He Miao pinches her face, smiles, and has a long-term heart.
Qiao Mu’s heart was so bad that this reason seems to be unable to move them.
But she couldn't tell them that she had put the fire on her face, and then lied to him to let him want to die. As a result, she slipped away and came to take refuge here.
Just want to speak again, it came to knock on the door.
Qiao Mu shook his body and looked at the door with horror.
Big things are bad, big perverts, killing!
Qiao Mu wants to hide in the quilt, but the two men hold the quilt tightly, and let her not enter the bed!
For a moment, the man’s low and heavy voice came in through the thick Nanmu door.
"Mrs. Your foot injury is still not good. I have to continue to massage tonight. I am not going to rehearse at 7:00 tomorrow morning. I will go back to the room and rest, and it will not be too late to play after the performance."
Mr. Xi said so, He Miao and Qiu Ning could not leave her to sleep together.
"Hurry, your husband is coming."
Qiao Mu was on Chuang, holding the two hands, his face smashed into the quilt, and the voice was stuffy. "Please, I really want to sleep with you. I don’t see each other for so many days. I want to die." It is."
The two still refused to move, took out their own hands, and pulled her under the quilt under the body. "You know what you want, just go back."
The man outside the door seemed to be anxious and began to knock on the door.
He Miao and Qiu Ning looked at each other. The next second, the two men smashed the quilt under the chuang, and the reluctant Qiao Mu came up from the chuang and walked toward the door.
Qiao Mu struggled with two people, his body fell, and he leaned back, not letting the two dragged her toward the door.
As a result, Qiao Mu, who was originally framed, became dragged.
Qiao Mu was scared and shouted. "Oh, you two can't do this, I will be sad, I really miss you guys--"
With a bang, the door lock was unscrewed by Qiu Ning.
Qiao Mu's small heart is instantly cool and cool, and the heart is desolate and mournful.
Then, she saw that the door was opened by He Miao.
Qiao Mu closed her eyes desperately, she had expected what her end is.
"Mr. Xi, go back with Mu Mu."
Xi Muqiao single-handedly took a pocket and smiled at the two men. They were not alienated or intimate. The gentleman sent a full head, then took Joe Mu in his arms and turned and walked toward the bedroom.
Qiu Ning's small hand was put on the front and looked envious. "Mr. Xi is very good to Mu Mu, Mu Mu has finally tried hard."
He Miao is full of madness, "Yeah, I really admire these single dogs!"
"Well? Single dog? What about your boyfriend?"
He Miao shrugged indifferently, "divide."
"..."
The man who was still laughing, the moment he entered the room, was like a big sunny day that suddenly changed, and his face was very pale.
Qiao Mu was a little scared. After Xi Muqiao threw her on chuang, she immediately climbed to the chuang corner farthest from Xi Muqiao and curled up with her knees.
She squinted and shivered. "Uncle, I am wrong."
Xi Muqiao half squinted at her eyes, looking at her small appearance, while sneer in her heart, cool and thin lips.
"I wonder if I will do you seven times a night, or will it continue to make me want to die?"
Qiao Mu was scared to death, his face was white, seven times a night, or in the case of this man with anger, she will definitely be killed.
As for the different ways of playing the game, it’s purely her swearing, and she can’t play it!
Qiao Mu's face was white, like a little white rabbit who met the wolf. The scorpion was full of panic and panic, and her little mouth trembled.
"Also...has there...the ..... amount, three choices?"
Xi Muqiao was squatting at her, and Ling Xiao’s momentum was natural.
"Yes, you do me seven times, or maybe, I play some way to make you want to die."