Chapter 216: He swallowed, spit, sore throat, bitter

Can not stand the man's strength, Qiao Mu was tightly hugged in his arms, unable to move.
For a while, Xi Muqiao let go of her, the breath was a bit confusing, he reached her forehead, calmed for a while, then calmed down.
Qiao Mu was careful that the liver was trembled, and the asthma was a bit heavy. "Uncle, I just set the makeup, you will give my lipstick."
Xi Mu Qiao squatted, licking his mouth, looking a little disgusted.
"Don't paint this thing in the future, I don't like it. There are heavy metals inside. It is not good for eating too much."
Qiao Mu blushes, screaming at him, "Mom, who let you eat!"
Xi Muqiao said that he should be justified. "I want to kiss you. You are painting this thing again. I definitely want to eat it. I can't always let you wash your mouth every time you want to kiss. 'Want' this thing, no Good control."
Qiao Mu is going to be mad, and there is so much reason for this man to come, what to wash his mouth first, what ‘wish’ is not good control, ah oh, you don’t kiss me, nothing!
"Sim Muqiao, can you be serious? The performance tonight is very important to me. Please, please don't make me trouble!"
Xi Muqiao bounced her head. "Nonsense, I kissed my own wife, how is it?"
Qiao Mu squinted at his head and glared at the dissatisfaction of his mouth. "In short, you can watch the performance honestly."
Seeing that the man did not speak, Qiao Mu was anxious, and quickly glared at his sleeve and spoiled. "Husband, you promised someone, wait for the night to go home, you can do anything, husband husband!"
A husband and a husband called Xi Muqiao's heart, and he smiled and glared at Qiao Mu's soft hair, quite helplessly said, "Know it."
Joe Mu suddenly smiled, and his white teeth flickered, flattering words and not wanting money. "Hey, I know my husband is the best, what awkward, love you, love you."
After all, the little hand also made a heart shape.
Xi Muqiao chuckled and leaned closer to her ear. "Knowing that I am the best, I will lick a little at night and make me happy."
Qiao Mu pushed his face open, his face was smiling with a fascinating smile. "I know, the husband who will wait on time, you want to die."
Xi Muqiao locked the door and took her to the sofa.
Qiao Mu was scared and shouted. "My mother, what do you do with Mumo, you can bear it, wait for me to finish the show, I beg you!"
Xi Muqiao took her little and laughed. "What kind of yellow material I think all day long, I just want to hug you, nothing more."
Joe Mu looked at her with suspicion, and his face was brightly written with four characters.
I do not believe!
Xi Muqiao squinted at her, and the sly eyes were simply contempt, insult!
But fortunately, this man spoke countlessly, did not move the manual foot, just holding her, Qiao Mu's small face stuck on his chest, listening to his strong and regular heartbeat, slowly red face.
Xi Muqiao clung to the little man in his arms and smiled with his eyes closed. It looked like he had the world.
Falling glass has not fallen asleep, and the pain between the legs reminds her of what happened yesterday.
She still broke the sentence.
She dropped the glass, and after all, let him sleep for the rest of the season, or was she slept without her consciousness.
There was another footstep at the door. She gathered the blanket on her body and closed her eyes again.
The door was opened, the footsteps were getting closer, and the falling glass frowned slightly. This person is not Qiao Mu, because the closer it is, the thicker the cigarette smell is.
When the man stopped on the sofa, the glass already knew who the person was.
As soon as she remembered this morning, she resisted the nausea of ​​her heart and continued to sleep.
The man who looked at the sofa on the quarter looked down on the thin lips, and the narrow throat was filled with remorse. He regretted being so guilty last night and regretted his move this morning.
He gently lifted his trouser legs, slowly crouched down, and smashed the hanging blanket, so he looked at the glamorous face in a blink of an eye.
He knows that the glass is beautiful, and he always knows that he knows everything from small to large.
This happened, he should have been far away from her, but he couldn’t help but think of her and wanted to see her.
He looked at her carefully, and his glimpse of the light, he saw the tears in the corner of the eye.
In order to cover up his own cockroaches, the glass was carefully dressed and smashed by tears, and the traces on his face were obvious.
Unconsciously raising her hand and turning the hair across her face to the side, the slender fingertips touched her cheek uncontrollably.
The touch is as soft as eight years ago.
Falling glass can no longer hold back, and the feeling of nausea in my heart is stronger than a wave.
She opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of him.
The season did not expect her to wake up, and quickly retracted her hand, and suddenly there was a feeling of helplessness, especially the cold eyes of the falling glass, let him be like a man on the back.
"You... you are awake."
Without the touch of the season, the feeling of falling is much better.
"What are you doing?"
It was hard for her to have a soft tone on her. He didn't dare to look at her. He didn't dare to look at the frosty eyes. "I'll see you, you... okay."
Falling into the glass, he stared at him for a moment. "By what you give, just tear a little."
Some of the seasons were unsettled, and so much blood was flown this morning. He did overdo it. His eyes were dodging and there was no place to put it.
"Sorry, I will be responsible for the falling glass."
The glass of wood fell on his eyes, and the red lips spit out two cold words again. "No."
Ji Su licked his lips and didn't know what to say.
There is no ups and downs in the plain tone. "You don't have to feel guilty. This kind of thing is normal for a woman with watery poppies."
The seasoning face gradually became white, he swallowed and spit, and his throat was bitter and bitter. "Looking at the glass, you obviously are not..."
"I am." Falling glass interrupted him. "Don't be fooled by a tens of thousands of films. The high-priced film can really be fake."
Ji Su finally put his eyes on her face. He would rather she beat him and marry him. She did not want her to be so cold to him, so ruining herself.
There was a blunt pain in his heart.
I know that she must be angry, and she can’t listen to it. His thin lips are moving. "You should rest first."
I obviously want to say a few words to her, but I don’t know what to say. He turned and walked toward the door.
Closing the door, he leaned against the wall, took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, then looked up and slammed a long, white smoke.
He knows that Luo Li is cheating on him. He has no experience in this kind of thing, and it is the first time. In addition, he has grievances in his heart and his actions are rather rude.
He is not a hairy boy, he knows something about women.
Rao is his idiot, and knows that if she is really watery, how can it be so tight, how can not bear him.