Chapter 296: The touch of the scorpion flesh

The man chuckled, and the low-alcoholic voice of Qiao Mu was soft, and I really wanted a shovel to shoot on his head.
Seeing that Muchao had no intention of leaving, she shouted with a grin. "Sim Muqiao, color ~ lure ~ is ~ can be shame~!"
Hearing, he was more energetic in her neck.
Compared to the chin that was slippery in the morning, it was only a day's time, a little bit of cockroaches grew out, and the thorns in the neck were numb and itchy, and it was uncomfortable or uncomfortable.
"I didn't want to think about me?"
"miss you."
The man asked, "How much do you think?"
Qiao Mu answered, "I really want to."

I really want to think about it?

Joe Mumo, pushing his head aside without hesitation, did not care if he licked his face.
Xi Muqiao squeezed a hand on her and chuckled, and then turned and went out.
Qiao Mu holding the spatula's hand for a moment of stiffness, why she thinks Mr. Xi's laughter, coupled with the action on his hand, so ... yin swing!
Put the tableware, Xi Muqiao changed the home clothes and went to the opposite side of Qiao Mu.
"Mrs. Can you tell me why, except for one cabbage, all the other are meat dishes?"
Qiao Mu’s answer is, of course,
If you are tired for a day, you should make up for it.

Xi Mu Qiao slightly brows his head. "If you eat so much meat at night, you will get indigestion."
Qiao Mu Sheng Hao soup, slammed in front of him, looked fierce and said, "If you eat or not, do not eat and pull down, there are still three to pick and eat, you should be hungry for a few times, then even It’s a pig food, you can eat it!

Xi Muqiao, "..."
After the meal, Qiao Mu was slipped to the gym by Xi Muqiao.
Qiao Mu feels that fitness is really very useful. She is going to hide the shadows of the land today. She will practice well and change the day when she meets Lu Yingbai and runs.
She did not dare to tell that Xi Muqiao met Lu Yingbai at the school gate for two consecutive days. According to the man's temper, maybe two bodyguards would be found next to her every day.
"The school informed Changya that you did it."
The man is wearing a black sports vest, lifting the iron, and the exposed skin is washed with sweat, reflecting the healthy honey color under the illumination of the light.
"Besides your husband, who else is willing to clean up your mess?"
Qiao Mu, I know the expression, "Why don't you let the leader punish me? I am also a hitter. I should give me a review of what it means. I don't have anything. I don't know anyone else. What would I think, I might guess that I am a very rich second generation, and that the man who packs/raises me is very powerful."
"Be careful about what others do, and after two days, they will know why you have nothing."
Qiao Mu was thinking about it, and he was right. After the birthday of Qian Qian, she is sure that everyone is well known.
She sat cross-legged to the ground, hands behind her, smiling at the man who was sweating, the swelled muscles, the perfect lines, and the endless explosive power.
Listening to the music, thinking about the touch of the scorpion flesh, the flower is yin, the face is red, so fast!
Nearly an hour, the man stopped, and Joe Mu ran up to send a towel and stared at the star. "Husband, tired, I am giving you a pinch."
It’s said that the man’s action of wiping the sweat is a slap in the face of the evil spirit.
Are you sure you really want to pinch?

Qiao Mu smacked his eyes and sold his hair, his head and garlic, and began to sell Meng. "Of course, my husband is so hard to earn money to raise a family every day, but also to clean up the mess for me, and the family is so distressed."
Xi Muqiao quickly wiped the sweat and turned to walk outside the door. "When I take a shower, let you squeeze."
"Amount, okay, go ahead, I am waiting for you at chuang."
I saw a man’s footsteps and disappeared into the gym.
Xi Muqiao has a cleansing, bathing has been very slow, usually he and Qiao Mu into the bathroom, if he does not move any brains, Joe Mu washed out, this man only washes the general.
Seeing him flushing over and over again, Qiao Mu always has a kind of foot that he will pick up the skin.
I thought it would take a long time, and Joe Mu held the tablet to start the customs clearance game. When he estimated that he came out, he could almost pass two or three levels.
When I thought of a pass, the man rushed out.
Lying on Chuang, the limbs are wide open, and the man licks his lips. "Get started."
Qiao Mu paused the game, licked his sleeves, and squeezed two times on a man's iron arm. The meat was so strong that she felt a pain!
She grinned and complained, "The muscles are too hard!"
The man looked at her, his eyes were deep and shallow, and his hands were raised. He took a bath towel around his waist and pointed his finger at the lower body. "Mrs. still pinch here."
Qiao Mu blinked his eyes twice, his face was red, and he took a pillow.
She gritted her teeth, and each word seemed to be squeezed out of her teeth. "Sim Muqiao, you are old and unruly, a lot of old-fashioned hooligans!"
The man is not convinced, retorted, "I said you pinch!"
The little woman's face rose into a pig liver color, and she licked two pillows again. "I said pinch there!"
The man grabbed the pillow that flew again and raised his eyebrows. "You didn't say no to pinch here!"
Seeing the little woman and going away, Xi Muqiao's dangerous eyes narrowed, the voice is as low as the cello, and the sound is very exciting. "Don't be too much, wait for you to look good!"
"You should do less of this when you are older, and you are not afraid of what is going on!"
The man’s hot palm slowly held the white jade foot on the side of his body and slowly said,
Mrs. say it again!

The delicate footprints were burned by his big palm, and Joe Mu slammed and slammed back, and the arrogance of the arrogance suddenly disappeared.
"Husband, not early, sleep, I am full of classes tomorrow."
The man squinted and smiled. "No hurry, it’s only nine o'clock, and it's an hour and a half away from sleeping."
Joe Mu shrank into the quilt. "But I am sleepy."
He looked at his wife and licked his lips. "It doesn't matter, you sleep with you, I am busy with me, and I don't delay."
"When you are busy, I... I can't sleep."
"It doesn't matter, let's discuss it. Do you want it once in an hour and a half, or twice, or three times?"
The little white hands clung to the edge of the quilt, revealing only a pair of watery eyes. "I don't want to choose, I just want to sleep."
The man frowned and his face was glazed with a sinister charm. "I am sorry, my wife, there is no such option. Since the wife can't choose it, then I have to choose one for you."
After all, Qiao Mu is like a chicken. He was dragged to the chuang side by Xi Muqiao with his ankles. He took the clothes of the little woman and smashed it onto the carpet.
"Reassured, I have chosen for you, use the one you can't stand!"