Chapter 330: When you are too tired, you can complain to me.

This time, even Xi Muqiao, who has always been neutral, feels that this guy is really stinky.
After a while, the falling glass came out. She arranged her hair and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, she saw her mother and his mother as soon as she got out of the bedroom.
When the two moms saw the glass, they rushed to meet.
The mother said, "You, this child, do not call for a month, just want to kill your dad, blood pressure has soared several times, this time I will go home at home."
The mother of the season pulls the hand of the glass. "I know that the glass will be my daughter-in-law sooner or later. If I don't want to go home, I will go home with me and let the season stay on you."
The slightly glaring eyes of the falling glass fell on the quarters, and the red lips were slightly stunned.
The quarter was shaking and he said quickly, "I didn't ask them to come. When I came out, they came!"
Falling glass stared at him, apparently not convinced him.
Everyone sighed.
Look, when you meet the falling glass, you will be embarrassed.
"Okay, hurry home, your grandfather heard that you are pregnant, happy, and have begun to pick the date of your marriage." The mother picked up her bag, and took the hand of the glass to go.
Falling glass is so low that it is very unpleasant.
But both are elders, and she can't get angry like the season.
Ji Su took advantage of the two mothers, licking the face of the fallen glass, and quickly took the bag in her hand.
The quarter was the last one to go out. Before leaving the door, he also gestured an ok to everyone.
Qiao Mu sighed with a sigh of relief. "I hope that my sister will not regenerate, and there are also babies, I hope they can be happy."
Xi Mu Qiao slightly hooked her lips, reaching for her hair and covering her face with tenderness.
Identity exposure plus illness, she has not gone to school for five days, the course is not pulled down, Qiu Ning will give her a daily note, tell her something new.
There are many people who worship her every day, and the doors of the bedroom are almost broken.
As long as they are in their class, they are full!
Everyone wants to touch Mrs. Xi’s light and enjoy her happiness.
Joe Mu mourned and rushed to Chuang.
After the end of the egg, she will be a school, there is no way to live, there is no personal freedom, there is a saying that is true.
Behind the scenery, there is a little bit of sadness!
Two days later.
After careful inspection, Qiao Mu finally got home.
Just back home, she only knew that something had happened at home.
Er Shu really fell out with his family. Regardless of his grandmother’s bitter dissuasion, he insisted on firing face-to-face with Xi Muqiao, and once fainted his grandmother.
She also understood why Xi Muqiao always went out early and late in the past few days.
Her home should have been a very happy thing. Although Wang Hao and Zhou Wei made a lot of delicious food for her, the table was always filled with death.
In particular, Xi Muche, the blood in his eyes is particularly obvious, and a red and swollen palm print on the left cheek, it seems that the individual is exhausted.
In addition to occasionally serving the dishes, he spent the rest of the day cooking and not talking to anyone.
The people on the table face each other, but they don't know what to say to him.
After the meal, Xi Muche returned to the room with her face.
Knowing that the figure of Xi Muche disappeared on the stairs, Xi Muqiao asked him.
Yuan Sufei was somewhat worried about the status of Xi Muche, and she sighed.
"At noon, your uncle came, the intention was to let Mucher and Yan Yan go back to live there, but Mucher did not agree. The two quarreled in the study room, and they were very fierce. Then your uncle slammed the door. Well, when Mucher came out, it was like this. The wound on the face can be seen. I don’t know if I have it."
Xi Muqiao gave her mother a peace of mind. "Nothing, there is me, I have time to talk to him."
"Well, now that the face is pregnant, don't make any mistakes. Your grandmother has already had a hard time because of your uncle. If something happens to your face, your grandmother..."
Yuan Sufei did not continue to speak, just sighing with enthusiasm.
"Mom, you can rest assured, I will handle it well."
I didn’t have the heart to watch TV. Yuan Sufei got up and walked up and saw it, followed closely.
Although Qiao Mu did not know much about the relationship between Xi Muqiao and his uncle, he also knew the seriousness of this incident.
She touched the big hand on the knees and gently called him, "Sim Mucho."
The man turned to look at her, "Well?"
"Is this thing serious?"
I think that he has been out early and late in the past few days. Looking closely, there is a slight feeling of exhaustion between the eyebrows.
Xi Muqiao hugged her little shoulders and bent her lips. "Reassuring, big things, putting it in your husband is not a big deal."
Qiao Mu knew that he was comforting her.
Even her mother-in-law, Mucher, and Mu Yan were sullen, and Grandma was fainted by the air. It is obvious that this time is not small.
Xi Muqiao saw her licking her little eyebrows and didn't talk. She chuckled and provoked her chin. "Why is this expression not confident to me?"
Qiao Mu was picked up by his high chin and stared at her with big eyes, not talking.
The man smiled slyly, and his deep eyes started to look particularly handsome and handsome.
"I don't have confidence in my man. I am very hard hit."
Joe Mu looked at him indifferently, and he felt a pain in his heart. "Sim Muo."
The man is determined to look into her black and white scorpion, "Well?"
The little woman suddenly got up and circled his neck. The little face rested on his shoulders. The voice was soft and with some spoiled meaning. "Don't be too hard. When you are too tired, complain with me." Ah, you are like this, I am very distressed."
It was said that the man did not speak, and the head was licking on her soft hair, and the curvature of the lips gradually expanded.
Second floor, bedroom.
Faced with a pillow behind her face, sitting on the head of Chuang, caressing her abdomen.
She kept turning her head and turned her eyes to the bathroom. The bathroom was lit with lights, and there was a slap in the water.
Looking at the time, the man has been in for nearly half an hour, not a bath, he rarely wash for so long.
She adjusted her sitting position and shouted at the bathroom, "Mucher?"
For a while, the voice of the man came from inside. "What's wrong, is it not uncomfortable?"
Mo Yanyan was not sure if he was crying in the bathroom, so she didn't speak.
Sure enough, in two minutes, the bathroom door was opened, and the man walked toward Chuang and asked with a bathrobe on his waist. "Is it uncomfortable?"
Mo Rongyan looked up at him. The man in the house not only had a high value but also a high height. Muche and his eldest brother were nearly one meter tall and looked very safe.
She took his hand and let him sit down, looking at his still red cheeks and gently touching it. "Is it painful?"