Chapter 5: Who is sleeping?

After Qiao Mu finished, he went smoothly, his hands squatted, and lived a little shrew.
Xi Muqiao's heart is awkward, "咔嚓~", broken into slag! Is this really a little thing that I think about for more than ten years? Or is it blame that the way to open it is wrong?
Looking at the man suddenly grabbing the injured look, Joe Mu smiled, his face was full of pride, "How, I was told, I can't say anything, you are the old man of the beast!"
Being obsessed with the old man, Xi Muqiao is not happy, especially what he is like an old man, he is such a noble son, that is, in his twenties! Xi Muqiao took the coat behind him and learned Joe Mu's look with his hands on his hips. He stood up and smiled. He was clean and refined, friendly and harmless. The handsome guys went deep into Qiao Mu's chest. The front was deep and the throat was sliding up and down. ,
"Are you sure you are underage? Also, are you sure that I am strong? Oh, yes, I admit that I put your lace bra on the sculpture."
I haven't waited for Joe Mu to go forward to defend. The man's hands are copying his pockets, and he takes a long step on his legs. The smile is ridiculously ridiculed.
Qiao Mu is mad, this bastard, eat dry and wiped out even not recognized.
In front of the man's grace, long body, standing on the body, a strong gas field, the ironic smile on the corner of the mouth, so calm and leisurely, let Joe Mu Qi.
Mommy! Sure enough, the boss of the underworld, the momentum is not the same. The small teasing ratio is based on the principle that the loser does not lose, and the steamed steamed bread should also sigh. The hands are akimbo, the small body is straight, and the step forward, Daxie: "What evidence is needed? The girl is not tender, Could it be that I grabbed you, and then I slept you? Do you think that my small body might be, ah, maybe, old bastard!"
One after another, the old man, the old bastard, Xi Muqiao’s anger, the blue veins on his forehead are violent, and the corners of his mouth can’t help but twitch, hey, where is he old? This is mature, mature, do you understand? little bastard!
Hey, an old bastard, a little bastard, perfect match! Thinking this way, the man smiled again, his eyes staring at Qiao Mu’s high mouth, and his laughter was low and lazy.
How is it impossible, I have evidence here.

The slender white hand took out the mobile phone, pointed to the light point, handed it to Qiao Mu, and gently lifted the lower jaw. "When you finish reading, talk." Then I waited to appreciate the expression of Qiao Mu.
Qiao Mu looked at the man's calm, and his heart rushed for a bad hunch. Mommy! No... Isn't there really any handle in his hand?
Is her inner strength of the wildness instantly turned on, becoming heroic and invincible, and giving birth to the underworld boss to sleep? The little teasing is more than the uneasiness of the heart, carefully turning on the video in the phone, and over time, the little teasing is getting worse than the hand shake.
After a while, the thin strips of the willows were smashed, and the apricots were rounded and unbelievable.
Nima! This, how this special is different from what she thought, why she was not robbed, nor did she fight for death, but she did not have a man who wanted to do something wrong, but gave her a slap. Into someone else's room! Hey, this is absolutely not true!
The face of Xi Muqiao's Wenrun has a deep sorrow that others can't understand. The small woman in front of her eyes is very low pressure, and she is only condescending. He can only see her beautiful and beautiful chin. Little bastard, see what else you said this time.
For a moment, Qiao Mu slowly looked up and swallowed, and the face on the palm of his hand was hung with a smile that was more ugly than crying. "What, uncle, I think this is definitely a misunderstanding..."
misunderstanding? Oh, the man’s eyes are dark, and there is a hint of ridiculous banter. This little is really interesting.
"Misunderstanding? Misunderstanding? Misunderstanding I robbed the women, forced you to sleep, but also misunderstood that I am an old man and an old bastard?"
Joe Muhan, did she say these words? It sounds like her style, and the sound is stuck in the throat for a moment, and it is silent. What's special, these words are indeed what she said, and she repeated it once more in a minute!
The slender hand took the mobile phone from Qiao Mu's hand, screaming twice, with a slap in the face, and the man was open and his voice was soft.
"Without my permission, I entered the room, this is the first sin; the good housewife and the man are drunk and do the work of the strong woman, this is the second sin; because the good woman and the woman are struggling to fight, it is violent, this is the first Three sins; and, insulting my old bastard, attacking me, this is the fourth sin."
Joe Mu stayed! What is this and what, then there is such a thing, the story flips so fast really good!
Qiao Mu dissatisfied, desperately fight, "The second sin I refused to accept, why do you say that I am a strong woman to do you, in case you are a strong woman to do me!" Up and down two mouths, who said who is reasonable, can not say what is what .
"I am a victim, so I have a say," the man stunned and looked at him with a high profile. He said, "There is a video to prove that you drunk me into my room, who knows you are It’s not premeditated, I’m greedy for my beauty.

Greed your uncle! Mom, this old must be intentional! Qiao Mu gritted his teeth and did his last struggle. "That, the third sin I am not convinced! Where can I violently? You have good arms and legs, no scars, I miss you!"
Xi Muqiao's eyes are like laughing and laughing, little bastard, you want to see it, let you see enough, see you dissatisfied.
The gray knee-high coat faded and was thrown to the side of the sofa. The man slenderened his white fingers and unbuttoned the black silk shirt buttons.
First, the delicate clavicle, then the well-defined chest, then the swelled abdominal muscles, and then down, the perfect mermaid line... Joe Mu looked at it, and the rams flowed out. I am going, this old man is so swollen, so there is an impulse to pounce! Qiao Mu sucked the saliva on the side of the mouth, and the big apricots sparkled.
Seeing the little has been seen, the man hooked his lips, dropped his shirt, raised his hand and threw it on the sofa, turned around.
The wide shoulders are narrow and the hips, the strong back, the two sturdy shoulder blades, like two small wings, are so charming. Two long scratches, dark red, from the shoulder blade to the tight waist, revealing the silk. Even Qiao Mu feels that he is really awkward, and such a beautiful back is ruined by his own two scratches.
"Hey!" Qiao Mu returned to God, thinking about it! This is obviously using her beautiful men with her, but she will eat this one!
"What else is there?" The man was not eager to wear clothes, but was willingly showing his self-confidence, his eyes half-squinting and confronting Joe.
"No, no." Joe Mu stuttered.
Xi Muqiao smiled slightly, and he was self-confident, elegant and refined, and gentle. "Would we go to the police station?"
噗通, Qiao Mu stunned, "Hey, Uncle, I don't want to, I know it is wrong, you don't want to send me to the police station, I have a three-year-old mother, there are 80-year-old children, and there are..."