Chapter 52: Selling the underworld boss

Qiao Mu, this person, has never been a loser. Don’t look at her usual slap in the face. If she screw it up, it’s a small machine with a clockwork. Even if she uses a knife holder around her neck, she won’t show a trace. Yielding!
"I heard that Chang Ya's family situation is very advantageous, and it has a background. How do you do this?" Mu Mu, you said..."
As soon as Qiu Ning looked up, he saw that Joe Mu’s small shoulders were shaking violently, accompanied by low sobbing.
She was surprised and lying! Her family Mu Mu actually cried? She quickly walked over, took a paper towel and smeared it on Joe Mu's face, and was busy and comforted.
"Mu Mu, don't you cry, you are all married. As long as you don't divorce, Chang Yazhen will always be a junior. Maybe your husband will only marry her for a ride. Nothing will happen."
Qiao Mu raised his face, and the pear blossomed with rain.
"My sneakers are only one..."
Qiao Mu is now repenting in the intestines, the pain of the meat is too much, throwing something is not good to throw shoes, she should take the pot of cactus thrown over! Even if you don’t die, the dog and the man, you have to give the old to the smashing car!
Qiu Ning was busy giving Qiao Mu a tearful hand, and he couldn't breathe, and his face was red, especially, and for a long time, they were not on a channel.
What is the structure of this little brain! Her husband was led by the little demon. She was still sad about her cheap shoes!
She slaps a paper towel on Joe Mu’s face and screams in anger.
Mom! Is it time to worry about your shoes? You have to go to the house with another woman. Are you worried about something else? ,what?"
Qiao Mu tightened his eight-character eyebrows, and twisted a nose with a paper towel. He looked like a woman. "Why are there any use? If a man can't stop a sperm trap, how can my life be so bitter?"
Qiu Ning jumped his feet and pointed Joe Mu’s head. "You haven’t stopped, how do you know that you can’t stop it!

She stood up fiercely, with a small fork in her hand, and a finger at the window, it was difficult to cover the anger in the sound of the sound. "I still use it! I can see him through it. It is a bit sincerity to come to me. What is special?" I have waited for half an hour, and I will die if I wait a little longer. He is a bastard. It is obvious to pick me up. Who knows what he thinks, maybe it’s just to pick up the little girl. The Bugatti Veyron of his Saobao stopped there, and the little girls in the group could not cry and shout and jump up!"
Qiu Ning looked at the last second crying like abandoning a woman, after a second turned into a shrew of Qiao Mu, scornful swearing, lazy to take care of her, which is a small sly face, no matter how long he waits Going on?
When Xi Muqiao sent Chang Yazhen back home, Liu Rusu, who received the news, had already waited at the door. She wore a valuable fur shawl on her shoulder and dressed up exquisitely, apparently a famous lady.
As soon as she saw that Xi Muqiao’s car stopped, her delicate face was like a flower, and she quickly went forward and had a friendly opening.
"Mu Qiao is coming, come in for a break."
Xi Muqiao smiled, with a faint alienation between the eyebrows, politely said, "No, Liu Yan, the company has something to do, I will go back first, and then come to Changshu to play chess again."
After listening to Xi Muqiao, Liu Rusu nodded in a hurry. "Well, call Liu Yan in advance when you come. Liu Wei will give you the squirrel fish you like."
Xi Muqiao beheaded and turned to the front.
Until Xi Muqiao's car disappeared from sight, Liu Rusu took the daughter's little hand and asked carefully, "How is Mucho sent you back?"
Chang Yazhen said the story again, just omitting the details of someone throwing shoes down and Xi Muqiao took the shoes into the car.
"Ya, a man like Xi Muqiao, you have to grasp it."
Chang Yazhen blushes her face, twists and squeezes, buckles her small purse, and swears openly. "Mom, what are you talking about?"
Liu Rusu patted her daughter's little hand and knew that her daughter was embarrassed. She chuckled. "Mom didn't make fun of you. Mom came over and saw that you like Mu Qiao. Although our family's family background is not as good as the family. However, in Jiangcheng, there are also a number of people. Let’s have a long time with the family and the family. In the past few years, there was no woman around Muqa. Let your grandfather tell the old lady about it, this is a matter of course!"
Chang Yazhen nodded, a shy look, full of joy, she liked Muchoge from an early age, every time he saw his heart can not stop jumping, if you can be the wife of Mu Qiao Ge, absolutely The biggest blessing in her life, Mu Qiaoge, she is determined to win!
Qiao Mu was very angry in the afternoon, like eating gunpowder, whoever caught it, and another roommate in the dormitory, He Miaoyi, came back and was shot in the door.
"Ah, ah, Mu Mu, welcome me to come back and don't have to give me such a grand ceremony."
He Miao lived in the nose of Joe Mu, a textbook, painful wow, and looked up, blood flowing.
"The trough! Blood, blood!"
The girl had a slight haloemia. When she saw the blood in her hand, she did not care about her nose. When she was soft, she sat down on the ground, letting her face flow.
Qiao Mu was shocked, and quickly rushed over the toilet paper, kicked the culprit and sat down on the ground. "Miao, I am sorry, I know you just came in, you have to hold on."
He Miao paled his face, half leaning on Qiao Mu, and Qiu Ning patted cold water on his face. After a while, he recovered his strength. He was picked up by Qiao Mu and Qiu Ning and fell to the bed.
The girl touched her red and swollen nose and sighed with a big sigh. "Fortunately, the girl's nose is the original goods. If it is a mat, you will go back to the furnace to rebuild it!"
302 bedroom living in Qiao Mu, Qiu Ning, He Miao three, their dormitory is a mixed dormitory, He Miao is a computer professional, her sports department boyfriend has a house outside the school, she occasionally goes out to live for a while time.
Qiao Mu picked up the textbook that was kicked by himself from the ground, and his expression was awkward. "Miao, I am definitely not intentional!"
"But it, what are you, how angry is it?" He Miao is very arrogant.
Qiu Ning handed her a glass of water, screaming twice, and said miserablely, "This guy, first of all, was miserable by Lu Ziming, then sold to the underworld boss, and then registered with someone else, this morning, the underworld boss to pick her up. Going home, she is proud of her, and as a result, people are pulling the art department and ru is gone."
He Miao swallowed a swig of water, and screamed loudly, turning to look at Qiao Mu, full of shocked colors.
"Mu Mu, are you going to make a movie?"
Qiao Mu is weak and full of grievances. "No, no, Qiu Ning said it is true, hehe."