Chapter 77: Delighting, washing, white, waiting for luck

delivery?
These two women flow mang, the topic is too hot, she can not bear a little, hehe.
Qiao Mu screwed his head and tried hard to recall the plots of the three of them who were wearing curtains in the bedroom to watch small movies in Europe and America. It was a very picky action, and the white flowers were entangled naked, which made people red-faced. Various postures...
Her face is not arrogant and red, and it is too hot, which is what she can do with her pure little girl, she can't hold it.
"I, I can't do it."
He Miao and Qiu Ning over there are almost mad at this little fool. Your uncle, you are not self-proclaimed genius, how can you learn even so strong learning ability!
"Mom! How can I not do it, it is your own husband, and you are not derailed to steal people!"
Qiao Mu squatted at the foot of chuang, pulled out the last two pink pouches from the desk drawer, and quickly slammed into his pocket, and slammed his foot on chuang, obviously in his own home, but she felt very guilty. It is like a thief.
She touched T on the chuang list, looked over and over, and stunned for a while. "I, let me try."
The voice over there was so shocking that the phone was shattered.
"Try your sister! Try the singer and dance on the stage, the sultry man's nosebleed and sullen eyes, ah? Tonight is when you show your magical powers, use them all to your husband. , fans. Dead. He!"
"Good."
Hanging up the phone, she threw the phone aside, thought and thought again, got up and took the phone back, opened Baidu, and she smacked a word.
The first life between husband and wife, what should I do?
Although she and Xi Muqiao were not the first time, but the two were unconscious, this time for them is the first time.
After a few tens of seconds, the phone slammed twice, and the enthusiastic netizen replied, and she excitedly flicked her finger to open the screen of the phone.
On the first floor, I am an enthusiastic netizen. I am a green onion: the landlord, you must be pitiful, remember, the more pitiful, the more you can cause your husband's desire to conquer, let him instantly become a wolf!
The second floor of the enthusiastic netizen, my name is Ningning: Upstairs is talking about the fart, the landlord crush, you don't need to do anything, just need to wash in white and wait for your husband to be lucky!
Qiao Mu took the organ off, one hand rubbed the hot little face and tried his best. Then she was a little pitiful in performance, or was she waiting for Xi Muqiao to be lucky?
She sat up and shook her head and patted her face. "No matter what, I must sleep tonight, sleep hard!"
The light above the head was covered, and a large shadow was left on the chuang single in front of her eyes. Then, a hot and faint sigh passed over her ear. She shuddered and got a goose bump, mobile phone'啪嗒 'It fell on chuang.
The sound of the man’s warmth and sensation sounded in the ear.
"Welcome my wife to sleep hard."
Qiao Mu was frightened and looked up. He saw that the face of Xi Muqiao’s smiling face was depressed, and the sacred facial features slowly amplified in her stunned eyes.
Her blood suddenly burst into her head, and the blush seemed to drip. She shyly buried her head in the quilt, and her heart was roaring.
"God, are you playing me?"
This kind of thing was heard by him. I am embarrassed. She is no face tonight, hehe.
Xi Muqiao's lips and hooks are old and happy, and the smile is very happy. Jun's face is full of coquettishness. The wife wants to have something to do with him.
"Mrs. I was so expecting to sleep."
Xi Muqiao’s screaming voice sounded, and Qiao Mu was even more shy and difficult. She couldn’t wait to find a place to sneak in. She took the pillow and threw it at Xi Muqiao.
"Mom, look forward to your sister!"
Xi Muqiao held the pillow and looked at the slippers. He didn't wear the slippery sneak into the bathroom, and he smiled. His little wife was too interesting.
He threw the pillow on the chuang and saw the two pink pouches on the white chuang single. The long fingers were pinched and he frowned.
Do you want to use that?
He really hoped that the wife would give him a little bastard, but the wife herself was still like a child, but she would like to ask her wife for advice.
Qiao Mu looked at his monkey's ass-like face from the mirror, and quickly patted cold water on his face, biting his teeth and swearing, and you didn't have anything, you started to wriggle.
"Mom, is it alright?"
Qiao Mu is mad, urging reminders, reminding you of a big ghost.
After a few minutes, the man’s low voice rang again.
"Mrs. I haven't got it yet?"
Qiao Mu blew his hair and looked at the short hair that had been blackened again in the mirror. He thought that he hadn’t had enough addiction yet, and he was angry in a moment. "Mom, eager to reincarnate, you go."
When she went out, she was surrounded by a large bath towel. She showed her small head and moved to the room with bare feet and white feet.
Xi Muqiao and other people are going to grow grass, and finally the wife is looking forward to it. He looked at the little feet of Qiao Muguang, and quickly got up and took Qiao Mu to chuang, black face reprimanded.
"What are you doing in the big winter!"
Qiao Mu reached out his hand and wrapped his arms around his neck. He smiled. "There is heating."
She thought about it carefully. She decided to use the enthusiastic netizen. I called Ning Ning's suggestion. I don't need to do anything. Just wash it and wait for Xi Muqiao to be lucky.
Xi Muqiao put her on chuang, like a hairy boy who eagerly licked her lips. Do not look at Qiao Mu's slim, small body but the development of extraordinarily good, coupled with her tender face of water, immediately let Xi Mu Qiao bloody, rough breathing.
His twilight was dark and dark, deep and deep, and the throat was sliding up and down. The deep eyelids locked her silently. He knew that the little lady’s figure was good, but when she saw it, she found it more than she imagined. More unexpected, full of surprises.
Qiao Mu was shyly looked at by his burning eyes. Two red stuns were stained on the cheeks. Her index finger poked the explosive and explosive moon muscles of Muchao, and the sound was like a filament.
As soon as the lips fell, Qiao Mu’s head blew open, and her fried eyes flashed white, and her mind was blank, and even her lips were stiff.