Chapter 95: You seem to be crying.

The legendary teacher-student love, actually happened to be by his side, too exciting and there are wood!
The two walked out of the classroom with the blessing of the whole class...
At the review stage, the entire campus is empty.
Qiao Mu lowered his head and followed him two meters away from the side of Xi Muqiao. The little hand kept twisting his clothes, and she knew that it was impossible for her to understand this.
She looked up and smashed the sturdy figure in front of him. The black slim suit outlined his perfect figure, and the meticulous suit made his back a bit more chilly.
If she is, she may still slap the slap in front of this back, but she has no mood to appreciate it. She can feel the anger of Samujo through two meters.
She mourned twice in her heart, and finished it. This time it was a big one. No man would like to be discussed by someone about what he can't do, let alone a person who is so proud of him.
She struggled for a long time, her lips scorned and shouted, "Uncle."
Xi Muqiao is very unhappy now. He decided to take the cold route and let go of the small bastard. Let her be scared for a while. She saved her egg all day and discussed this with others.
Xi Muqiao did not say anything, and Qiao Mu had no bottom in her heart. She walked two steps to keep up with his pace, but her legs were shorter than others, not to mention that Xi Muqiao did not have to wait for her long legs.
She sprinted to the side of Xi Muqiao, and the small hand rubbed his suit sleeves, indicating that he would understand her, "Uncle!"
He didn't see his head, and he tightened his chin and looked at the front. He pulled a small hand that was licking his sleeve, and his fingers licked the place where Joe Mu had passed, as if he had been touched by something unclean.
His indifference looked like Joe Mu was completely panicked. Every time he was angry with her, she would yell at her, her face was blue, and she would have swallowed her. She had seen him here. Kind of indifference.
Qiao Mu didn't dare to touch him again. His disliked appearance made her very sad. She hurriedly said, "Uncle, sorry, I am wrong, you don't want to be angry."
Xi Muqiao tilted her with Yu Guang, and snorted, little bastard, this time I knew I was scared?
Qiao Mu heard the coldness of his nasal voice, and he was happy. He quickly chased after the victory. "Uncle, I really know that I am wrong. I won’t dare next time."
She said as she went to get the coat in the arms of Xi Muqiao, and her eyes didn't glance at his face. When he saw that he had no waves and didn't want to open her, he quickly took the coat from his arms. .
When the crisis was lifted, she began to groan again. "Uncle Uncle, are we going there?"
Joe Mu is holding his black coat, just like a small class, it is very rare.
Xi Muqiao noticed that she was panting during her speech, and she quietly slowed down. He held the textbook list in one hand and the other hand in his trouser pocket, so Swen Junya.
He is very savage, "Go home, verify your questions to you."
Joe Mu's footsteps, holding his heavy coat tightly in his arms, she picked up a short hair blown by the wind, biting her lower lip.
Xi Muqiao snorted and followed, and he raised his eyebrows. He even had a few disdain in his tone. "What? You don't want it? Joe Mu, don't forget, we are husband and wife, legal couple, I have power. Exercising the power of my husband, you are also obliged to accept it!"
Of course, she knows that she also knows that he spent five million to buy himself. He has nothing to do with his own work. She has no power to refuse.
Her big eyes fluttered and glared at Xi Muqiao, quiet, just that the joy of the child was gone, and the apex of her face was soft, and she said that she was too far.
Just as Xi Muqiao thought about opening again, Qiao Mu had stretched out his small hand, holding his big palm and squinting his face.
"No unwilling, Uncle, let's go home."
Feeling the softness of the palm of the palm, Xi Muqiao tightened the palm of his hand, and the dark cloud between the eyebrows was replaced by pleasure. When the wife held his hand and said that we were going home, a piece of his heart seemed to collapse and shook. It’s amazing that his eyes are soaring.
"Uncle, how is your eyes red?"
Xi Muqiao’s cold mouth,
Blowed by the wind.

Qiao Mu has no eyes. "You seem to be crying."
Being smothered by the little bastard, Xi Muqiao was furious. "Shut up! Give me a nonsense and sew your mouth!"
Qiao Mu quickly raised the coat in his arms and blocked his mouth. She looked at Xi Muqiao’s noble and glamorous face, and suddenly sighed, or the angry uncle looked more pleasing, Xi Muqiao. When you don't talk, you are surrounded by cold air. If he is even cold, it is terrible.
I called Lin Yi. After a while, a Grand Cherokee stopped in front of the two, and Lin Yi was beheading the two.
"Boss, madam.
Xi Muqiao was very satisfied with Lin Yi’s name, and he spoke to him while appreciating his eyes.
This month’s bonus doubled.

Qiao Mu secretly thought, and there are bonuses? Is it so formal in the underworld?
Lin Yi almost jumped up, and instantly felt that his own president was not so boring. He blinked at the two from the rearview mirror. He thought that the president must have a wife, and the body had been so much for so many years. Relieve, this is a good body and mind!
"Back to Linfen Bay."
"Okay, president."
Qiao Mu rushed back from her own thoughts. She looked out the window and walked in the opposite direction. She was busy.
"Uncle, are we not going home, my family is no longer here."
Xi Muqiao dragged her to hold her on her lap and put her little hand on his waist. He found that he especially liked to hold Joe Mu like this. He liked to talk face to face with her, which made him feel particularly at ease.
He provoked her sharp chin and let her look at herself. He looked at the scorpion of the water, and the index finger scratched her pretty little nose.
He chuckled. "It's not going back to your home, it's back to our home, the home of both of us."
Joe Mu groaned, "So fast?"
Xi Muqiao did not answer her, but asked, "Do you know what the holiday is this Saturday?"
Qiao Mu thought about it with his fingers. Today, on the 22nd, Saturday is the 25th. She is happy and blurted out.
"Christmas!"
"What does your wife like?"
Qiao Mu is shining, "Like!"
Xi Muqiao's lips evoke a smile that reverses the sentient beings. He bows his head and his forehead is against the forehead of Joe Mu. The voice of the voice in this small space is particularly sultry.

Does that wife like to accept gifts?