MTL - Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey-Chapter 6 Hey, don't go to the police station.

If you don’t speak incoherently, and don’t care what it’s in your mouth, you’ll cry out and say, maybe the old **** is soft and put her on. If he is indifferent, he will not go back later!

Xi Muqiao looked at the little teasing on the floor with a tear in his nose, and the corner of his mouth couldn’t help but start twitching again. Oh, this little bastard, it’s too fast.

Qiao Muzhen sat on the ground, holding Xi Muqiao's strong and powerful thighs, crying and screaming, while telling his tragic family, while blowing his tears to Xi Muqiao's trousers.

Xi Muqiao blinked, and the awkward lame, this little thing turned out to be like a sloth, holding his own legs and not letting go, too much.

ten minutes later.

Qiao Mu is still crying, and I don't know if I am really scared. I will not talk at this time, just crying. Xi Muqiao’s heart was soft. In the end, she remembered the little things for more than ten years. She saw her crying like this, and she couldn’t bear it.

"Get up." Xi Muqiao reached out to pull Qiao Mu. The little things are not moving, they are still crying.

The man’s voice was strong and powerful, and he brought a few funny threats. “If you don’t get up, go to the police station.”

Hey, the little thing stood up straight, with tears in his face, still crying.

"No cry!"

The little white hand quickly licked his mouth, the other hand touched a tear, licked the wet hair, and was sent to the police station if he was afraid of slowness. The tears filled his eyes, and the round apricots were pitiful.

The face of Xi Muqiao's pity fell on Xiao Mu's face. The next second, he took a corner of his mouth and couldn't help it. He laughed.

Qiao Mu stunned, the grief of the previous moment froze, tears on his face, staring at the smile of the stranger, she never knew that a man could look so good when he laughed, it was a enchanting . That feeling, like a long drought, rain, dew, long-lasting water into the heart, people are comfortable with every pore in the body.

Xi Muqiao’s mouth was hung with a smile that couldn’t be put away, and the small face that seemed to be stiff on the little things, especially the thin-breasted eyebrows, couldn’t help but be jealous. His little things, crying his eyebrows were so funny.

The handsome face of the palm of the hand, the pitiful little eyes, the little red nose that was crying because of the cry, the reddish little mouth was high. However, the thin strip of eyebrows that smiled and looked good, turned into an eight-character eyebrow! Matching the tragic expression of the little things, the living capital is awkward!

Today, I saw this embarrassment of the little bastard, I feel that those funny videos are simply weak, and if this face is sent out, the little **** will be on fire.

Seeing that Mumojo stared at himself, Qiao Mu suddenly remembered, oh, her eyebrows, when she cried, she became a splayed character. She didn’t know why, in short, how many times she was laughed at.

This time, Qiao Mu is really embarrassed. Nima is too shameful. Has she stepped on the **** in the past few days, and one after another, everyone else has picked up a hundred dollars, and the food aunt forgets. I have collected the money. Why did the routine change to her? God, you are killing me!

Why did this dead man have been clear from the meeting to the present, and the Qingyi is so easy to look at, every move is so beautiful, with a trace of extravagance, she has been losing face, it is really more human than the dead, special, simply too Fair.

With such a thought, when Qiao Mu found the bag back, he said that he had to buy a few pounds of bananas and apples to honour the old days. Hurry up and raise my eyebrows. When I was angry, my heart was more and more wronged. Heaven, how could she be so miserable, how bad things happened to her.

The fortunes of the fortune are too many, and it is probably what she is now. Thinking of everything from small to big, a time of sadness, tears can not help but fall down, but this time just quietly tears, tears quickly piled up in the eyelids, and then rolled down, Joe Mu did not say, from time to time to lift Wipe your hand.

It was this way to quietly shed tears, but it made Xi Muqiao’s apex hurt. The little **** is made of water. He cried when he cried, and he sang Joe’s eyebrows, took out the square, stepped on the long legs, and gently wiped the nose of the little bastard. Tears.

"What are you crying?"

Joe Mu looked up and looked straight into the man's eyes. The long curly eyelashes were stained with a little teardrop, his eyes were red, his lips were pale, and his small body shivered slightly.

The little **** is afraid.

"Big, uncle, beg you, don't, don't send me to the police station, my mother is still in the hospital, I have to earn money to pay debts, I can't go to the police station."

In a word, it made Xi Muqiao's heart stagnation, his eyes sore, his eyes suddenly reddened, and breathing began to be difficult. Every time he wheezed, the internal organs were burnt like fire, mixed with pain.

He remembered the thin piece of paper that read her experiences over the years. His heart slammed like a hail, and he was frozen and hurt. At the age of 20, the green scorpion has not completely faded. His little girl has tasted the hardships of the world.

Fortunately, the tribulation did not wear off her sharpness, she is still the little thing in his memory. But he knows that the more fragile the heart is, the more the appearance is sharp and sharp, which may be just the protective shell of small things.

A series of teardrops fell, dripping on the man's slender fingers, the hot man's fingertips trembled, and the hot man's chest undulating.

Qiao Mu apricot smashed round, carefully watching the silent man, with a trace of panic in his eyes, his lips slightly stunned, his face full of tension, a tremor in his voice, "You, what compensation do you want, as long as I have it for you."

Fangpa has been soaked, this little thing is made of water, so many tears? The man sighed, his eyes and eyes covered the wetness of the fundus, his voice was low, with a trace of meager hoarseness. "Do not worry, I will not compensate, nor will I send you to the police station."

"Ah?" Qiao Mu was dull.

Don't compensate, don't go to the police station, that is to follow the rules of the Tao? The hand is falling, oh? Mom, say so much, still can't escape.

"呜~呜~" The small body shook even more, and the small mouth screamed, and the expression was instantly saddened, and the tears could not fall back.

Xi Muqiao helped the amount, and there was no way to tears on the little bastard. Hey, he said that he would not compensate or send to the police station. Why did he cry again? Is it so happy?

"Hey, Uncle, I know that you are the boss of the underworld, but I don't want to lack arms and legs. Hey, can we replace it with something else? I don't want to have a piece missing, oh..."

Xi Muqiao: "..."

"You said that I am the boss of the underworld?" Who has seen such a handsome and graceful, gentle and elegant underworld boss?

The little **** nodded, "on."

Just now, Xi Muqiao, who was saddened by the little bastard, felt that he was going to be mad again. The temple was a sudden burst of head. I don’t know if it should be laughed.