I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

"Fear of nothing." Mo Yesi looked at the girl in her arms with a panicked look, and smiled lowly, holding her jaw to the corner of her lips and biting gently, his voice was low and dumb. "I'll eat you and you can't succeed? Just let you call her husband, I'm afraid it will be like this."

"Mo Yesi..." Qiao looked at him pitifully, "I'm so tired, I want to rest early tonight."

So don't toss her!

Her small body can't stand his toss for the time being.

The man laughed lowly again, amused by her pitiful look, and felt amused again in his heart: "I didn't say what to do, or said, are you suggesting that I want to do something? In fact, this day is flying I'm also tired from coming and going, and I want to take a break early. But if you really want it, baby, I can..."

"No, I don't want to."

Qiao Mianmian immediately reached out to cover his mouth: "Since I'm tired, you're also tired, then let's take a rest early. You hurry someone to send something up, I'll take a shower first."

"Take a shower?" Mo Yeji raised her eyebrows and her hot lips touched her palm. "Will you join me? I'll rub your back..."

"...I wash myself!"

"Huh? Are you sure?"

"I confirm!"

"Okay." The man seemed a little sorry, and sighed, "If you change your mind, you can call me at any time."

*

Qiao Mianmian came out after taking a shower and saw Mo Yesi standing by the floor-to-ceiling window and answering the phone.

His figure was tall and slender, and he was put on a black nightgown, and his figure standing by the floor-to-ceiling window was very attractive.

Qiao Mianmian walked past lightly.

Just behind him, I heard him say a name in an extremely indifferent voice: "Shen Rou? You should ask her what she has done. What happened between her and the fourth son, I don’t know, You asked the wrong person."

"Love sentiment? It's because of so many years of love sentiment that I didn't pursue it. Otherwise, you thought this matter would be the case."

"No matter who it is, I can't move her. Today I will stop here, even if you are, if you dare to hit her idea, I will turn my face away. If you are pleading for her, Then you don’t need to say anything, I can’t forgive her.”

"Because she made an unforgivable mistake. Chance? I gave her a chance, but she didn't take it seriously."

"Okay, I don't want to listen to it anymore. If I plead for her in the future, don't call me."

Mo Yesi hung up the phone.

He turned around with a somber face, and when he saw Qiao Mianmian, who had just finished bathing, standing behind him, the layer of frost on his face seemed to melt instantly, and the temperature in his eyes also became warm.

"finished Wash?"

He reached out and pulled her gently to his side, looked at her wet hair, and took her hand to the bed: "Wait, I'll get the hair dryer."

After a while, he took the hair dryer and, after adjusting the gear, stood beside the bed and blow hair to Qiao Mianmian.

Qiao Mianmian sat by the bed, and let him blow with a clever manner.

She found that it seemed that she had blown her hair when she was married to Mo Yesi.

At first she would feel uncomfortable.

Now, waiting for him to help her blow her hair, it became a habit.

Her hair is soft, smooth and smooth, pinching the silky feel in her hand.

Mo Yesi squeezed her bunch of hair between her fingers and waited for the blow to be almost dry before she could even throw it away.

"Mo Yesi, may I ask you a question." Qiao Mianmian thought about what he had just heard and hesitated for a while, but decided to ask him in person and ask clearly.