Su Qing hurriedly stopped her, "Mu'er... Muer wants to sleep with Su Qing's mother, right? Then let's go together..."
"No, Mu'er wants Mommy to sleep with Daddy. Mu'er is very good, Mu'er is going to go up to rest first... Daddy needs to work hard! Also, Mommy made a mistake just now, Mommy is Mommy, yes Mu'er's mother is not Su Qing's mother... Mommy, remember, don't make mistakes in the future, or Mu'er will be angry!"
Little Mu'er jumped off the sofa like a little rabbit and slipped upstairs.
She slipped so fast that even if Su Qing wanted to call her, it would be too late.
Obviously, he really wants to sleep with Qiao Mohan and Su Qing, and really wants to sleep between his parents and feel the warmth of care.
But in order for Daddy to develop a good relationship with Mommy, Xiao Muer chose to 'quit' by herself very sensible.
Suddenly, the living room became extremely quiet.
There were obviously other servants there just now, but at this moment only Qiao Mohan and Su Qing were left.
Su Qing realized something was wrong, cleared her throat, pretended to be calm and said, "You... that... Qiao Mohan, now that Mu'er is not here, you don't have to act. Let me down."
This man probably acted like a loving father in front of Mu'er.
Su Qing still remembered what happened before she blocked Qiao Mohan, she coughed lightly, reminding him to put herself down quickly.
Unexpectedly, instead of letting go, Qiao Mohan tightened his arms even more.
He held Su Qing in his arms, and raised his eyebrows: "Mrs. Qiao has gained weight recently, and she is not honest in my arms. If you move around, be careful that I won't be able to hold her, and she will fall."
"You..." Su Qing was anxious, no woman likes to hear a man comment on her fatness.
Her voice became hoarse: "If you think it's too heavy, why don't you put it down quickly... Qiao Mohan, can you not play tricks, I want to have a good talk with you."
She tried her best to keep herself calm and treated Qiao Mohan with the calmest tone.
There are really too many things to talk about.
Su Qing's mind is confused now, she must talk to Qiao Mohan clearly.
"I can't let it go no matter how hard it is, who told you to be my wife, Qiao Mohan. Now everyone in China knows that I, Qiao Mohan, married you, Su Qing—if I just put Mrs. Qiao down like this, people will see , I thought it was because of my lack of physical strength, but what was bad was my reputation, Qiao Mohan. What's more, didn't Mrs. Qiao want to talk to me? That's fine, let's go up and talk."
After finishing speaking, Qiao Mohan hugged her and strode upstairs.
Su Qing was taken aback, the flash of hotness in Qiao Mohan's eyes was almost too familiar.
What this man wants and what he wants to do - Su Qing can tell at a glance.
"If you want to talk, let's talk downstairs. I don't want... um... um... Qiao Mohan, let go... um..."
The words in my mouth can no longer be spoken.
Because when she opened her mouth, Qiao Mohan suddenly lowered his head and blocked Su Qing's mouth with his thin lips.
Intense and intense, full of thick possessive valleys.
Qiao Mohan has always been like this, his kisses are strong and domineering, and very skillful.
It's not like a woman like Su Qing can stand up to it.
But for a moment, Su Qing's resistance turned into a soft moan.
And her originally slightly stiff body turned into a puddle of ooze and melted into his fiery embrace.
Qiao Mohan hugged her and kept deepening the kiss.
From the initial kiss, to the sweeping with the tip of the tongue, to the unstoppable attack that destroys the city.