Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Xu Mo was shocked and turned around and glared at him.

He is too shameless.

Kang Qiao kissed her chin, one by one behind her ear, and her voice was full of begging for pleasure: "But I want to do it... I haven't had it for many days."

Her throat couldn't help tightening again: "Last night, didn't it happen?"

Kang Qiao laughed and leaned in to kiss her with a hoarse voice, "I was not satisfied last night."

As he said, he took her hand and let her feel...

The atmosphere changed in vain, and the air was full of heat.

Xu Mo bit her lip and stared at him, Kang Qiao coaxed her, "Do it once, eh?"

As a result, a man's words cannot be believed, and he did it twice, three times, countless times!

After that night, Xu Mo kicked Kang Qiao out of the house, changed the door lock, and didn't let him in again.

However, in the next few days, she always felt that when she was walking in the community and eating nearby, people would watch her.

There was even a little girl who asked her to sign a book because she was Concho's wife! ! !

Xu Mo was speechless, so he called Wen Yuan and asked her to help.

Wen Yuan lay on the bed, waiting for Ye Mubai to come out. She held the phone and smiled: "Do you want to break him completely?"

Xu Mo became a little guilty: "I...no, I don't want him to be too serious."

"Afraid of hurting him?" Wen Yuan hit the nail on the head, "Afraid you can't give him happiness?"

Xu Mo stopped speaking.

Wen Yuan is holding the mobile phone in one hand, and drew circles on the bed sheet with the other hand, "Xu Mo, you don't think it is right. Now it is Kang Qiao who gives you happiness. You only need to accept it. As for how much you give I don’t think he will mind for the time being. The one who cares is paying a little more."

After finishing talking, a warm and strong body covered her back and leaned in her ear: "Being an emotional expert?"

Wen Yuan patted behind him: "Don't make trouble, I'm talking to Xu Mo."

Ye Mubai smiled, turned over and leaned on the bed, his voice slightly low and hoarse: "Hurry up."

Wen Yuan glanced at him, but his face flushed in despair.

The nightclub suddenly couldn't wait. He caught her directly in his arms and stroked her. Wen Yuan was weakened by the clothes, and bit her lip to protest: "Concho!"

"If you don't want to be broadcast live by Xu Mo, just hang up." He took a bite in her ear.

Wen Yuan pushed him away, "Stop making trouble."

"You said yours, I did mine, eh?" Ye Mubai held her waist and started unceremoniously.

Wen Yuan was speechless, biting his lip: "Wait a minute."

He smiled and stopped gracefully.

But when Wen Yuan talked to Xu Mo again, Xu Mo had already hung up the phone——

Just kidding, she didn't want to listen to Huochunyi Gong.

Wen Yuan put down the phone and glared at the man, "Ye Mubai, you always do this."

Now he was not in a hurry. He caught Wen Yuan and put it on his lap, pulling his wife’s hair without a moment, “Don’t talk too much about them, Kang Qiao added a hand to it. Jin is there!"

"I can't ignore it!" Wen Yuan helplessly, "Besides Xu Mo is not our friend?"

"It's your friend. To me, she will be a guy who eats inside and out." The nightclub hummed, took a cigarette and lit it with a lighter.

Wen Yuan opposed him smoking at home, but he rarely did so, she endured it.