After getting married, she is tender and soft

Chapter 116 Daughter
Human hearts are greedy, with endless desires.

The man's back stiffened, and then he lowered his head and laughed.

"Fool, it's only natural for a husband to make money and spend money on his wife. This is touching, what should I do when I really treat you well in the future."

"You won't be crying and throwing up water?"

With a smile in his voice, he joked and said the most serious things.

"You hate it."

Angrily, she touched his back with her head, her face blushing.

The mobile phone in the hand is forgotten.

The camera is just facing the waist and abdomen of the two, and from the action of the two sticking together, as long as you are not blind, you can see that the relationship between the two is very good.

Yes.

Those evil comments about conspiracy theories were scolded and deleted without exception.

When the fragrant food is served, it is often only an hour after the live broadcast.

Jiang Mu was a little irritable, he was used to being stared at when he did everything, and suddenly he became awkward.

There is a kind of ambiguous space between the two being spied on, and their feedback and evaluation are given in real time.

It's quite annoying.

She looked at the phone bitterly and bitterly, with furrowed lines on her brows to express her protest.

"Can I download it now?"

Jiang Mu was asking Ge Ping who was squatting in the live broadcast room.

【Can't. 】

The administrator was afraid that she wouldn't see it, so the font was bold and glowing with colorful light, which was more eye-catching than the big brother.

Gee.

The mobile phone was thrown on the table, and the camera was facing the luxurious chandelier, the halo was dazzling.

Xiao Junheng straightened his phone in a good mood, it was a rare opportunity to swear his sovereignty, and it would be nice to let those men who are ready to move give up.

The mobile phone was placed in the tissue box, and only the camera was left facing the three dishes and one soup on the dining table.

Jiang Mu couldn't see the barrage, but he could bear it.

"You ordered glutinous rice chicken, eat more."

The man brought her food, and it was clearly seen in the camera that the chicken wings were all deboned and then sent to the actress's bowl, which was as considerate as feeding her daughter.

'Daughter' accepted it well and seemed to be used to it.

Those female viewers who hate the poor and love the rich and want to join the rich family vomited blood, so sour that it was like swallowing a hundred catties of lemons raw.

After being served for dinner, Jiang Mu worried about the remaining live broadcast time.

The phone turned on, and Ge Ping's message popped up.

[You are not allowed to mix up the time, those who have signed the contract, broadcast it well! 】

Ok.

The idea of ​​wanting to watch TV on the mobile phone can be given up.

Nine forty.

Jiang Mu felt a little drowsy, and the man upstairs who took a bath and changed into home clothes walked downstairs.

Her eyes lit up, and suddenly she had a bad idea.

The fans who were squatting in the live broadcast room saw the long legs that they were thinking about entering the country.

Further up, the slender fingers, the broad shoulders, and the indistinct collarbone passed by.

The only thing I can't see is the color I want to see.

"Where's the face?"

"Is it intentional, isn't it intentional? Who are you greedy for? It's like other people don't have a husband."

"Upstairs, she's just greedy for me on purpose. She doesn't have a husband or a husband. It's just me."

"What's the use of just looking at your body? If you can't sleep when you see it, you can only look at your face crookedly."

Jiang Mu raised his brows silently, so good.

I can't even show it to you.

The man stood still in front of her: "What are you laughing at?"

She tilted her head to look at the handsome face that others wanted to see but couldn't see, and raised her hand in a very good mood.

He lowered his head meekly, his fingers touched his face effortlessly, and the soft fingertips delicately traced his thin lips.

She remembered that there was such a sentence in the script she had read before.

Men with thin lips are cold-hearted, the domineering hero in the real-life abuse novel.

What Jiang Mu saw was not like this. The man in front of him was concentrating on his feelings, but at this moment, she was the only one in his heart.

(End of this chapter)