"Even, your legs are so long!" Jiang Xiaoqiao's height of one hundred and sixty-eight, standing behind the man, felt that it was only to his chin, how tall is this man?

The man rolled his eyes impatiently, and met Jiang Xiaoqiao's big almond eyes, he met a female hooligan for the first time in his life!

Moreover, it seems that he is still underage......

Seeing the man pursing his lips indifferently, Jiang Xiaoqiao walked around to him in small steps, holding his head high, "Even, how tall are you?"

Smelling the strong smell of wine on Jiang Xiaoqiao's body, the man's face was gloomy, "Get out!"

"Are you a repeater? Only these two words ......" Jiang Xiaoqiao pursed his red lips, and the pear vortex on his right cheek flashed, which was very cute.

The door of the private room was knocked open, and the visitor was stunned when he saw Jiang Xiaoqiao, walked to the man's side and whispered, "Mr. Mo, the people over there are here." ”

"Hmm. Mo Jingyuan walked out of the private room with long legs, bypassing Jiang Xiaoqiao, with impatience in his eyes.

Jiang Xiaoqiao would never have dreamed that the man she was flirting with just now was the old, ugly and bald husband in her head, Mo Jingyuan.

"Mr. Mo, the one just now, it's Mrs......"

"What madam?" Mo Jingyuan pushed open the door of the private room next door and paused.

"That's the one on your marriage certificate. ”

The deep eyes narrowed slightly, and the green tendons on the back of Mo Jingyuan's hand pressed the handle suddenly appeared, "Stare at it." ”

"Yes. Lewen nodded, and wondered why Jiang Xiaoqiao had only seen him in the afternoon, why didn't he recognize him at night?

Actually, he didn't know that Jiang Xiaoqiao had slight face blindness......

Mo Jingyuan Shenlong's temperament is no longer a secret in Rongcheng, even himself, I'm afraid he doesn't know what he married, probably knows, the other party is a woman, right?

The pair of long legs that entered the private room suddenly paused again, "Is she an adult?"

"Just turned twenty. ”

Mo Jingyuan frowned slightly, he was twenty years old, why did the face just now look like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old?

"Let her go back early, by the way, which apartment did she choose?"

"The one by the sea. ”

Mo Jingyuan chuckled, the little girl would choose......

On the first floor, there was a lot of noise and shouting, one after another.

Jiang Xiaoqiao quickly forgot what happened upstairs just now, and as soon as he sat down when he came back, two people who were not afraid of death came to fight for wine.

At this moment, one has already fallen, and the remaining one is still drinking with her there.

Jiang Xiaoqiao didn't know how much he had drunk, he only felt groggy, as if he had been picked up by someone.

"I warn you, my mother is a married person!" With a strong smell of alcohol, Jiang Xiaoqiao did not forget to 'threaten' someone.

Mo Jingyuan shook his head helplessly, there was an unknown emotion in his originally cold eyes, he was twenty years old, but he was already running for three!

"Drunk?" Mo Jingyuan raised her eyebrows, this girl doesn't know what will happen if she drinks too much in this kind of place?

"I'm not drunk, drink again! Drink ......" burped, Mo Jingyuan turned his face away in disgust.

Jiang Xiaoqiao didn't know, her brain was dizzy, as if she had stuffed a stone into it, but the scene of Licheng and Jiang Beibei rolling together could never be erased in her mind, she chased her boyfriend for two years, and she had only known Jiang Beibei for a month......

The grief and emptiness in her heart made her shrink into Mo Jingyuan's arms, and her pretty little nose rubbed his chin mischievously.

"Where do you live?" Mo Jingyuan didn't have any interest in a drunk woman, even if this woman was his wife, well, just married.

"I don't want to go home, don't!" Jiang Xiaoqiao instinctively thought of the Jiang family, the nightmare home that had made her live for more than ten years.

shrank into Mo Jingyuan's arms again, staring at Mo Jingyuan's handsome face with a pair of confused eyes, "Uncle, you are so handsome!"

"......" was called a puppet when he was on the second floor, but now he has become Obasan?

"Uncle, will you take me home?"

Mo Jingyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the sweet and immature face in his arms, it is undeniable that Jiang Xiaoqiao is very beautiful, but ......

"Uncle......" Jiang Xiaoqiao came up, grabbing his shirt with his little hands, like a cat begging for dried fish, fluffy, heart-scratching cute!

"I'm not interested in being underage!" Mo Jingyuan put his shoulder on her shoulder, telling her to stay away from him.

As soon as he heard this, Jiang Xiaoqiao's pretty little face wrinkled into a bun, and with a 'brush' sound, he boldly opened the zipper of his coat, and proudly showed Mo Jingyuan: "Who is underage!"

"......" Mo Jingyuan is no matter how upright and gentlemanly he is, at this moment, he feels that his throat is dry as if he has been burned by fire, and he swallows his saliva unconsciously.

Jiang Xiaoqiao was already drunk, and he only knew that he wanted to be presumptuous now, so he grabbed Mo Jingyuan's beautiful hand, put it on his cheek and rubbed it, "Uncle's hand, it's so beautiful, Qiaoqiao is even more beautiful here......"

As he spoke, he pressed Mo Jingyuan's big hands on himself, and in an instant, a cold feeling hit, and Jiang Xiaoqiao muttered with satisfaction......

Mo Jingyuan felt that her brain exploded with a 'boom', she was playing with fire!

Fortunately, the car has always pulled up the partition, otherwise, Mo Jingyuan's face would be really embarrassing......

"Lewen, go to Mrs. Villa. "Mo Jingyuan is generous, in the contract signed by Jiang Xiaoqiao in the afternoon, she was asked to check a house and transfer it to her, who knows that this girl will tick off Mo Jingyuan's favorite set with a check, is this counted, is it fate?

As soon as the words fell, Mo Jingyuan hooked Jiang Xiaoqiao's soft body into his arms behind him, lowered his head and looked at Jiang Xiaoqiao, whose cheeks were crimson and his eyes were confused, and said, "Don't regret it......"

"I don't regret it, today is my wedding night, the old scum won't come, and you......" Jiang Xiaoqiao felt that it was much better to give such a handsome man than to an old scumbag man, anyway, sooner or later.

Hearing this, Mo Jingyuan's eyes were gloomy, "Old scum?"

"Hmm!" Hearing Mo Jingyuan's question, Jiang Xiaoqiao smiled, stretched out his fingers, and counted them one by one, "He is old and ugly, and his face is full of wrinkles, and he has hiccup...... Isn't that old-fashioned?"

Listening to Jiang Xiaoqiao's drunken words, Mo Jingyuan's face was not very good-looking, is this a drunken confession?

Seaside villa, second floor.

Mo Jingyuan held the cigarette in his hand, took a hard puff, frowned, and stared at the little woman who was tossing himself the big bed.

Jiang Xiaoqiao was lying on the huge waterbed, rolling over and over, giggling, and muttering, "Old man, I didn't expect it, I put a hat on you, it's still green......!"

"......" Mo Jingyuan extinguished his cigarette fiercely, and approached Jiang Xiaoqiao step by step with a gloomy face, "So happy to wear a hat for me?"

A pair of long legs knelt beside the bed, bent down to meet the big watery eyes, and the voice was particularly gloomy in this silent night, "I slept with my wife, and I still wore a hat?"

"Huh?" Jiang Xiaoqiao came up with wine, groggy, didn't hear what Mo Jingyuan said, and the next second, the red lips were swallowed.

In the misty feeling, Jiang Xiaoqiao felt a cold sensation hit her body, which made her want more comfortably......

The little hand hooked Mo Jingyuan's neck, catering to his further approach, muttering something in his mouth, Mo Jingyuan didn't give her any chance to regret it, and removed the last piece of restraint on her body.

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Xiaoqiao woke up with a splitting headache, moved her body, and grinned in pain.

A pair of long legs hooked the quilt, and she shrank in pain, "It hurts......"

The clothes scattered on the ground told her that last night's dream was all true!

"Really TM ......" Jiang Xiaoqiao couldn't help but burst into foul language, she really, really put a hat on the old man on the wedding night, green.

Looking at the clothes scattered on the floor, Jiang Xiaoqiao wailed......

His clothes have become rags, and it is estimated that they are too torn to wipe the floor, so I turned to look at them again, a light blue men's shirt, a pair of men's underwear, and black trousers that were left at the foot of the bed......

"Oh my God!" Jiang Xiaoqiao grabbed the quilt and covered her red face, she really did it, and slept with a strange man with the strength of wine......

With a 'click', there was the sound of a lighter lighting in the corner, and Jiang Xiaoqiao looked over vigilantly.

Mo Jingyuan sat on the chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, slowly lit the cigarette in his hand, his slender fingers held the cigarette, held his cheeks, and looked at Jiang Xiaoqiao with a smile, there were two bright red nail marks on his handsome face, she grabbed it!

"We ...... That?" Jiang Xiaoqiao asked tentatively, but this feeling of soreness all over his body, this hoarse voice, all said it all!