Chapter 8: Molesting Her Husband (1)
"That's good." Murong Xi hung up the phone with satisfaction.
Fu Yejing, a big man, was called sister-in-law by his former brother, ouch, I think it's very funny when I think about it.
She was desperate to see the famous scene.
Although she doesn't admit it, she can't deny that she has some evil factors in her heart.
After Murong Xi hung up the phone, she swiped to break the password of her husband's mobile phone.
With the last experience, this time it took less time, she just broke the password of her mobile phone and set a new one.
Don't blame her for being immoral, she really just wants to have fun, and if you want to play really, you have to be real.
She wasn't interested in knowing her husband's secrets or anything.
Murong Xi picked up a piece of bread with a fork and stuffed it into her mouth, feeling that her back was cold, she turned her head.
Her husband appeared in the back.
Scared, why is it so elusive?
"What? Haven't had breakfast yet? "Murong Xi just did something bad, and he was a little afraid.
A little weak-hearted, but she quickly regained her senses.
Murong Xi's body was wearing a chiffon shirt with a pair of ripped jeans, not to mention, he looked quite youthful and energetic.
A no-makeup without powder, white and tender little face, healthy ruddy color, beautiful, straight nose tip is extremely beautiful, her lips are not smeared with any makeup, and the cherry mouth is really cute.
Her small and delicate body, although not short, looks a little petite in front of Fu Yejing's tall and handsome figure, and her soft waist is full of hand.
"You, what shall I call you?"
Fu Yejing doesn't want to play a guess who I am anymore with her?
"Heh, I'm afraid you're not addicted to it at night, I'm your husband, can my own husband forget?"
Murong Xi left the bread from his mouth for a few seconds, and then continued to eat the bread elegantly after speaking.
Wasn't that haughty look exactly what he used to do?
O Present World!
"You,"
Fu Yejing would really be angry with the person in front of him.
I don't know who is in my purported body?
And she also knows a lot of things, even if she goes out, others may not be able to see any flaws!
Murong Xi ate bread by herself, but her gaze kept falling on her.
Murong Xi quickly finished the bread, and then wiped his mouth and hands with a tissue.
"Wife, you are so beautiful today!"
Murong Xi leaned close to her ear, and a warm breath sprayed into his ear, and as she expected, the tips of her body's ears were red, and they were cute.
"Wife, come, call my husband to listen."
Murong Xi looked at him playfully.
Fu Yejing really hadn't carefully observed his wife's appearance before, but today, in front of the mirror, her appearance without makeup still amazed him.
Her wife is quite beautiful without makeup, but makeup makes her so ugly.
If his wife can come back in the future, let her learn makeup!
Murong Xi: Straight male cancer, people are deliberately ugly.
Fu Yejing shut up, and stared at her with straight eyes.
Murong Xi deliberately regarded his eyes as a "discharge", and he would also have a more sultry look than him.
"Wife, are you being shy?" Murong Xi stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and then wrapped his long hand, one hand directly around her waist and waist.
Fu Yejing's face turned even redder, he didn't notice just now, he succeeded, and wanted to struggle, but a woman's strength was still smaller than that of a man, but he couldn't struggle.
"Wife, aren't you trying to seduce me when you're dressed so beautifully today?"
Murong Xi lowered his head and brought his handsome face closer to Fu Yejing, looking at him evilly.
Fu Yejing seemed to be burned, and he felt as if his body had suddenly become weak and boneless, and he was still leaning on Murong Xi's body.
This guy is so flirtatious.
Who is that person in his body?
When he saw his wife looking so amazing, did he want to cuckold himself?
When he died?
Didn't he just stand straight in front of him?
Fu Yejing struggled with all her strength, but she couldn't break out of her confinement.