Tong Jiumo glanced at him and said, "Go watch TV!" ”

With that, he went to the living room and turned on the TV to watch.

However, she was holding the remote control and didn't know how to turn on the TV.

She could only ask Mo Qijue for help, "Mo Qijue." ”

“……”

She was answered by a quiet echo.

"Mo Qijue." Tong Jiumo shouted again.

“……”

But no one responded to her.

Isn't Mo Qijue standing there?

Why not get her back?

"Mo Qijue, didn't you hear me call you?" Tong Jiumo stood up with the remote control, looked back at him and asked.

Mo Qijue now put on a face, and his eyes were also resentful, and he sat down on the sofa.

"Mo Qijue." Tong Jiumo stretched out his foot, kicked his foot, and shouted again.

Mo Qijue was silent, raised his eyes and glanced at her, "What's your name?" ”

"Mo Qijue." Tong Jiumo said.

"You should change your tune now." Mo Qijue was angry.

Why is it so difficult to hear her call him husband?

"What do you say?" Tong Jiumo handed him the remote control, "I won't turn on the TV." ”

She rarely watches TV and doesn't know how to do basic operations.

"I called what I liked to hear, and I opened it." Mo Qijue didn't answer the remote control, and hugged his chest with his hands very arrogantly.

"Who said just now that you want to pamper me for the rest of your life, and now let you turn on a TV for me, you won't be happy, I can't live with you this day."

Tong Jiumo dropped the remote control, turned around and left the living room as she spoke.

Seeing this, Mo Qijue was so frightened that he got up from the sofa, and while pulling her wrist, he picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

"Wife, the TV is on!"

Mo Qijue hugged her body and didn't let her go.

Mo Qijue wants to hammer his heart to death.

He can't fight his wife.

He thought he was black enough, and his wife was darker than him.

A word can make him compromise and let him know what he is wrong......

I don't dare to play tricks with her in the future.

Calling her husband seems to be really casual.

Mo Qijue silently prayed in his heart: I hope he won't wait too long.

Tong Jiumo escaped smoothly, sat down on the sofa, watched TV seriously, and ignored him.

Calling her husband, she couldn't scream a little.

Hey, let's call it again when I get familiar with it, but now she really can't scream.

It was still early, she didn't know what to do, and she couldn't sleep, so she could only watch the time.

She didn't look at what was going on on the TV, she just sat on the couch and counted the time.

Mo Qijue went to the kitchen and poured two glasses of freshly squeezed juice and handed her one.

And at this time, the TV was supposed to be on well, but suddenly the painting style on the screen changed, and it became an indescribable picture, and there was an unsightly cry from the TV.

Tong Jiumo was so frightened that he hurriedly went to find the remote control.

"Momo, you used to like to watch this kind of TV." Mo Qijue didn't go to see the picture of the TV, just listening to the sound to know what it was.

He also sat down beside her, looked at her with a wicked expression, and lazily raised his hand on her shoulder, watching TV with her.

He never watches TV, and mostly watches national news and financial news.

It was really cosy to have a candlelit dinner and watch TV together after the meal.

What was being played on TV was vulgar to him in the past.

But these days, it's a good piece of content.

Tong Jiumo took the cup and thanked him.

But she blushed so much that she quickly explained, "I didn't see it...... It's the TV set that puts it on its own! ”

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