After getting married, she is tender and soft

Chapter 117

Jiang Mu was suddenly curious.

What will he look like when he is cold-hearted, will he abuse her physically and mentally like in the abuse novel, imprisoning her in a big villa to be a canary?

The man looked down at her.

The emotions in his eyes rolled, his thin lips slightly opened and bit her fingers, as if punishing her for not paying attention.

Ok?
Jiang Mu raised his eyes, smiled, silently provocative.

There was a flash of light in Xiao Junheng's dark eyes, if he read it correctly, is she saying that he dare not touch her now.

The lips with a smile were sucked.

Lingeringly wandering around the base of the ears on the face, there is a great intention to do her right now.

When the big hand slid into her back and tentatively touched the shoulder straps of her underwear, her heart skipped a beat.

He really dared.

Jiang Mu raised his head with great effort, staring blankly at the desire to devour everything in his eyes, the madness of not caring about anything shocked her.

"Don't, it's live."

Her voice was breathless, soft and waxy, which made people imagine.

Jiang Mu had no intention of paying attention to what was going on in the live broadcast room, and there was only one thought in his mind.

The lights in the hall are very bright, and it is very dazzling to close your eyes if you do it.

The strong light hits the body, which ruins the beauty too much.

Xiao Junheng forcefully took the phone away, and casually threw it on the coffee table.

The man came up to continue, but she didn't want to stop.

"Go back to the room."

She panted and pushed his chest, the man froze for a moment, hugged him horizontally with his big hands, and strode upstairs.

There was a moment of silence in the live broadcast room, and the bullet screens stopped swiping.

a long time.

"Hello? Is anyone still there?"

"Can we still wait for the anchor to appear tonight?"

"This is the first studio in history that was abandoned by the host. I want to ask if I can still see my husband before dawn."

"Upstairs is thinking about farts, your husband is busy serving the actress."

"Let's go, let's go, think about the physique of the boss, and then think about the figure of the actress, tsk... sleepless night."

The barrage in the live broadcast room became fragmented and sparse.

The number of people in the upper left corner gradually decreased, and viewers who couldn't hold on went offline one after another.

Only those night owls hung up their phones and took a look from time to time.

Until five o'clock in the morning, the man who got up for morning exercise looked at the live broadcast room curiously, and turned it off mercilessly.

Followed by.

New posts are all the rage.

【What time does Jiang Yinghou go to bed!!!】

1L: Judging from the time Mr. Xiao woke up, the actress probably just fell asleep.

3L: That's obviously for getting up and doing morning exercises. It's not a pile driver. After a night of hard work, you will be bald.

18L: Hahaha, bet on a bag of spicy strips, the actress will wake up before noon, because she is hungry.

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186L: Damn, you guys are discussing the queen's sexual affairs in a serious way, aren't you afraid that she will quit the circle in embarrassment?

This is the end.

Downstairs was quiet, and there were no good people bubbling up, for fear that it would be a sin if one accidentally stepped back from the circle.

It was bright daylight when Jiang Mu woke up.

She didn't sleep until she woke up naturally. Ge Ping, who hadn't slept all night, committed suicide to the villa and pulled her up from the bed.

The premise is that Mr. Xiao is not at work, otherwise he would not dare to give him ten guts.

Jiang Mu lay lazily on the bed and flipped through his phone.

Ge Ping hurriedly paced back and forth: "My aunt, you can really create topics."

Other artists worry about the lack of popularity every day, but his family's is good. The popularity is so high that he panics, for fear that one day the popularity will be too high and he will be backlashed.

"How did you promise before I left that you can't hold on for another 10 minutes for a total of two hours of live broadcast?"

You have to do this and that in front of tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room.

Well now, he even wanted to like the comment about having lunch.

You guessed it!

(End of this chapter)