"Wife!"

When Tong jiumo heard the speech, she really couldn't smile bitterly, but she wanted to be indifferent, "hooligan!"

He must have been sent by monkeys to make fun of hooligans!

"Wife!" Mo Qijue shouted again.

"Scum!" Tong jiumo's teeth are itchy.

"Wife!" Mo Qijue is addicted.

"Dead pervert!" Tong jiumo was pestered and yelled by a man like him. He was a little afraid, "if you do this again, I'll call the police!"

Mo Qijue was stunned when he heard the speech.

Didn't his son tell him that this morning?

Sure enough, it was Tong jiumo's own son.

They speak as like as two peas.

Moreover, he called his wife a few times and became a hooligan scum and a dead pervert?

And call the police?

"Wife......" Mo Qijue didn't believe in evil and shouted again.

Tong jiumo's scalp was numb and he was furious in situ. "I'm afraid of you. You'd better call me Momo!"

This man... Is a grinding old fox!

"Now I prefer to call you wife, a unique name, than foam."

Mo Qijue got a bargain and said, "anyone can call you Mo Mo, but my wife can only call me."

Tong jiumo was flushed by him, holding a golf club and changing the topic, "aunt said you were very good. Don't you teach me?"

Mo Qijue took a glass of fruit wine, took a sip, then put it aside, walked behind her, hooked his lips and smiled.

"We have a tacit understanding." Mo Qijue said.

"What tacit understanding?" Tong jiumo doesn't know what he's talking about.

"Lovers wear." Mo Qijue raised his eyebrows and said.

Hearing the speech, Tong jiumo looked down at the two people's clothes. They were really black. Chi Bingqing was joking just now.

Tong jiumo frowned and said, "what my aunt gave me must be prepared in advance. Your means of chasing girls... It's really earthy."

Mo Qijue's face sank, earth?

His soil?

The last time she said Turkish love words, now he said he was?

Where is he so handsome and rich?

"Can't it be the lovers' clothes that we have each other's hearts?" Mo Qijue looked at her and asked with an eyebrow.

Mo Qijue looked at himself and Tong jiumo wearing lovers' clothes. He was very happy and in a very good mood.

But Tong jiumo is not in such a good mood. She really wants to go back and change her clothes.

Tong jiumo picked up the club and hit it blindly.

He missed the ball several times and hit his foot.

Mo Qijue looked at her clumsy appearance and smiled, "I'll teach you."

After that, Mo Qijue walked behind her and put his hand around her. When she struggled, a pair of big hands held her soft boneless hands and adjusted her posture.

The two people's posture is ambiguous, almost connected.

When he felt his temperature, Tong jiumo's body seemed to be stunned and suddenly softened.

And he seems to be getting tighter and tighter.

She frowned and warned, "Mr. Mo, I can do martial arts!"

Eat her tofu!

Do you want to be beaten?

Mo Qijue smiled, "I'm teaching you to play."

Then he put his chin on her shoulder, and the magnetic voice was love medicine, "your posture is wrong."

"Are you eating my tofu?" Tong jiumo asked.

"I'm teaching you." Mo Qijue said solemnly.

"Then don't stick so close! You are clearly taking advantage of me! " Tong jiumo has a black face.

If she hadn't seen Chi Bingqing's eyes coming here, she would have kicked the seven barons of mo.

PS: ask for a ticket, ask for a ticket, ask for a variety of patterns, ask for a ticket, ask for a MEDA, and add 2~