Beautiful wife is the best: rich husband has deep routines

Jing Moqing gave Luo Mingqiu a penetrating sneer: "It's been three days since you cut it, and you just found out?"

Luo Mingqiu touched her nose dejectedly, as if she hadn't discovered it earlier.

But no wonder Luo Mingqiu, who made him walk before she woke up and come back after she went to bed for several days, of course he couldn't be in time.

"Then I'm not so handsome that you want to eat me alive immediately, right? Even so, it's not possible..."

Luo Mingqiu's eyes widened and he looked out the window: "I'm telling you, put your worries aside! You have to attend Qisili's birthday party right now, so you can't delay it."

Qisili is Luo Mingqiu's elementary school classmate. His family runs a glass factory, and we only got in touch with him in the past six months.

The two met at several banquets, both large and small.

According to Jing Moqing's observation, Qisili is interested in Luo Mingqiu, but it's hard to say how much.

But everyone can see that there are at least a lot of them.

"It's too late to go home, how about we stay in the car?" Jing Moqing licked her lips, her voice seemed to seduce Luo Mingqiu, "I think it's okay!"

"It can be your sister!"

Just as Jing Moqing approached Luo Mingqiu, she pushed him away with her elbow.

What a joke, it took her half an hour to do her makeup, no one can destroy it!

Otherwise, she will be in trouble with whoever did it!

Although Jing Moqing teased Luo Mingqiu, he really didn't let the car stop. After all, the Qisili family had business to discuss with Jing Moqing this time, so there was no need to delay too much.

In less than an hour, the convoy arrived at the door of the hotel.

Jing Moqing opened the door and got out of the car first, and then lovingly helped Luo Mingqiu, who was still in the car, and blocked the car frame for her with her other hand to prevent her from hitting her forehead.

Luo Mingqiu couldn't stand this affectation, so he raised his hand to slap Jing Moqing away.

Who would have known that when the two were fighting, Jing Moqing fell in and threw Luo Mingqiu back into the car seat.

Jing Moqing, who was pressed against Luo Mingqiu, got her wish and kissed her. The person under her was dizzy before letting her go. He slowly pulled her up and helped her out of the car again.

Jing Moqing reached out to straighten Luo Mingqiu's hair and dress, who had not yet completely stood up, and said something that could be misunderstood: "Be good, wait until the banquet is over, and leave early later, and my husband will satisfy you when you get home. "

As he spoke, he kissed Luo Mingqiu's forehead.

Really, the two people are so disgusting that everyone present will get goosebumps when they see it.

Perhaps it was because women's intuition was particularly sensitive, Luo Mingqiu suddenly felt that someone seemed to be staring at him from a certain direction.

So, she turned her head and looked in one direction.

Jing Moqing felt strange: "What's wrong?"

While speaking, he also looked over with Luo Mingqiu.

Meng Xinjie was standing not far away in a white fishtail dress, his eyes staring at the two of them like 2500-watt light bulbs.

Four years later, this woman still hasn't given up.

As long as she had the chance to see Jing Moqing, she would still dress up beautifully and appear in front of men wearing Jing Moqing's favorite slim-fitting dress.

It's strange that Jing Moqing loves the kind of dress that can outline the protrusion of the front and the back. It's just that he and Luo Mingqiu attend banquets together, but he never agrees with his wife to wear them.

In a man's words, his wife's good figure cannot be seen by outsiders, otherwise she will be missed by flower pickers.

The expression on Meng Xinjie's face seemed to be stained with frost. She stood there blankly, and her vicious eyes were almost like peeling off Luo Mingqiu's flesh and blood, which made Luo Mingqiu want to shiver.

What is she trying to do?