The robe is tied loosely, as if it will dissipate at any time, revealing the sexy and good figure inside that will make people bleeding.

Men typically look slim when dressing, and they are fleshy when they take off their clothes.

The tight and strong muscles made Qiao Mianmian's eyes straight.

She knew Mo Yesi was very good-looking.

But I didn't expect... his figure would be so good.

While walking, the muscles that were looming were so sexy that they were so sexy that they were extremely seductive.

It was not until the man walked up to her, raised her jaw, and looked at her with teasing eyes that Qiao Mianmian suddenly came to her senses.

"Baby." The man's voice was low, with temptation, "Do you want me to take off my clothes and let you look at it well?"

boom!

Qiao Mianmian's white and tender little face turned red in an instant.

"Ahem." She coughed violently, "No, no need."

"Are you sure?" The man's handsome and deep facial features magnified little by little in front of her eyes, and he curled his lips. "I really don't look? I'll change my mind in a while."

Qiao Mianmian: "...I'm sure!"

When he met the man's smiling ink-colored eyes, Qiao Mianmian's face became hot. He hurriedly looked away and changed the topic: "That, someone called you. Don't you answer the phone?"

Mo Yesi seemed to have heard the phone ringing.

He curled the corners of his lips, slowly withdrew his gaze, looked down at the phone that was still ringing constantly, picked it up and pressed to connect.

A light voice immediately rang out from the phone, with a little coquettish look: "As, why did you take the phone so long? What are you doing?"

"Just just taking a shower." Mo Yesi glanced at Qiao Mianmian standing beside him and said lightly, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Can't you call you if you're fine?" The woman seemed a little dissatisfied, but her tone was sweet and she didn't really complain. "You guy, if I don't call you, you don't know how to call me?"

Mo Yesi frowned, his voice still faintly: "Since you have nothing to do, then I'll die."

"Wait!" the woman was a little angry and said hurriedly, "Don't worry, I have something to tell you."

"What's up?"

Before the woman could speak, Mo Yesi reached out and hugged Qiao Mianmian into her arms. He lowered his head and kissed her cheek gently, and said gently: "Baby, help me blow my hair. The hair dryer is in the bathroom, you go and take it out."

Qiao Mianmian raised her head, looked at his wet hair, nodded and said, "Okay, then wait a moment, I'll get the blowing air."

"Yeah." Mo Yesi gently kissed her on the face before letting her go.

When Qiao Mianmian turned to the bathroom to get a hair dryer, the woman on the other end of the phone came over with a little doubt and a little surprised voice, "As, who were you talking to just now?... is there a woman by your side?!"

"Yeah." Mo Yesi found a place to sit down, curled his lips gently and said, "Shen Rou, I'm married. That was my wife just now."

After at least one minute of silence.

The woman's voice rang again: "When did you become so joking?"

Mo Yesi was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, and his tone was rarely serious and serious: "It's not a joke. Besides, you know me. When did I like to joke about such things?"

Another minute of silence.
Chapter completed!