I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

Suddenly she came over and realized: "Mo Yesi, wouldn't you be jealous again? Didn't I tell you? My brother and Bai have nothing. Besides, he knows that we are together, and he treats me How could there be any thoughts."

"You just don't believe your friends?"

"That's hard to say."

At first, he was not so sensitive.

But when he thought of Miyazawa, he looked a little unsightly.

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

"Then what do you want me to do? You can be completely at ease? Do you want to tie me around you for 24 hours and stay with you alone?" Qiao Mianmian asked in a very helpless tone.

No one knew Mo Yesi but nodded, "I have thought about it that way."

Imprison her, imprisoned 24 hours a day.

Let him see her all the time.

And no one can touch her except him.

He knew his thoughts were abnormal.

So he never dared to tell her the true thoughts in his heart, afraid to scare her.

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

He actually admitted!

*

the next day.

Qiao Mianmian didn't get up until the afternoon.

Even if she slept for more than ten hours, she still didn't recover.

The body is still sore.

When I got out of bed, my feet fell to the ground, and I could not stand for a while.

Last night, Mo Yesi tossed her too hard.

Like a man who had been abstinent for five hundred years, he caught her and asked for it fiercely. Qiao Mianmian cried again and cried all night. After waking up, he realized that his voice was hoarse.

Thinking of Mo Yesi last night, her legs shuddered.

She swears that she will never bet anymore.

Especially betting with Mo Yesi's clothes and beasts!

After Qiao Mianmian got up and washed, it was not too early to look at it. He was about to call Mo Yesi and asked when he would go to Bai's house, and Mo Yesi's phone came over.

Qiao Mianmian answered the phone and spoke with a hoarse voice: "Are you off work?"

"Well, you are ready to prepare, I will go home to pick you up later."

Mo Yesi had just finished speaking, as if remembering something, he immediately said another sentence: "Don't make it too grand. Friends who are familiar with each other have birthdays, just feel free to order."

"Freedom?" Qiao Mianmian blinked in confusion, wondering what the **** he wanted was.

"Well, feel free. The invitations are all acquaintances, and everyone is also very casual. So you don't need to wear very delicate makeup, you don't need to get your hair. Just dress up."

Qiao Mianmian understood: "I know, then I can fix it in half an hour. Then I'll hang up first, see you later."

Hanging up the phone, Qiao Mianmian called a maid to the dressing room and helped her to put on the skirt that Mo Yesi bought her yesterday.

When the maid helped her change the evening dress, she saw the label on the skirt and couldn't help but secretly slap in the heart.

The young master is really willing to the young lady.

The evening dress of this private custom brand is expensive.

A skirt with seven digits.

Although the young master has money, such a little money is nothing to him.

But not every rich man is willing to spend the money on his other half.

However, looking as beautiful as Mrs. Young, men are willing to throw money on such women.

Qiao Mianmian changed the evening dress, thinking of what Mo Yesi told her to be casual, and then put on a simple light makeup, then simply picked up her hair and wore a fluffy and simple retro hairstyle.