Chief Emperor's lovely wife

But Simuya didn't intend to listen to Jiang Xiaotong, and let her shake her arm, which seemed to be acting like a baby.

Simuya was still indifferent, which made Jiang Xiaotong very frustrated. He withdrew his hand, snorted, and turned his big eyeballs around, as if he was thinking of some countermeasure.

Simuya looked at Jiang Xiaotong calmly, looked at the look on her face, pursed her lips, and looked at her with a half-smile, with a flamboyant smile.

Jiang Xiaotong moved his lips, showing a brave look that is not afraid of death, and even reached out to lift up the clothes on his arms, with the intention of doing something.

Snorting, he threatened the man on the opposite side forcefully, almost with his hands on his hips.

"Si Muya, if you don't stop for me, I'll tear down your car."

It's a pity that in the eyes of a man, her words are tantamount to bluffing. Not only will it not have the slightest effect, but it will also make him think that she is too funny now, like a clown.

"Sweet girl, if your interest increases to something like tearing down a car, I'd be more than happy to send you my car for you to tear down. It doesn't matter if you don't have one, I have another in the garage. Buy a few and you can dismantle them until you don’t want to dismantle them.”

Simuya's face was gentle, and his words were pampering, pampering her was really nothing to say.

Jiang Xiaotong felt that he was in a mess in the wind, what's going on?
Simuya, are you sure you haven't been kicked in the head by a donkey?

"Si Muya, aren't you busy? You should be very busy as a special assistant to the governor. Why do you have so much time to come and play with me?" Grinding his teeth, he had the intention of biting Simuya.

Hearing Jiang Xiaotong's words, Simuya grinned at the corners of his lips, and smiled evilly with a pair of peach blossom eyes: "No matter how busy I am, I must spend time with you. How about it? move?"

Hearing Simuya's self-confident and scoundrel words, Jiang Xiaotong felt very speechless, and scorned him fiercely, thinking, whose friend is such a shameless person?

Jiang Xiaotong's disdain not only didn't make Simuya unhappy, but made him laugh heartily. He stepped forward and rumpled her short ear-length hair with his big palm: "Don't be too moved, as long as you treat me nicer is enough." .”

"You, you..." Jiang Xiaotong was arrogant, and really wanted to scold him for being shameless, for being so thick-skinned.

But Jiang Xiaotong knew very well that Simuya was used to being shameless, even if he said something shameless to him, he would definitely be returned severely, so it's better to just ignore it.

Jiang Xiaotong looked away, annoyed and stopped talking.

The smile on Simuya's face got bigger and bigger.

Little Sweet Girl lost her temper, like a short-eared fluffy rabbit, cute and cute, so easy to bully, and the more she was like this, the more he wanted to bully her severely.

what to do?It really seems to be bullying her.

Simuya's gaze was too hot, even if Jiang Xiaotong wanted to ignore his gaze, but the more he wanted to ignore it, the more he could feel the heat of him looking at him.

Annoyed, Jiang Xiaotong looked back at Simuya, and said angrily, "Si Muya, what do you want? I really have something to do, I'm very busy."

Simuya pulled his throat and said with a smile: "You can do whatever you want, you can tell me, I can take you wherever you want to go, including what you want to do, I can also help , Whether it is physically or otherwise, I can do it."

When he spoke, his long and narrow pupils curved slightly, deliberately biting down on the words "practice", and his tone of voice sounded ambiguous.

It was as if Jiang Xiaotong needed the strength of a man.

Jiang Xiaotong's face turned red, and he kicked Simuya angrily.

But as soon as Simuya raised his hand, he grabbed Jiang Xiaotong's feet, and smiled even more recklessly: "Tianniu, don't be shy, I understand, don't worry, I won't say it .”

What Simuya said became more ambiguous, which made Jiang Xiaotong's blush more obvious, moreover, he was really going to turn into anger from embarrassment.

No, as soon as he grabbed the word, he grabbed Simuya's proud face.

Scratch his face to see how proud he is.

Seeing Jiang Xiaotong's sharp claws, Simuya squinted her eyes and tilted her head back, her sharp claws landed on his neck.

"hiss……"

It really hurts a bit.

At the same time, he let go of Jiang Xiaotong's feet.

Hearing Simuya's gasp, Jiang Xiaotong immediately retracted his hand, glanced at his scratched neck, and suddenly felt a little apologetic, but thinking of Simuya's rascal, he flattened Bianzui quickly retracted his feet and looked away.

Seeing the change on Jiang Xiaotong's face, Simuya knew what it was for, and was about to step forward, but when his neck moved, his neck felt a slight pain, making Simuya frowned slightly.

Tsk tsk tsk, Sweetie's nails are too long, it looks like it's time to trim them.

Frowning slightly, he raised his slender fingertips and touched the place Jiang Xiaotong scratched. When he touched it, it was burning and painful. He must have been scratched again and bled.

This girl really made him dumbfounded.

There was a faint smile on the corners of his lips, and Simuya's peachy eyes fixedly looked at Jiang Xiaotong in front of him: "Sweet girl, my neck is bleeding, you said if someone asks if my neck is I was caught by the woman on the bed, what do you think I should answer?"

What Simuya said was quite ambiguous, and when Jiang Xiaotong was about to answer, he had already said again: "You know, this kind of wound will only be caught by accident when you get excited and excited when you are in bed with a woman." of."

Simuya's words of innocence made Jiang Xiaotong's scalp numb and his eyes dizzy.

This dirty embryo.

"You know it's not like this, you can explain it." Jiang Xiaotong blushed and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"I know it, but others don't know it. No matter how I explain it, people will think I'm just trying to cover it up." Simuya twitched innocently, but his eyes were full of amusement, and he was looking at Jiang When Xiaotong was in charge, he said pointedly: "As the old saying goes, an explanation is a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth."

Jiang Xiaotong was going to ask Simuya to explain it well, but after listening to his words, he could only swallow the words in his mouth. Although he was not reconciled, there was indeed such a sentence.

Simuya suddenly stepped forward and approached Jiang Xiaotong.

Simuya who approached suddenly made Jiang Xiaotong look at him warily. Looking at him from such a close distance, he saw his charming and enchanting facial features shining brightly and dazzlingly beautiful in this smile.

His plump red lips are blooming, and there is a hidden coldness in his eyes, just like the bloody manjusawa in full bloom, gorgeous and coquettish, charming and charming, but with a deadly poison, making people unable to extricate themselves.

Such a man is really a monster, such a man will drive women crazy.

Of course, there is no Jiang Xiaotong among them, Jiang Xiaotong has a thunderbolt, so at most, he only admires other men, and there is absolutely no wishful thinking.

Jiang Xiaotong didn't like this approach, it was a bit weird, so he backed away to keep a distance from him.

"You, you stay away from me, the air is not smooth." Jiang Xiaotong stretched out his hand and pushed Simuya, his eyes accidentally fell on his neck that was scratched by himself, a flash of apology flashed in his eyes, and he smiled. With a touch of apology.

Simuya smiled, raised his hand to brush his hair, and there was a hint of coquettishness in his raised hand.

He looked at Jiang Xiaotong, with a sneer of unknown meaning in his eyes, but there was no provocation, and some were just irresistible determination: "Sweet girl, just tell me where you want to go, and I will ask the driver to take you there. You can do whatever you want." Say, I just want to see what you are going to do."

"Why?" Jiang Xiaotong frowned tightly, not understanding why Simuya spent so much time with himself.

It stands to reason that she is a married woman and looks average, even if she is a good friend, it is impossible for her to run to her if she has nothing to do.

Why is Simuya so free?

Simuya seemed to see through her thoughts, his peach blossom eyes squinted at her, and he curled his lips into a smile: "Little idiot, there is nothing to think about, we are friends, and I am going to relax and watch your things, are you going to relax?" Go sketching, just in time, I also want to see your painting skills on the spot, don't put on a false name and put on airs."

Jiang Xiaotong exploded immediately, wishing he could kick the weak man in front of him away.

What a false name, what pretentiousness, fuck your sister, I am a very good sister, a capable painter, okay?

This damn bastard.

Jiang Xiaotong's cheeks were swollen with anger, his watery eyes were full of anger, and he bared his teeth and claws, wishing to stretch out his sharp claws again, and severely scratch the face of this man who looked down on his own strength.

Simuya smiled and wanted to tease her even more, wanted to see how angry she could be, he felt that such a lively sweet girl made him even more happy.

It also gave his boring life a little more brilliance.

He leaned over and approached her oppressively, and she shrank back like a mimosa whose leaves had been touched, avoiding her, her fair pink cheeks were flushed from anger or shyness, not the same as when she was angry, at this moment , It is like a fawn that is afraid of bumping around, making it even more weak.

As his handsome face approached inch by inch, she could feel the breath from his nostrils on her face, Simuya watched with satisfaction as her cheeks turned redder, as ripe as a cherry, making one want to take a bite.

However, Simuya suddenly backed away, with wide eyebrows, and a heartless smile: "If you are not going to say where to go, then I will go where I want to go."

After saying that, Simuya was ready to report the address to the driver.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaotong knew that Simuya was not joking, so he gave him a hard look, and immediately gave the driver his address.

After that, he hid in a small corner, blocked the drawing board in front of him, scratched Si Muya's eyes hard, and looked out the window.

Simuya didn't say anything, just sat quietly, admiring Jiang Xiaotong's various expressions by the way.

At the same time, Meng Jingxian and Fan Muying were invited to shoot a country-style magazine.

And the place Jiang Xiaotong was going to happened to be the same place where Meng Jingxian and Fan Muying were shooting magazines.

It is inevitable for the two groups to collide.

No, Jiang Xiaotong and Simuya just got out of the car, found an excellent spot to collect folk songs, set up the easel, took out all the tools and put them aside.

But when Jiang Xiaotong finished these tasks, she saw a large group of people walking towards her, led by Meng Jingxian and Fan Muying.

This large group of people came over, as if they were about to fight, and some of them walked faster, which really meant to fight.