Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

He looked away and resumed slicing his fruit.

"bump--"

Ge Di, a crisp voice echoed in the kitchen, and a plate was sacrificed gloriously.

The considerable movement shocked Jian Qing outside the living room, and she couldn't help but smile.

It seems that the dishes and chopsticks at home are no longer safe. Should she stock up on more?

In the kitchen, the atmosphere condensed.

There was a bit of embarrassment on Mo Xiao's face, and he looked at the broken plates on the ground at a loss.

Slippery hands, purely slippery hands.

"Ah!"

A low chuckle sounded from behind, and Mo Xiao knew who it was without even thinking.

He secretly gritted his teeth, turned to look at Quan Jingwu, and said in a cold voice, "My hand slipped. Do you have any objections?"

Quan Jingwu raised his eyebrows, looking past him and landing on the detergent foam that was about to overflow in the sink.

It should be more difficult to avoid slippery hands.

"You broke a plate in my house." He said quietly.

Mo Xiao gritted his molars, "Your home?"

This is his daughter's house, why does it become his home? How can this person be so shameless?

"My and Guabao's home." He said matter-of-factly.

Mo Xiao said that he was about to explode on the spot.

He gave her a cold look and sneered, "You're not even engaged, so don't say it too early."

As for the matter of horoscopes, after his precious daughter forgives him, he will definitely put on some shoes for this brat Quan Jingwu.

I don’t know how to please my future father-in-law at all, bad review.

"Thanks to your reminder, my marriage to Guobao should be put on the agenda soon." Quan Jingwu's thin red lips revealed a faint smile, "I will definitely invite you to the wedding banquet then."

Drink your uncle.

Mo Xiao sneered coldly, looking at the overly bright smile on his face, he wanted to punch him.

Forget it, for the sake of his precious daughter, he would just put up with him a little longer.

Without arguing with Quan Jingwu, he turned around and continued the task of washing the dishes.

Quan Jingwu cut the fruit and walked out slowly.

When passing him, he casually glanced at the washed dishes and chopsticks, his eyes darkening.

After checking the eyes, these bowls can be donated to the trash can.

It seems that his future father-in-law was not as good at washing dishes the first time.

"What are you looking at?" Mo Xiao glanced at him dissatisfied and snorted.

Quan Jingwu was not annoyed and left the kitchen without saying a word.

"It seems that I have to discuss with Guabao whether to order a batch of bowls and plates for emergencies."

Mo Xiao, "..."

Patience, love, tolerance.

Bah, he doesn't want any of it.

Quan Jingwu, a bastard, is simply intolerable.

He, Mo Xiao, had never been pressed down and beaten like this by a young boy in his life.

After leaving the kitchen, Quan Jingwu looked at the woman sitting on the carpet smoothing Xueqiu's hair, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jian Qing looked up and saw that he was the only one, with a flash of doubt in his eyes.

"Why are you alone?"

Don't they wash the dishes together?

"Still washing dishes." He put the fruit on the table and sat down next to her.

"..."

The three of them only had a few bowls, so they should have finished throwing them.

Quan Jingwu stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms, and gently rubbed her belly with his free hand.

Jian Qing habitually nestled in his arms and enjoyed his services.

"So comfortable."

Among the three of them, she ate the most at night.

He looked at the lazy and charming figure in his arms and couldn't help but think of the elegant Persian cat.

The two of them were very affectionate here, and Mo Xiao was still washing dishes sadly while he was alone.

Looking at the washed dishes, Mo Xiao stared at the bumped corner, feeling a little depressed.

After thinking about it, he placed the most damaged dishes at the bottom, and then placed the most completely washed dishes at the top.

Looking at his masterpiece, Mo Xiao nodded with satisfaction.

He washed his hands and walked out.

As soon as he walked out, the scene that broke into his eyes caused the air-conditioning on his body to quickly dissipate.

Damn, take advantage of his daughter.

He walked over quickly, deliberately making his footsteps loud.

Jian Qing pulled away his hand and quickly got out of his arms.

Quan Jingwu looked at the empty arms and frowned.

He raised his eyes and looked at Mo Xiao, who was sitting on the sofa opposite. A strange color flashed through his deep purple eyes.

"My dear, I almost forgot that we have a dishwasher at home. If I had known, I would have put the bowls in the dishwasher just now."

After saying this, Mo Xiao's butt was still hot, and he suddenly wanted to get up and start a fight with someone across from him.

His face darkened, and his daggers shot towards Quan Jingwu one after another.

Damn it, that brat Quan Jingwu definitely messed with him on purpose.

With his shrewd mind, when he still forgets things, can he tell the ghost?

Jian Qing raised her hand and patted her head. Oh, why did she forget that thing?

Quan Jingwu was the one doing the cleaning on weekdays, and she almost forgot about the existence of the dishwasher.

She looked at Mo Xiao with an apologetic look. Mo Xiao couldn't bear to make her feel guilty, and said quickly, "It's okay, it's just a few bowls, it's not a big deal."

"Uncle An is right, a few bowls won't waste time." Quan Jingwu rubbed the top of her hair and said calmly.

Mo Xiao, "..."

Damn it, he must find time to meet Quan Hao. He would like to ask him how he raised such a son.

He's so thick-skinned that even a bullet might not be able to penetrate him.

Invisibly, the atmosphere became a little subtle.

"Don't you want to drink?" Jian Qing chatted awkwardly.

Before he finished speaking, two eyes collided in the air, sparks flying.

"Only one cup per person," she said again.

"Okay." The two of them had a rare tacit understanding this time.

Quan Jingwu stood up, followed by Mo Xiao. The two took the wine glasses and red wine and walked outside to the courtyard.

The transparent wine glasses reflected the profiles of the two people, each holding a glass.

Quan Jingwu took a sip and glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "Uncle An seems to be very dissatisfied with me?"

"I'm really not satisfied." Mo Xiao replied rudely.

He would be damned if he could be satisfied with taking away his precious daughter.

"Ha!" Quan Jingwu pulled his lips and smiled.

If he is not satisfied, then he wants to see Black Jack's "daughter-in-law". He is not satisfied.

"Why are you laughing?" Mo Xiao looked at him suspiciously. He said he was not satisfied, but he could still laugh.

"Nothing." He said.

Mo Xiao hummed softly, and after a while, he said in a calm voice, "Treat Qing'er well. If you dare to bully my precious daughter, I will never let you go."

Although he particularly dislikes him, he has to admit Quan Jingwu's ability and skills. With him protecting Qing'er, he can feel more at ease.

There was a slight smile in Quan Jingwu's eyes, and he stabbed his heart rudely with the knife, "My dear, it seems he hasn't acknowledged you yet, right?"

He dared to let his sweet baby run out of An's old house in the rain, but he still forgot about it.

"..."

Mo Xiao's face darkened and his eyes shot towards him like swords.

This guy is so classless.

I drank a glass of wine for almost an hour.

Jian Qing looked up at the clock on the wall, then turned to look at the two people outside the floor-to-ceiling window, with a flash of confusion in her eyes.