Pan Sen couldn't help but say, "Qin Mo, are you so strict?"

Huo Qiu answered, "My cousin is seldom."

The others looked at Wen Xia and laughed "haha". Wen Xia's face turned red and she lowered her head to eat a piece of barbecue.

Perhaps because of drinking, Qin Mo lost the bad face of "Don't mess with me" now, and leaned gently on the chair, "Yes, I have to be strictly managed by my wife, and it can't be cured."

Pan Sen and Zhao Zichuan: “…”

shameless!

Others thought he was joking with them, and then they burst into laughter again. After a while, they started to make trouble with each other, but they didn't come to make trouble for Qin Mo.

A group of boys started talking about playing games, and Wen Xia ate while listening with relish.

Qin Mo glanced at Wen Xia's bowl full of barbecue, and then his eyes fell on her face. Her cheeks bulged because the food was too full. She kept chewing, pouting and pouting.

His throat rolled twice, with the sound of being moistened by alcohol, "Wife, feed me a piece."

Wen Xia subconsciously picked up a chopstick and fed it to him. When he finished eating, her eyes were bright: "Is it delicious? I think this barbecue is delicious."

“My wife feeds it all delicious.”

Qin Mo leaned on the chair and put one hand on Wen Xia's shoulder. His eyes were filled with wine-colored mist, and he had three parts of desire.

He raised his chin and said, "Wife, feed another piece."

Wen Xia was critically hit by the beauty for more than ten seconds, and she reacted and looked away. Cough, Qin Mo, seduced her in public.

Noting that everyone else was looking at them, she put half of the meat in the bowl and gave it to Qin Mo, "Eat it yourself."

Then she took a piece of watermelon and was about to calm down, but the next second she was gnawed, "..."

Looking at someone with watermelon stains on the corner of her mouth, her cheeks turned red quickly. She opened her eyes wide and glared at him, "Qin Mo! Do you want to eat it yourself?"

"Actually, I want to eat you." Qin Mo was so inappropriate that he raised his eyes and half-crossed his mouth.

Wen Xia: “…”

She suspected that he was drunk.

After eight o'clock, they finished their meal. Qin Mo got up and went to check the bill. Zhao Zichuan and the others hurriedly stopped him from getting a slap. Quan Qiang burped, "Qin Mo, if we ask, we will invite you, do you look down on us?"

When Zhao Zichuan and the others checked the bill, Wen Xia went to the bathroom.

At this time, Pan Sen handed a bag to Qin Mo, "Qin Mo, we wish you a happy 18 year old."

Several others came over.

Seeing their slutty smile on their faces, Qin Mo knew that it was not a good thing, at least for him now, it was not a good thing.

He glanced at the stuff inside the bag, "..."

Wu Bo is the only experienced person among them. "Qin Mo, do you want me to teach you a few tricks?"

Qin Mo: "..."

I want you, a young boy, to teach you?

He closed the bag and gave it to them, "No, no, no."

Panson said with bad intentions: "It will always be used in the future. This is our little intention for you to become an adult."

Wu Bo interrupted again: "That kind of thing should be done step by step, and you should not be too hasty."

Qin Mo: "..."

What the hell are these words?

...

When Pan Sen and the others left, Wen Xia stared at the bag in Qin Mo's hand curiously, thinking that it was a toy gift. "Husband, what fun is it?"

Hearing the three words "funny", Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and handed her the bag directly, "You'll know it when you're playing with your wife."

Wen Xia looked at the bag: "..."

Then he suddenly "coughed" and his little face turned red.

It took a long time to recover and glanced at someone speechlessly, "Qin Mo, are you all thinking about this in high school?"

She knew that high school boys would watch that kind of movie, cough, but she didn't know how to do that kind of thing.

Qin Mo shook his head and said seriously: "I haven't used to do it before, but now I have it."

Wen Xia: “…”

She returned the hot potato in her hand and warned: "I'm not an adult yet."

Qin Mo swept her breasts and said meaningfully: "I can see it."

Wen Xia: "!!"

She jumped up and pinched his neck, "Qin Mo, I'll fight you."

Qin Mo chuckled, then bent down and picked up his furious wife, "Come on, my husband can stand it."

...

Wen Xia was kidnapped by Qin Mo. He originally thought that this guy was going to do something irregular, but found out that he was just taking her home to eat cake.

Qin Ande and Jiang Yu were not at home and were busy with things. They had already taken time to celebrate Qin Mo's birthday at noon.

After Wen Xia lit a candle for him, she happily sang a birthday song, "Husband, close your eyes and make a wish."

The girl was smart and cute under the flashing candles, especially her eyes, which turned into a beautiful crescent moon.

Qin Mo closed his hands together, and the corners of his mouth looked beautiful, "I hope to marry my wife at the age of 22."

Wen Xia smiled and hummed twice, pouted and said, "You won't work if you say it."

Qin Mo wanted to die of her cute little look. He leaned closer to her and kissed her, "Wife will be effective if you agree. Wife, do you agree?"

Wen Xia looked arrogant and said, "I reluctantly agreed."

Qin Mo laughed twice, hooked up a little cake, and quickly applied it to her lips, "Will your husband taste sweet?" In her dazed eyes, he held her face and kissed her directly.

After a few minutes, he let go of her with satisfaction. The magnetic voice was neither fast nor slow, "I'm so sweet that my husband."

Wen Xia calmed down and reached out to squint the cream on Qin Mo's face. Qin Mo did not dodge or dodge, leaned against the sofa and asked her to apply it.

Wen Xia smeared his nose, forehead and mouth. Finally, she took out her cell phone and took a few photos of him, and said proudly: "Honey, don't mess with me in the future, be careful to expose it to you."

"Okay, I won't mess with my wife in the future."

Qin Mo took advantage of her viewing while she was looking at the photos and rubbed her face. Wen Xiafang responded and began to fight back, "Okay, you Qin Dog, you actually launched a sneak attack."

The two began to cause trouble for the exquisite cake. Qin Mo was wiped by Wen Xia, and even the abdominal muscles of the clothes were wiped.

Wen Xia is also a cake, not Qin Mo wiping it, but she rubs it on Qin Mo herself.

Qin Mo, a stinky hooligan, didn't wipe her, and kissed her when he got the chance.

...

It was already past 9:5 when Wen Xia arrived home. Wen De was still sitting in the living room watching financial news. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he looked over. Wen Xia had traces of cake butter on her body.

Meeting his gaze, Wen Xia touched her nose guiltily, then smiled and said, "Dad, have you eaten? I'll give it to you if you haven't eaten."

"Eat." Seeing her happy look, Wende did not ask her why she came back late. He said again: "You Teacher Cao just called me and asked you to go back to No. 2 Middle School after school this Friday, saying that it was a scholarship."

Wen Xia's eyes lit up. No. 2 Middle School's first place at the end of each semester will receive a scholarship of 500 yuan, and she forgot about this.

She looked like a little rich woman and said, "When I get it back, I will invite my dad to have hot pot."

Wende's face was a little softer, "Yeah."
Chapter completed!