Chapter 141 Shen Rou, I'm Married

The belt of the nightgown was tied loosely, as if it would come loose at any time, revealing the sexy body that would make people's nose bleed.

The man typically looks thin when dressed, but has muscles when undressed.

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

She knew that Mo Yesi had a good figure.

But she didn't expect that his figure could be so good.

When he walked, the muscles that were looming were simply sexy and attractive.

It was not until the man walked in front of her, lifted her chin, and looked at her with teasing eyes that Qiao Mianmian suddenly came back to her senses.

"Baby." The man's voice was low and tempting, "Do you want me to take off my clothes so that you can have a good look?"

Boom!

Qiao Mianmian's fair and tender face instantly turned red.

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

"Are you sure?" The handsome and deep features of the man enlarged in front of her eyes little by little, and he curled his lips playfully, "Really not looking? I may change my mind later."

Qiao Mianmian: "I'm sure!"

Facing the man's dark eyes that seemed to be smiling, Qiao Mianmian's face flushed, and she quickly looked away and changed the subject: "Well, someone called you. Aren't you going to answer the phone?"

Mo Yesi seemed to have just heard the phone ringing.

He curled his lips, slowly retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes to look at the phone that was still ringing, picked it up and pressed the answer button.

A brisk voice immediately rang out from the phone, with a hint of coquettishness: "Ah Si, why did you take so long to answer the phone? What are you doing?"

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

"Can't I call you if there's nothing wrong?" The woman seemed a little dissatisfied, but her tone was coquettish, and she didn't really mean to complain, "You guy, if I don't call you, don't you know to take the initiative to call me?"

Mo Yesi frowned, his voice was still light: "Since you have nothing to do, , then hang up. "

"Wait!" The woman was a little annoyed and said hurriedly, "Don't hang up, I have something to tell you."

"What is it?"

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

Qiao Mianmian raised his head, looked at his still wet hair, nodded and said: "Okay, then you wait a moment, I'll get the hair dryer."

"Yeah." Mo Yesi kissed her face again before letting her go.

When Qiao Mianmian turned around to get the hair dryer in the bathroom, the woman on the other end of the phone spoke with a bit of confusion and surprise, "Ah Si, who were you talking to just now? Is there a woman around you? !"

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

After at least a minute of silence.

The woman's voice sounded again: "When did you become so fond of joking?"

Mo Yesi was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, and said in a rare serious and solemn tone: "It's not a joke. Besides, you know me, when did I like to joke about this kind of thing?"

Another full minute of silence.

"Why so suddenly? Didn't you say that you are not interested in any woman? Did your uncle and aunt force you to get married, so..."