Chapter 197 It Has Expired Today

My heart was beating rapidly.

"Call me hubby, okay?" There was a hint of coaxing in the deep magnetic voice, which made people feel soft in their hearts.

Qiao Mianmian was aroused to the point where her heart was trembling.

In front of you is the man's impossibly handsome face, in your ears you hear his voice that is so sultry that it can make your ears pregnant, and in your nose is his alluring aura...

Qiao Mianmian felt a little dizzy as if she had been poisoned.

Her face felt hot, and her face was as red as blood.

"Mo, Mo Yesi..."

Call him husband?

Ahhhh.

I feel so ashamed.

Although according to the relationship on the marriage certificate, he is already her husband.

However, she felt really awkward and ashamed to call him that.

She felt...she couldn't scream.

"Well, baby, I'm here." The man came closer, his breathtakingly handsome face even closer to hers, and his voice became deeper and more seductive.

Qiao Mianmian's little heart beat hard a few more times.

Looking at the beautiful face in front of her, she swallowed: "I, I can't scream."

I really can’t scream.

Thinking about it, it feels very awkward.

"You didn't even scream, how do you know you can't scream?"

"..."

"Call me a few times and you'll get used to it. Be good and call me husband."

Qiao Mianmian's face turned red and she wanted to cry: "I, I really can't scream. Can you give me some time."

Mo Yesi saw that she was so anxious that she was about to cry. Although he was a little disappointed, he didn't force her anymore: "Okay, I'll give you some time. But I promised you, shouldn't you also satisfy me a little?" Require?"

"What?" Qiao Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief, blinked, and looked at him curiously.

Mo Yesi curled his lips: "If you don't want to call me husband, then call me honey."

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

"Otherwise, call me husband. It's your choice."

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

I feel ashamed of any title!

But in comparison, "Dear" seems to be a little better, not so difficult to say.

"Okay, okay." She took a deep breath, bit her lip, suppressed the shyness in her heart, and shouted very quietly: "Dear..."

A soft voice, delicate.

Mo Yesi felt the urge almost instantly.

His eyes darkened: "Baby, scream again, louder."

"Dear...well..."

Qiao Mianmian's lips were kissed deeply by the man, and his hot lips were like a ball of fire, burning wantonly on her lips.

He kissed her deeply and hard.

Soon, the air in the mouth was deprived, and even the air in the chest became thinner and thinner under the man's increasingly powerful attacks.

When Qiao Mianmian was about to suffocate, Mo Yesi let her go.

"baby."

The man's voice was dark and hoarse, with lust that had not completely dissipated. He held her face with one hand: "Do you still remember our one-week appointment? Are you ready?"

Qiao Mianmian collapsed in his arms and gasped: "!!!"

A one-week appointment?

What a one-week appointment?

The man's husky and sexy voice sounded in her ears again: "It's due today. Don't tell me, you're not ready yet."

This time, even if she wasn't ready, he wasn't going to let her go.

When Qiao Mianmian remembered the so-called one-week appointment, her eyes widened and she was so nervous that her body stiffened.

Is this so fast?