Chapter 499: It's even more different after a divorce

"Huh?" Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu Shaomo in astonishment.

"Ahh Don't come up yet. Yu Shaomo turned his head and said angrily.

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned, and was a little flattered and leaned on Yu Shaomo's back, his slender arms around Yu Shaomo's neck.

Yu Shaomo easily picked up Ning Qiaoqiao on his back and walked towards the front with his feet raised.

Ning Qiaoqiao has never enjoyed this kind of treatment, Yu Shaomo, this man's best attitude towards her is to say a few words of love to her when he is happy, since he has carried her today!

"Yu Shaomo, why don't you let me down, I can go by myself." Ning Qiaoqiao said in Yu Shaomo's ear in a small voice, the change came too fast, and she was still very unaccustomed to this.

Ning Qiaoqiao's warm breath sprayed on the skin of Yu Shaomo's neck, bringing a tingling sensation, especially Ning Qiaoqiao didn't know how much temptation it would bring to Yu Shaomo because his chest was close to Yu Shaomo's back.

"Ning Qiaoqiao, if you don't want to fall, you can be honest with me, just take a good look at your lavender!" Yu Shaomo's deep voice was a little tight.

Ning Qiaoqiao thought that Yu Shaomo was angry again, pursed her lips, put her head on Yu Shaomo's shoulder, and turned to look at the sea of flowers around her.

"Yu Shaomo, I really didn't expect that when I got married, the treatment would be different." After looking at the lavender for a while, Ning Qiaoqiao turned her head and chatted with Yu Shaomo.

Yu Shaomo's sharp eagle eyes flashed, he laughed coldly, and said lightly in a sexy voice: "The treatment of divorce is even different!" ”

"Huh?"

The smile on the corner of Ning Qiaoqiao's lips froze, and she looked at Yu Shaomo a little strangely, divorced?

"Why?" Ning Qiaoqiao was puzzled.

"Because when you got married, you were tired and still wanted to see the scenery, and I could carry you on my back; If you get divorced, I'll bury you in this flower field directly! ”

Yu Shaomo said.

“”

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned for a few seconds, then came back to his senses and shuddered fiercely, swallowing his saliva with some fear.

"I choose not to get a divorce." She didn't want to be buried in a field of flowers.

Although she didn't believe that Yu Shaomo would really do this, Ning Qiaoqiao felt that if she believed it, there must be something more terrifying waiting for her than burying it in the flower field.

"Very good, keep looking at lavender." Yu Shaomo nodded with satisfaction.

“”

Ning Qiaoqiao was speechless, where is she still in the mood to see the scenery now, her hairs are still standing on end!

After walking in the flower field for a while, Ning Qiaoqiao looked back and looked behind him, the house they lived in was already a little way away.

"Yu Shaomo, let's go back."

Ning Qiaoqiao whispered in Yu Shaomo's ear.

"Don't look at it?" Yu Shaomo stopped, and his deep voice was faint.

"Hmm." Ning Qiaoqiao nodded.

Yu Shaomo turned his head and walked in the direction he came, and Ning Qiaoqiao's request for him to let her go was also ignored by Yu Shaomo's domineering.

Back at the house where he lived, the old housekeeper seemed to have something to report to Yu Shaomo, so Ning Qiaoqiao went upstairs to take a bath.

Some essential oils were prepared in the bathroom, probably knowing that she didn't understand French, and a card with English was placed next to her, telling Ning Qiaoqiao how to use essential oils.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the instructions, put water in the bathtub, dropped a few drops of essential oil, lay down in the bathtub, and enjoyed the bath comfortably.

It wasn't long before I heard footsteps outside, and after a pause, I walked straight to the bathroom.

"Wow!" With a bang, the bathroom door was pulled open from the outside, and Yu Shaomo's handsome face appeared outside the door.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu Shaomo in horror, and subconsciously blocked her arm in front of her chest, "What are you doing?" I'm taking a shower! ”

Yu Shaomo raised his eyebrows, if she didn't take a bath, he wouldn't come in!

"Yu Shaomo, what are you doing, get out quickly." Ning Qiaoqiao watched with some horror as Yu Shaomo walked in step by step.

"This is my house, why should I go out?"

Yu Shaomo stood by the bathtub, staring condescendingly at Ning Qiaoqiao's beautiful little face, this little girl blocked her chest and looked at him shyly, which made people's blood boil.

Is this house Yu Shaomo? Ning Qiaoqiao was a little surprised, she thought that this was a farm, but Yu Shaomo paid to rent it here, and they sponsored it.

"I'm now our joint property! What's yours is mine! I now order you to go out as the master here! ”

Ning Qiaoqiao's beautiful little face was like a ripe tomato.

The bathtub is so big, and the water is crystal clear, what can she block!

"Heh" A smile flashed in Yu Shaomo's sharp eagle eyes, and his slender body suddenly squatted down, and his eagle eyes stared at Ning Qiaoqiao's white and tender body: "This is the beginning of exercising Mrs. Yu's rights, huh?" ”

Mrs. Yu

Ning Qiaoqiao's face was even redder when these words were said.

Yu Shaomo didn't go out, Ning Qiaoqiao didn't dare to look up at him, but after a while, Ning Qiaoqiao heard the sound of undressing, and immediately raised his head and looked at Yu Shaomo in horror: "What are you going to do Yu Shaomo?"

Yu Shaomo stared at Ning Qiaoqiao dangerously, and his low voice was a little hoarse: "What do you say?" ”

Throughout the night, Ning Qiaoqiao was forced by Yu Shaomo to call her husband, and if she didn't scream, she would torture her with all kinds of embarrassing actions.

Ning Qiaoqiao's voice was hoarse, and he was let go by Yu Shaomo when it was almost dawn, let Yu Shaomo hold him in his arms, and fell asleep deeply.

Yu Shaomo stared at Ning Qiaoqiao in his arms, there was still an unnatural flush on his delicate little face, his sweaty hair was attached to his cheeks, and his pink lips were also bitten and swollen by him.

It's finally his.

Yu Shaomo's dark eagle eyes fixed on Ning Qiaoqiao, leaned down and gently kissed Ning Qiaoqiao's lips, and called her name: "Ning Qiaoqiao"

Following.

Ning Qiaoqiao woke up from her deep sleep, as if she had been run over by a car, frowning and moaning in pain.

"Awake?" A man's low and sexy voice suddenly sounded behind him, and a strong arm tightened Ning Qiaoqiao's waist.

"Hmm" Ning frowned painfully, turned his head, and looked at Yu Shaomo accusatorily with purple grape-like eyes, "You let go a little, I still hurt." ”

Yu Shaomo's eyebrows raised, his arm holding Ning Qiaoqiao loosened slightly, and his eagle eyes looked at her darkly: "You mean that I was very satisfied with my performance last night?" ”

"What are you talking nonsense!" Ning Qiaoqiao blushed and glanced at Yu Shaomo.

Yu Shaomo's sexy thin lips hooked slightly, and pressed Ning Qiaoqiao under him, his eagle eyes stared darkly, and his warm breath fell dangerously on Ning Qiao's crimson little face: "I'm talking nonsense? Well? Who cried and begged me last night? Am I talking nonsense? ”