Now he allowed her to walk down the ground, but not only limited the time, but also limited the distance, and even the speed, every time she made a turn around the ground, like a snail walking.
Thinking of this, Mu Ziling was unhappy and dissatisfied.
She said: "I want to practice the whip." After a few months, she felt that she was going to be "crippled".
"No." Long Xiaoyu refused without even thinking, and his voice softened immediately: "You are still in the recovery period, so don't exercise vigorously. When you are fully recovered, I will practice with you."
Mu Ziling snorted: "I haven't practiced for so long, my bones are stiff." She pressed her waist, pretending to be struggling: "Look, I can't even bend my waist now."
Obviously she was the one who was taken care of carefully, but she felt that she had worked so hard, it was so hard to be a "useless person" who stretched out his clothes to stretch out his hands to eat and opened his mouth.
Long Xiaoyu still did not compromise, he put down the bowl in his hand, hugged her to his lap, put his hands on her slender waist, and gently rubbed her: "Be obedient, take care of your body first, how long do you want to practice then?" , how long will I practice with you, huh?"
The strength in his palms is appropriate, and the kneading and pressing techniques are familiar and flexible.
During the period when she was lying on the bed and sitting in the wheelchair, he used this method to massage her every day, and she was very comfortable and comfortable.
Mu Ziling felt very comfortable right now, but she didn't say anything, she took away Long Xiaoyu's massaging hand without knowing the blessing, "I'm healed now, I'm fine, if you don't believe me, I'll give you two whips have a look."
She habitually reached out to touch the Purple Shadow Golden Whip tied around her waist.
His waist was empty, and the whip was confiscated by him a few days ago.
Mu Ziling immediately felt resentful.
She stared at Long Xiaoyu with resentment, stopped talking and only moved.
She sat on his lap, twisting and rubbing gently.
Long Xiaoyu's breath was caught by her sudden action, and he was about to carry her back to the wheelchair immediately.
Mu Ziling hooked his neck with his hands first, and pressed against him, instead of sitting in a wheelchair, he just leaned on him.
She hugged his neck tightly and blew into his ear.
Warm and hot, scorching and seductive.
Long Xiaoyu's throat tightened, and his voice was deep, a little fierce, a little warning: "Mumu!"
"Huh?" Mu Ziling drew his nasal voice, as if he didn't notice his strangeness: "What's wrong?"
The fluffy tone, like cotton, is soft and soft, and it is easy for people to fall into it if they are not careful.
Long Xiaoyu was about to sink into it, and his breathing was messed up.
The warm sun outside the pavilion ran in through the gaps in the red curtain, staining his eyes red, and he suppressed his voice into a thread: "Don't make trouble, sit back."
Not at all.
Mu Ziling was still hooking his neck with one hand, with two fingers upright in the other hand, as if he was walking, walking towards the front of his clothes, drawing circles on his firm chest with his soft fingertips, and continued blowing in his ears. Angry: "I want to exercise, okay?"
The ending sound is like a knotted silk thread, hooking and entangled.
His mind was full of thoughts, and his body was as stiff as a Buddha, motionless.
The Buddha has no desires or demands, but she wants the Buddha to break the precepts.
She twisted and twisted, rubbed and rubbed: "How about it~"
who can stand...
Long Xiaoyu tried his best to suppress his breathing, but he couldn't hold it anymore.
At this moment, he only felt dry mouth and tongue, and the hot blood rushed down his body rapidly, causing a faint pain in his lower body.
The five lines of stars have been connected for three months. If it wasn't for her body, and he loves her, he would have dragged her to fall in love, sink into darkness, and dark together.
Fortunately, she dared to blatantly seduce him now, and she didn't stop.
You know, during this period of time, he took care of her from hair to toes, inside and out, taking care of every aspect of her, without missing a single point.
Even so, he couldn't bear to touch her.
but now-
Tolerate!
Hold on!
Bear with it!
Unable to bear it anymore, Long Xiaoyu picked up the little woman who "don't die" who made a fuss on him and put her on the jade table next to her.
This height is just right, it can be looked at at the same level, and it can be close to the face.
Still... He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, leaned over, and kissed her.
Mu Ziling subconsciously raised her hand to cover his approaching face, and asked knowingly, "What are you doing?"
Long Xiaoyu's eyes were very bright, and there was a fire burning inside, very enthusiastic: "Exercise together."
To put it mildly, but the eyes are straightforward and explicit.
Mu Ziling's face was reddened by his gaze, the roots of her ears were also hot, and her heart felt a little guilty: "Oh."
But the exercise she was talking about was not that exercise, she just deliberately seduced him and led him astray.
It's all here, she can't be crooked.
She moved her butt back, continued to play dumb, and pretended to be calm: "Then you give me the whip first, and I will practice first to warm up."
Hearing this, Long Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then he stopped coaxing her.
Because of restraint, he gritted his teeth, and said in a harsh tone, "Don't even think about it until your body recovers!"
"That's right." Mu Ziling stretched out his hand, traced his beautiful lip line comfortably with his fingers, and smiled triumphantly: "I forgot, you just said that I am not in good health and cannot do strenuous exercise .”
Then her fingertips traced the corners of his lips, moving down little by little, and her fingertips stroked his Adam's apple, while her mouth was obedient, very regretful: "Then you should exercise by yourself, I can't accompany you anymore, I haven't finished the medicine yet, put me down quickly, I'm going to drink the medicine."
This little girl hasn't cleaned up for a long time, she's going to heaven.
Long Xiaoyu bit her back tooth socket hard, her Adam's apple was scorched hot by her little hands, it was full of dry wood and burning vigorously.
He didn't care about it, he grabbed her into his arms, gagged her sensible little mouth, gnawed and bit her eagerly and fiercely.
Mu Ziling felt pain and pushed him.
Can't move.
He bit more fiercely, and his hands began to be presumptuous.
Even though the gazebo is surrounded by red curtains, the curtains are made of light gauze, but they are not concealed at all. She knew she was wrong: "Well... be gentle, don't... don't stay here..."
At this moment, there was movement in the distance.
It is the sound of footsteps, from far to near.
somebody is coming.
Someone can't do her any harm.
Mu Ziling took the opportunity to push someone away with force, and quickly slipped back into the wheelchair.
Dissatisfied with desires, someone's heart was irritable and irritable, he glared at her: "See how I will deal with you tonight!"
These words were squeezed out between his teeth, just like he "bullied" her just now, fierce and ruthless.
Mu Ziling straightened her clothes shyly and timidly, and wiped off the marks on her mouth indiscriminately, then picked up the soup on the table, drank it quietly, her heart beating loudly.
It's so risky, I almost got rid of it.
Here comes Lotte.
His eyes swept back and forth between the two of them.
One was holding a bowl and was drinking medicine with his head up. The medicine was finished, but his face was still hidden in the bowl.
One stood there still, with frost covering his body, and his face smelled as if he was owed eighteen million.
Both were quiet, and no one paid attention to the other.
This is... a quarrel
(end of this chapter)