Long Xiaoyu buried his face in her neck and rubbed it, and answered the irrelevant question: "Miss me?"
He has grown a beard.
itchy.
Mu Ziling dodged a little, and said, "I think so."
Habit is really a terrible thing. He hasn't been around these few days, and she hasn't slept deeply in her sleep. There is always a string in her mind that can't let go.
The mouth is very honest, the body is dishonest, Long Xiaoyu is a little dissatisfied, he confines her, and sprays all the warm breath on her neck.
Itchy and hot from being rubbed by him, with his body still pressing his weight, Mu Ziling felt a little untenable: "You—"
As soon as she opened her mouth, he kissed her lips. He pinched her head, kissing her deeply and forcefully.
After a while, he stopped and stared at her beautiful eyes that were covered with mist.
"Mumu."
Before Mu Ziling recovered, he replied in a daze, "Huh?"
His tone was very serious: "If I hide something from you, will you be angry?"
Mu Ziling suddenly regained consciousness: "What's the matter?"
She blinked, swept away the hazy mist in her eyes, and stared at him with clear eyes.
There was emotion in his eyes, which was left just now, but it was more tired, there was a faint bloodshot in his eyes, and the eye sockets became deeper.
What has he been doing these days
Without time to guess, Mu Ziling subconsciously asked, "Did you do something dangerous again?"
He did this kind of thing before, and kept it a secret. She suddenly broke away from his embrace, nervous: "Did you get hurt somewhere—"
"No." Long Xiaoyu grabbed her little hands that were groping about him, pulled her into his arms again, and held her tightly, preventing her from moving. He said, "There is one thing I'm hiding from you right now." , I'll let you know later, okay?"
Hearing what he said shouldn't be dangerous, Mu Ziling breathed a sigh of relief, but something was hidden, she scratched her head: "Is it a good thing or a bad thing?"
"I don't know." His mouth was very strict and he didn't say anything.
Thinking about it was a good thing, she was not in a hurry, so she asked, "How long will it take to hide it?"
"soon."
"How fast is soon?"
If you can't know it all at once, then she will ask slowly bit by bit, even if you can't ask, you can probably piece together a little bit.
However, Long Xiaoyu changed the subject: "Sleepy or not?"
"Not sleepy." Mu Ziling shook his head, and continued to ask: "Tomorrow? Or the day after tomorrow?"
"I'm sleepy..." He leaned limply on her body, grabbed her little hand, burrowed into the skirt of his clothes, and coaxed softly: "I'm too sleepy to move, Mu'er, can you help my husband take a bath?"
As soon as he called Mu'er, he would definitely do something bad.
Mu Ziling had already figured out the experience, she refused without thinking: "I don't want it!"
Then she suddenly thought of something, leaned close to him and sniffed vigorously.
She didn't smell any peculiar smell, so she narrowed her eyes dangerously: "Long Xiaoyu, are you stealing food outside behind my back? Then you want to hide it from me until ten months later, the fruit will come to fruition, um..."
Long Xiaoyu, who didn't want to move, bowed his head involuntarily, blocked her small mouth that kept chattering, wrapped her lips and tongue and kissed her hard.
When there was no whimpering and whimpering in his ears, only the entanglement of red lips and teeth, he hugged her horizontally and walked into the bathroom.
"If you don't want it, you have to!"
The tone was very fierce, and the kiss was even more fierce.
Yes, this little woman is undereducated.
The evening wind made the night very scorching, and the clouds in the sky covered the moon, overlapping with the silvery white light, and blending into a beautiful color.
I do not know how long it has been-
Mu Ziling buried herself in Long Xiaoyu's arms obediently like a cat, and let him carry her back to the bed.
As soon as she touched the bed, she reached out to pull the quilt, trying to hide herself in the quilt.
Unexpectedly, the quilt ruthlessly slipped from the fingertips before the hands were pulled hard.
"..."
Mu Ziling looked at her hands that were so sore that she couldn't lift them, and suddenly felt like crying.
It's over, her hands seem to be useless.
There was a short laugh in his ear.
Mu Ziling was ashamed, complained and stared at him: "It's all you!"
Long Xiaoyu pulled the quilt to cover her, lowered his head and pecked her lips twice: "Blame me, blame me."
There is no attitude of admitting mistakes at all, the spring in the brows and eyes is full of spring, and the tiredness has disappeared, and the face is full of joy after being satisfied.
"Do not laugh!"
"Okay, don't laugh..." Then he leaned on her body, still couldn't hold back, and let out a low laugh.
"Still laughing!" She raised her foot and kicked him.
"Stop laughing, stop laughing." He stroked her little hand gently: "Does it hurt?"
These small hands are obviously also the hands used to dance whips and swords, but they are so tender, they are so red that they are ridiculous.
He looked distressed, and warm breath brushed against her ear: "Let's do it lightly next time."
Mu Ziling: "..." If she had the strength in her hands now, she would definitely slap him.
It's a pity that she really can't lift her hand.
Mu Zi turned his head to the side with a grunt of spirit, not wanting to talk to this wicked evildoer to the bone.
The wicked evildoer who was so bad in his bones lifted the quilt, lay down, and hugged her in his arms: "Did you just annoy me in the bathroom?"
What annoys him
Annoyed that he only pulled her to mess with him, but didn't go any further to cook the uncooked rice.
She wasn't bothered.
Mu Ziling turned his face even harder.
She wasn't annoyed, but thought about it.
I just thought about it for a while, and after being dragged by him to do bad things, she didn't dare to think about it, and she didn't dare to ask, otherwise it might not be her hands that were "crippled" now, but her whole body.
Long Xiaoyu gently pushed her head back.
His forehead was pressed against his forehead, and he said, "Mumu, I have wronged you before, but I won't do it again in the future. I will double and double what I owed you."
His tone was very serious, and Mu Ziling was dumbfounded: "What do you owe?" When was it owed, why didn't she remember
But everyone else is hers, and it doesn't matter what you owe, she snorted: "Sometimes you are bad, you are a little bit bad, no, you are very bad."
like just in the bathroom...
Oh, it's such a shame, I can't say it.
Mu Ziling has a serious face: "Bad is bad, but you are very good most of the time, I am not wronged at all when I am with you, on the contrary, I am very happy, so happy that I want to be with you all the time Together, you don't know that I can't even sleep well without you by my side these days."
"In short..." In the end, she looked at him, her mirror-clear eyes filled with him: "Murong Yu, how lucky I am to have you in this life, and for the rest of my life, I want to be with you forever and be happy forever." .”
Listening to her sincere confession, Long Xiaoyu only felt an indescribable emotion about to erupt in his heart.
His throat was slightly congested, and he called softly, "Mu'er."
"Um?"
"You hooked me up." His voice was a little hoarse and his breathing was a little rough: "I want to do something bad again, what should I do?"
Mu Ziling, who was still showing his true feelings just a moment ago, instantly fell silent, closed his eyes, and breathed heavily.
She's asleep, don't bother anyone.
"Silly Mu'er." Long Xiaoyu was amused by her reaction, his eyes were full of doting, but he still said seriously: "We have to take it step by step, follow the steps, and we can't mess up a step."
The person who fell asleep in seconds revealed two slits: "What are you talking about?"
She felt that after talking so much, they seemed to be talking with each other, and no matter how they talked, they couldn't talk to one channel.
He stopped talking, hugged her tightly, as if hugging the whole world, and fell asleep contentedly.
(end of this chapter)