Do not--
Is it too late to beg for mercy? !
Half of Moshaw's handsome face sank in the shadows, looking terrifying. He hooked his finger towards Mu Ran, "Come on, baby, come over, I'll give you a chance, face me, okay?"
His voice was very enchanting, and his tone sounded unusually peaceful. He couldn't help but swallowed, staring straight at the strong muscle lines under his gray home clothes, "Really, really, okay?!"
It sounded very excited.
However, Mu Ran had forgotten that he was now speaking freely, and all his words and deeds, as well as the dialogue with Moxiao, were all heard by everyone.
There was silence on the wheat, and occasionally there was a puff of laughter that could not be held back, and was desperately covered with his hands.
Faced with the current situation, he has no time to take care of it.
Think about it, I'm about to fall asleep to the man I'm thinking of, counterattack, how face-to-face speaking out!
"Then? Can I use the camera to record it?"
He blinked innocent little eyes and asked cautiously.
Mo Xiao was out of anger, the blue veins on his forehead jumped, and his speech was a little unusual, "Come on, baby, what else do you want to say, just say it all together, I will satisfy you!"
In the last few words, he said very meaningful.
And Mu Ran, who was immersed in excitement, didn't notice the danger at all.
He touched the fluffy short hair and smiled shyly, lowered his head around his fingers, and then hesitated for a long time: "That... I said, you can't be angry..."
"Well, don't be angry." Moxiao replied simply and decisively, but he was roaring in his heart, I am not angry!
Look at Lao Tzu waiting for a while and not fucking you little fairy!
"I, I want you to call my husband..."
"okay."
"Then, call for a listen?" Mu Ran's big eyes were shining brightly, staring at Mo Xiao expectantly.
Moxiao curled his lips, "husband--" the dark eyes were almost dripping.
His face flushed with excitement, he jumped up from the chair and started counting with his fingers.
"You always force me to play those fun plays, I think..." He hesitated, twisted.
Mo Xiao coldly snorted, "Okay, okay!" Baby, don't be persuaded!
"And those postures, sofa, kitchen, balcony, bathroom, let's do it all again?"
"Success!" Baby, I'm afraid you won't have the strength to wait a while.
"Yeah... That's it for the time being..." Mu Ran chewed on his fingers and stared at him expectantly.
"It's over?"
"Well, it's over!"
"Then, it's time for me." Moxiao put down his arms, stood up straight from the door frame, and strode toward him, with a vigorous momentum, and the tall and long body directly crushed him.
Wu Ran couldn't help but step back, "You, what are you doing..."
Moshaw had already stepped forward first, grabbed his thin arm, imprisoned him in his arms, grinds his white teeth, and whispered in his ear: "Fuck you!"
"boom--"
Mu Ran's body was like a scalded shrimp, red, his eyes were big and moist, staring at him incredulously, "You lie to me!"
"Quiet--" Moxiao bit his white and tender earlobe slowly, and hummed softly, "What did I lie to you?"
It's okay not to say this, but when he said this, he suddenly became angry.
"You clearly said it! You clearly said it made me the last time!"
"Yeah, I said," Moxiao nodded very calmly without any sophistry.