Chapter 821

Song Xiaoya clenched her fist and gradually loosened her fingers. Instead, she grasped Mu Junhao's Lapel tightly, raised her head, opened her teeth and responded enthusiastically.

Mu Junhao pauses for a moment, opens his eyes, looks at Song Xiaoya who is close at hand, and is addicted to this kind of song Xiaoya with his eyes closed.

No longer hesitated, more in-depth kiss down.

Some mood out of control, quiet room only two people panting voice reverberated in the room.

Kiss gradually from the lips, all the way down, to the neck To the shoulders.

The clothes are half off.

Show those red scars.

Mu Junhao turns song Xiaoya over, clasps her shoulder with both hands, lowers his head, and licks gently on the red wounds Lick.

Such tenderness, in sharp contrast to the storm just now, is cherished when it collides with each other.

Song Xiaoya bit her lip to prevent her voice of shame from overflowing her throat.

Can't stand his torture, song Xiaoya turned around, holding Mu Junhao's face, two forehead against forehead.

"Not here, in bed?"

This sentence, song Xiaoya just realized what is Tianlei hook fire.

The next second, a whirl, her people were thrown on the bed.

The movement looks rude, but he controls the strength.

The man followed closely to gather together to come over, the dark Mou son coagulates her, can if the star.

"Xiaoya, is that ok?"

Song Xiaoya's heart thumped and nodded as if she had been bewitched.

To blame the night is too beautiful, to blame the wine is too intoxicating, she did not want to think about anything, just want to seize the short warmth.

Even if it's just a flash in the pan, even if it's the abyss in the future.

At this moment, she had no regrets.

Clothes, one by one, were left at the foot of the bed.

A woman's snow-white body is as white and beautiful as Epiphyllum blooming at night.

But the man's vision falls on the back of those crisscross scars, dark pupil bottom flowing with indescribable pity.

Warm fingers, gently brush those scars, pain song Xiaoya a shiver.

"Pain ~ ~"

some places are red and swollen, full of blood.

Mu Junhao's eyes darkened. The next second, he got out of bed and dressed.

Song xiaoyadun got into the quilt and bit his teeth. His watery eyes hurt and looked at Mu Junhao.

Is that disgust? The wound on the back must be ugly, right?

She clearly felt his needs. Under such circumstances, he didn't want her!

Mu Junhao put on his clothes again, leaned over and gave song Xiaoya a kiss on the forehead. He said softly, "I'll go out and wait for me to come back!"

"Well."

Song Xiaoya's face is red and her whole body is like a cooked shrimp.

It turns out that he didn't dislike her, but went out to buy a condom?

Thinking of this, song Xiaoya is more shy.

Mu Junhao looked at her clever like a kitten, the original deep eyes become more profound, in the heart of a low sigh.

If it wasn't for her injuries, he really wouldn't let her go.

Didn't she know how charming she was?

Mu Junhao coughed, got up and left the bedroom.

He worried that if he didn't leave, he would never leave again.

Song Xiaoya shrinks in the quilt and only shows her big wet eyes.

Just now, I agreed to do it with him because of my brain fever. Now Is she really going to lie in bed and wait for him to come back?

What a shame!

Song Xiaoya touched her hot cheek and bit her lip in embarrassment.

Just as she hesitated to get up and put on her clothes, the door in the room was pushed open.

Mu Junhao walked into the room, panting.

"I'm back!"

"So fast?"

Song Xiaoya looks at Mu Junhao in shock.

Big cold days, but the man's smooth forehead sweat, visible how eager.

After running all the way just now, he just wanted to come back early. Mu Junhao's ears were slightly red. He forced himself to calmly lift the quilt and said, "turn around!"

"Ah?" Song Xiaoya is still in a daze, very embarrassed to pull the quilt, "also Why don't you forget it? "

As expected, this kind of thing can only be done when she is impulsive. Now when she calms down, she knows that what she did just now is too humiliating.

Mu Junhao knew what she had misunderstood and did not explain.

With a light smile, she said in her ear: "it's a little painful, you can bear it!"

Song Xiaoya trembled all over and became even more scared. She struggled, "still Why don't you say goodbye? "

However, Mu Junhao pressed her hands and feet, opened the ointment in her hand, wiped a piece with his fingers, and gently applied it on Song Xiaoya's back.Back a cool, crisp pain from the back nerve to the four limbs.

Song Xiaoya whispers, and finally responds that Mu Junhao wants to give her medicine, not something else

She buried her face in the pillow, so ashamed that she just wanted to find a hole in the ground.

It turns out that he didn't mean that at all. He didn't mean to buy a condom, but to buy medicine.

Her heart, suddenly speechless moved and warm.

This man It seems that there are some reliable times.

The wound was on her back. Every time she was beaten in the past, she never went to buy medicine and could not apply it. Anyway, in a few days, the scar would be fine.

But now there is a man, after she was injured, gently give her medicine.

A sweet, warm, astringent warm current repeatedly stirred in the bottom of my heart, and a layer of water mist quickly condensed in front of my eyes.

She doesn't know how much concentration a man needs.

Mu Junhao kept swallowing and his eyes were red. He felt that he must be in a daze. In this case, he could calmly give her medicine.

It's obviously torture.

But looking at Song Xiaoya's scarred body, he can't bear to

When Mu Junhao applied the medicine to song Xiaoya, his back was already sweating.

"Well, put on your pajamas. The food is cold. I'll heat it up again."

With that, Mu Junhao turned and left the room.

Song Xiaoya looks at Mu Junhao's tall figure, holding his face in embarrassment, and is speechless sweet in his heart.

They Is this a relationship?

Will they be happy together?

Song Xiaoya's mood is uneasy, but in her uneasiness, she looks forward to the future.

After applying the medicine, it really felt better. It used to be hot, but now it's very cool.

She looked at the door and heard the sound from the kitchen. Then she slowly lifted the quilt and got up.

When I put on my clothes and came to the kitchen, I saw Mu Shao who didn't touch yangchunshui was fighting against the gas stove.

A man in a suit and shoes is frowning. A pair of men who can sign hundreds of millions of orders, which is related to the livelihood of thousands of people, are sweating because they can't turn on a gas stove.

Hearing a light smile, he looked up to the door and said with an aggrieved face: "the gas stove at home is broken, so it can't be opened."