Chapter 893

Mu Junhao subconsciously wants to find out what stores are around the ice cream shop.

Song Xiaoya can't give him this chance to push him to the exit.

"Don't look! I'll tell you when I get back! "

Seeing her mysterious appearance, Mu Junhao became more and more curious, "what is so mysterious? Let me have a look! "

Mu Junhao reaches for the red bag in Song Xiaoya's hand. Song Xiaoya holds the bag tightly and says, "go back!"

If you look carefully, the tips of her ears are red.

Before returning to the hotel, they went down to a food city to eat in the introduction of local tourism.

I went to the riverside night scene again. When I got back to the hotel, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Mu Junhao can't stand the smell. The first thing he does when he comes back to the hotel is to take a bath.

Seeing Mu Junhao go to the bathroom, song Xiaoya looks at the bag in her hand. Her cheek is hot again. She bites her teeth and takes the bag to another bathroom in the suite.

When Mu Junhao came out of the bathroom, he didn't see song Xiaoya for the first time, and his eyebrows immediately frowned.

"Song Xiaoya? Xiaoya

He immediately opened the door and looked at the bodyguard at the door

At this moment, the look on Mu Junhao's face was a little cold, and the bodyguard was confused. "Mu Shao, we didn't see his wife. She should be in the room."

Song Xiaoya can't disappear out of thin air, so she can only stay in the room.

Hearing the speech, Mu Junhao breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door again and went back to the bedroom.

He was thinking about where song Xiaoya would be, and was stunned when he turned around.

The headlight in the bedroom is off, and Zhi left an orange fragrance lamp on the bed cabinet.

Then he saw the bulge in the quilt, and he was very happy.

It turns out that song Xiaoya is in bed. She seems really tired and climbs up so early.

Wide soft bed sink down, the next second, the body side of a warm chest.

Song Xiaoya buried her face deeply in the quilt. She was too ashamed to know what to do.

Feeling the man leaning over, her eyes closed tightly, her breath became short, and her fingers clung to the quilt in front of her.

Mu Junhao looked at her lying there motionless, thinking that she was tired today and her eyes became soft.

In my heart, I have some helplessness. This rare opportunity, together with the fire on the beach today, when I just took a bath, I was looking forward to it.

But now looking at her tired appearance, I feel a little reluctant.

This has become a bit unlike him, he has always been reckless, anything as long as the fun is good.

But now clearly want her, but forced to endure their own desire.

This kind of contradictory feeling gathered in the heart, repeatedly pulled, and finally just made a mockery of himself, a low voice gentle, "are you tired? Go to bed early today! Good night

Hearing the speech, song Xiaoya was really stunned, even forgetting her shyness.

In her stupefied moment, the quilt on her face was lifted a little.

Four eyes opposite, two people are one Leng.

Mu Junhao thought she was asleep, but unexpectedly she opened her eyes.

Song Xiaoya's mind just now is all about the idea of writing color. At this time, Mu Junhao's clear eyes on the opposite side are so shy that she wants to find a hole to get in.

But this idea just stayed in my mind for a second. The next second, she suddenly stretched out two lotus like white arms around Mu Junhao's neck.

A pair of black and white eyes with a layer of blurred fog, white as jade's face is also dyed with a lovely blush, especially attractive.

Mu Junhao did not expect that she would do so suddenly. His eyes flashed and he was surprised, "so you didn't..."

But before he had finished speaking, his lips were blocked by a soft and moist thing.

Song Xiaoya keeps up her spirits and kisses her with her eyes closed.

……

It was midnight when everything was calm.

With a bang, the sky is bursting with blue sparks, reaching the extreme in the black night.

The closed curtains were opened, and the beauty under the night sky was gloomy in front of the large French windows.

Two meters wide bed, two people wrapped in a quilt against the head of the bed, song Xiaoya like a tired kitten nest in Mu Junhao's arms.

"Who is setting off fireworks? If you set off fireworks at night, aren't you afraid of complaints? "

The palm of the man's hand is caressing her sweat wet hair, smell speech funny asked: "that you will go to complain?"

Song Xiaoya shook her head, "no! Why should I complain about such a beautiful scenery? "

Mu Junhao chuckled and said in a languid voice: "it's past twelve o'clock. Today is a grand festival in the local area. People have been celebrating since zero. The fireworks will be more beautiful before dawn tomorrow, when the whole city will be covered with brilliant fireworks. "Song Xiaoya's eyes brightened, "it must be very beautiful!"

Mu Junhao droops his eyes. Under the brilliant fireworks, women's soft faces are more delicate.

His eyes became softer, and he said with a smile, "when we get married, I'll light the whole fireworks for you, OK?"