Chapter 925

Mu Junhao squatted on the bedside and watched the little man go out of his mind. When he came out of the children's room, he met Li Fengbei, who was full of spirit in the corridor.

Deep eyes with blurred fog, a look to know that just did nothing good.

Mu Junhao said: "help me take care of my son, thank you!"

Li Fengbei chuckled and joked: "what's the matter with your son being raised by yourself?"

Think of this thing, Mu Junhao heart a burst of irritability, "my son I will certainly bring back to raise, this is a matter of time."

"I'll see!"

From the castle, Mu Junhao returned to the old house.

Once upon a time, the delay was already late at night.

All the servants in the old house had fallen asleep. Without disturbing the old man, Mu Junhao went straight back to his bedroom.

Song Xiaoya is drunk and drunk.

Her face turned red and her arms were exposed outside the quilt, revealing a tender lotus like arm.

Ruddy lips slightly open, a close, that look with the castle children that pink little ball is exactly the same.

But compared to looking at the soft bun, Mu Junhao looks at Song Xiaoya, almost gnashing his teeth, eager to strangle her immediately.

That child looks so much like him. At first sight, it's his son. This woman hides it from him.

Thinking of this, Mu Junhao was suddenly angry.

He scratched his heart and lungs there, but she slept so soundly.

"Song Xiaoya!"

Mu Junhao takes off his shoes and goes to bed, shaking song Xiaoya's shoulder.

Song Xiaoya is sleeping soundly when someone interrupts her. She reaches out impatiently and slaps the man in the face.

"Don't make a noise!"

"Pa" to a slap, crisp voice sounded in the room.

Mu Junhao was stunned. He looked at the woman who was sleeping wonderfully. The tendons on his forehead jumped. "Song Xiaoya, do you know what you are doing?"

"Don't make a noise, I'm so sleepy! I want to sleep

Song Xiaoya pursed her lips discontentedly. Her red lips opened and closed, and she vomited words out, "Mu Junhao, that big bastard, deliberately drunk me!"

“……” Mu Junhao was angry with her.

But now with a drunkard is obviously not clear, can only do, he bowed his head to kiss the chattering mouth.

Tasting the sweetness of her mouth, he seemed to have drunk a lot of strong wine, and he was intoxicated with her.

Song Xiaoya is about to be unable to breathe. The air in her lungs is taken away by men, and her white face turns red.

"Well..."

Song Xiaoya wakes up from her dream and opens her eyes.

She seems to see Mu Junhao's face close at hand. He kisses himself with his eyes closed.

Her brain was dazed, as if she would faint in the next second, with one foot on the cloud.

She must be dreaming, otherwise why would Mu Junhao kiss himself like this?

"Don't Well... "

Song Xiaoya struggles painfully and reaches out to push the man on her body.

But drunk, she stretched out a soft hand, there is no strength, more like to refuse to meet.

Mu Junhao felt that she woke up, opened her eyes and released her.

Song Xiaoya gasps, tears in her big eyes, bites her lips, and looks at Mu Junhao with accusing eyes.

"Is this seducing me?"

Mu Junhao's eyes darkened. The next second, he clasped her hands and raised them over his head. He could not help but stoop and bowed his head to kiss her again.

Song Xiaoya's dizzy head is even more dizzy, just like falling into a gorgeous dream.

Song Xiaoya gave up the struggle, closed her eyes and let the man kiss her.

How can a man who has loved him for so many years not feel close to him?

Xu is a man's skill is too superb, maybe he once loved this man too much, maybe she still has her in her heart.

Even she couldn't make it clear to herself, so she responded unconsciously.

Mu Junhao's whole body was stiff, just like an electric current across his back. He was hit all over.

He opened his eyes and looked at the addicted woman under him. The next second he turned away from being a guest. There was a storm, and both of them began to breathe eagerly.

In the whirlpool of sinking, Mu Junhao's mind suddenly came up with Li Fengbei's words.

Mu Junhao's breath became unusually heavy, his eyes turned red, just like a lion waking up, finding his prey.

In the office that day, she said he was dirty.

But how did she know that in the past five years, he had lived like an ascetic. After touching her, where could he see other women?

Only when he really got her did he finally understand that sentence.

This kind of thing, only the double combination of body and mind, can bring people happy.He has been so beautiful, where would he want other women?

But this woman is good. She accuses him of being dirty as soon as she comes back!

Mu Junhao kisses deeper and harder, as if to make up for the vacancy of the past five years.

When he was ready to attack, he found that the woman had fallen asleep with her eyes closed, and even snored.

Like a basin of cold water pouring down, Mu Junhao instant vent gas.

He looked at her in a dazed way. After looking at her for a long time, he confirmed that she was really asleep, not pretending. Then he let her go.

He turned over and sat on one side, shook the bangs in front of his forehead, looked at the woman sleeping sweetly, and finally had no choice but to smile.

This woman was sent by God to torture him!

Song Xiaoya had a deep sleep that night.

She dreams of a warm embrace, holding her all the time, she is like soaking in warm water, very comfortable.

Just such a hug, really like that person.

Song Xiaoya was awakened by her own thoughts.

Damn, she dreamed that Mu Junhao had been sleeping with her all night!

She suddenly opened her eyes and turned over from the bed, but the next second she screamed, quickly pulled back to the bed and wrapped herself in the quilt.

She didn't wear anything!

What the hell is going on?

Song Xiaoya tugs at her hair.

She fell asleep last night and couldn't remember what she had done?

Mu Junhao didn't sleep well last night. He hugged her to find out where he could really fall asleep. He didn't sleep until it was just dawn.

Hear the woman's scream, discontented to open their eyes, bleary eyes with just wake up lazy sexy.

"It's still early. What's it called? Sleep again

Mu Junhao stretched out his slender and powerful arm, pulled open song Xiaoya's quilt, put his arms around her waist, closed his eyes and went to sleep again.

Song Xiaoya was struck by lightning. She stared at Jun's face for a long time.

The feeling under the quilt, she would bet that men also have nothing to wear!

Oh, my God! What on earth did they do last night?