Chapter 900

Now he allowed her to go down, but not only limited the time, but also limited the distance, and even the speed. Every time, she made a turn down the ground, like a snail walking.

Think of this, Mu Ziling is not happy, but also very dissatisfied.

She said, "I want to practice the whip." After several months of decadence, she felt that she was going to be "decadent".

"No way." Long Xiaoyu refused even though he didn't want to, and his voice immediately softened down: "you are still in the recovery period now. Don't exercise vigorously. When you are completely well, I will practice with you."

Mu Ziling hummed: "I've been stiff since I haven't practiced for so long." She pressed the waist, pretending to struggle: "you see, I can't even bend down now."

Obviously she was the one who was taken good care of, but she felt that she was hard-working. It was hard to be a "useless person" with clothes and food.

Long Xiaoyu still didn't compromise. He put down the bowl in his hand, took her to his leg, put his hand on her slender waist, and gently rubbed: "be obedient, first keep your body well, then I will practice with you as long as you want, eh?"

He has a good command of the power between his palms. He is familiar with and flexible in the manipulation.

During the time when she was lying in bed and in a wheelchair, he used this method to massage her every day, which was very comfortable and comfortable.

Mu Ziling now feels very comfortable, but she doesn't say, she is in the blessing, I don't know where to take long Xiaoyu to massage her hand: "I'm good now, it's OK, don't believe I play two whip to show you."

She habitually reached out to touch the purple shadow gold whip tied around her waist.

His waist was empty. He confiscated the whip a few days ago.

When mozilington came, he was very sad.

She gazed at long Xiaoyu with deep resentment. She did not speak any more and only moved.

She sat on his lap, gently twisting, gently rubbing.

Long Xiaoyu was her sudden action, provoked to breath a coagulation, immediately will take her back to the wheelchair.

Muziling first hook his neck, close to him, do not sit in a wheelchair, rely on him.

She put her arms around his neck and breathed in his ear.

It's warm, it's hot, it's provocative.

Long Xiaoyu's throat was tight and his voice was low. He was a bit fierce and warned: "Mumu!"

"Well?" Mu Ziling dragged his nose, as if not aware of his strange: "what's the matter?"

Light floating tone, like cotton, soft and soft, it's easy for people to fall in if they are not careful.

Long Xiaoyu is about to sink in and his breathing is disordered.

The warm sun outside the pavilion ran in from the crevice of the red curtain and dyed his eyes red. He pressed his voice into a line: "don't make trouble, sit back."

I don't think so.

Mu Ziling is still hanging his neck in one hand and holding two fingers in the other hand. As if he is walking, he walks towards his skirt. His soft finger belly draws circles on his strong chest, and his ears continue to blow: "I want to exercise, OK?"

The ending sound is like a knotted silk thread, which hooks and entangles people.

His brain was full of imagination, and his body was as stiff as a Buddha.

Buddha has no desire, but she wants Buddha to break the precepts.

She twists and twists, rubs and rubs: "OK ~"

who can stand

Long Xiaoyu tried his best to suppress his breath, but he couldn't hold it.

For a moment, he just felt thirsty,.

The five lines of stars have been connected for three months. If it were not for her health and love her, he would have dragged her to fall in love, sink together, and be dark together.

She's good. Now she dares to check it openly. It's not enough to attract him.

You know, during this period of time, he took care of her from the top of her hair to the bottom of her toes, from inside to outside. He took care of her everywhere.

Even so, he could not bear to touch her.

But now -

endure!

More patience!

Endure again and again!

I can't help it. Long Xiaoyu holds up the little woman who "doesn't want to die" on him and puts it on the jade table next to him.

The height is just right. It can look straight up and face up.

And He encircled her slender waist, bullied her and kissed her.

Mu Ziling subconsciously raised his hand to block his face and asked, "what are you doing?"

Long Xiaoyu's eyes are very bright, there is fire burning inside, very warm: "exercise together."

It's euphemistic, but it's straightforward and explicit.

Mu Ziling's face was red with his eyes, his ears were hot, and his heart was empty: "Oh."

But what she said about exercise is not that exercise. She just deliberately hooked him and made him crooked.

It's all about this. She can't be crooked.

She moved her buttocks back, continued to play silly, pretended to be very calm: "then you give me the whip first, I'll practice myself first, warm up."

Long Xiaoyu hears speech, Zheng Leng for a moment, then he does not coax her.Because of restraint, he clenched his teeth and said angrily, "don't even think about it before you get better!"

"So it is." Mu Ziling stretched out his hand and described his beautiful lip liner with his fingers. He said with a smile: "I forgot. You just said that I'm not well enough to do strenuous exercise."

Then her fingertips along the corner of his lips, a little bit down, pointing to the belly, rubbing his Adam's apple, mouth is obedient, very sorry: "then you exercise yourself, I can't accompany you, I haven't finished the medicine, quickly put me down, I want to drink medicine."

This little woman hasn't cleaned up for a long time. She's going to heaven.

Long Xiaoyu bit the alveolar after biting hard. Her small hand grinds her throat very hot. It's full of dry firewood and fire. It's burning vigorously.

He didn't care. He fished her into his arms, blocked her smart little mouth, gnawed and bit her, eager and fierce.

Mu Ziling is in pain. Push him.

I can't push it.

Just then, there was a movement in the distance.

It's footsteps, from far to near.

Someone's coming.

Someone can't be bad to her.

Mu Ziling took the opportunity to push someone away and quickly slipped back to the wheelchair.

Desire dissatisfaction, someone's heart dry and irritable, he glared at her: "see how I deal with you tonight!"

These words were squeezed out of his teeth, just like he had just "bullied" her, fierce and cruel.

Mu Ziling shyly took care of his clothes and wiped away the traces on his mouth. Then he took the soup on the table and drank it quietly, his heart beating.

It's close. I almost lost it.

It's Rakuten.

His eyes swept back and forth on them.

One is holding a bowl and drinking medicine with his head up. When the medicine is finished, his face is still hidden in the bowl.

One stood still with frost on his body, and his face smelled as if he had been owed.

Both of them are quiet, and no one cares.

This is Did you fight?

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