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"OK, then I'll hug Zhuqing."

Tang Muchen listened to the words of a proud princess and knew how to crack her careful thinking. He immediately put down his food and went to hold Zhu Zhuqing.

Compared with half a year ago, Zhu Zhuqing, 15, has two proud changes. One is her figure, conscience, perhaps because of her talent, and a round circle. Her slim waist and hips can definitely attract the attention of all men.

The second is her appearance. Compared with the lovely meaning of a girl in the past, she should be colder now. When the melon seed face purses its thin lips, it will make people feel that the girl is cold and hard to touch.

At this moment, she is also sitting in bed with the little princess Rongrong, but in front of Tang Muchen, her practice is a little different from usual.

The mouth of the clothes opened gently, revealing patches of white color. The whole person sat lazily on the bed, his arms stretched straight behind his back to support his body, his cool face with a little charm color, the black silk wrapped on his calf was bright and straight, highlighting his slender thighs, and his small toes were hooked with black high-heeled shoes, The exposed ankle makes people move.

Tang Muchen naturally paid attention to this long ago. The girl deliberately showed this appearance for herself. How can she not be loved?

He very decisively opened his big hands and hugged each other's slender waist, and then his tall body leaned forward fiercely, which also overwhelmed the charming little wild cat in an instant.

Tang Muchen's head was buried in each other's delicate black hair and sniffed deeply, which was also the unique fragrance of the girl.

"Tang Muchen!"

"You're such an asshole."

Sure enough, after Tang Muchen made this matter, Miss Rong Rong on one side showed an angry expression.

Tianshui's blue eyes were filled with some anger. Looking at the two people's untidy clothes in front of them, they pouted to express their unhappiness. In particular, a man surnamed Tang deliberately buried his face in each other's black hair and smelled the fragrance. One big hand took advantage of the bright black leg of bamboo, and the other hand could not see where it was.

Looking at these in her eyes, Miss Rongrong suddenly stood up, followed by her little skin, and then slapped Tang Muchen's body with her little hand.

"Let go of Zhuqing, you bad guy."

"And you just despised me. I'm angry!"

"Hey, princess, what's the matter with you?"

Although Tang Muchen was patted by Princess Rongrong, he didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, he felt that his little hands were soft. Patting on his body was like massage, which was a little comfortable.

"I'm angry!"

"I've said it twice now before you know, right?"

"Are you not interested in me and don't like me? I didn't even have to say I was angry before. You'll coax me as long as you see my face is wrong."

Little princess Xu Rongrong was really angry. She said a series of words that a girl in love should have.

"Sure enough, this is a man. If you say you don't like it, you don't like it."

Ning Rongrong's blue eyes showed a little sad color, and her light pink hair left some girl hair fragrance in the air with the slight swing of her small head.

Under the warm light, she showed some red because of her hasty words just now, with ripples in her eyes.

"Why don't you like it."

Tang Muchen raised his head, put his hands on the bed and got up slightly. His eyes were still staring at the dark eyes below. Looking at the cold little face, he showed a confused look. He smiled gently.

He put out his finger and hooked Joan's nose, and then the whole man sat on her.

"Well."

Obviously, he felt the weight of Tang Muchen, Zhu Zhuqing showed a slightly uncomfortable look, and his watery eyes showed a puzzled color.

"Well, well, don't be angry."

Tang Muchen sat on Zhu Zhuqing and hooked up with little princess Rongrong.

"If you want me to prove it, I can prove it to you now."

"You are such a nuisance. Don't you know how much you weigh because you are so tall? Look at Zhuqing now. "

"And why don't you take off your shoes when you go to bed? Do you know it's dirty? We'll go to bed later."

Although the little princess Rongrong showed her dissatisfaction, she bent her calf, flicked off her little leather boots with a hook of her finger, and revealed the snow feet wrapped in small socks.

Looking at the lovely and shy man coming over, Tang Muchen coughed: "Er, you don't know that Zhuqing likes this tune."

Then the little princess Rongrong didn't continue to talk. In the whole room, she could only hear the rustle on the sheets and the occasional pain of Tang Muchen: "be gentle, don't bite, don't bite."

……

At night, the starry sky is bright, while the luxury suites of the more remote small hotels in Doucheng are dimly lit.

Tang Muchen sat quietly on the table not far from the bed and ate the pizza he had just brought.

He tore a piece and put it into his mouth. He chewed it a few times and sighed: "the pizza made here tastes good and authentic."

"Well, don't you two eat?"

Tang Muchen said to the two people who were paralyzed in bed.

"Don't eat, don't eat."

The little princess Rongrong made a feeble voice, and even pulled the quilt aside and covered her head.

"My mouth is so sour."

"And I just drank milk. Now I have no appetite."

"Well, I won't force it."

"In other words, Zhuqing, you haven't said much since you saw me recently."

Tang Muchen looked at Zhu Zhuqing sitting on one side, holding his knees with both hands and touching his tender toes, and asked a question.

Her dark long hair is simply spread on her charming little face. Although her dark eyes are bright, as Tang Muchen, who has had many negative distance contact with her, it is easy to see that the other party's mood is somewhat subtle.

"No."

Her voice is very cold.

"Hey."

"Really, as your host and boyfriend, how can I not see it."

Tang Muchen looked at the starry sky outside and sighed slightly.

"You've been wrong since you came here. Rongrong told me just now."

"But I don't think Tiandou has anything that can make you have such feelings."

Tang Muchen got up from his chair, took the mellow milk on the table, drank it up, and then walked steadily towards her.

His big hand grabbed her chin and suddenly drew close. He opened his dark eyes and held each other's cold lips accurately and warmly.