Chapter 234

At this time, Mu Qingcheng had just finished taking a bath. She was only wrapped in a white bathrobe, and her long chestnut hair was on her head. It was obvious that it had not been completely dried, and there were constant drops of water flowing down her temples and ears.

And Mu Qingcheng seems to be happy to see him like this, her mouth slightly a hook, but on the surface showed a pair of indignant appearance, while his bathrobe wrapped tightly, while a voice accused Mu Qiu: "did not expect you are such a little dead child."

Muqiu is indifferent.

"You Liu Xiahui!"

Mu Qiu looks indifferent.

"You don't lift it!"

Mu Qiu smiles but does not speak.

"You are not a man!"

The cold light in Mu Qiu's eyes is one Lin, look up to elder sister, squint a way: "do you want to feel me to be a man?"

Mu autumn immediately a slap paste in his hand full of black line on the face, wailing: "I should not believe you."

"Ha ha ha ha ha..." sister's face was filled with the joy of victory, then she pulled the quilt and went in, hugged Mu Qiu tightly: "I'm not teasing you, I'm sleepy when I sleep."

"Well." Muqiu put away his mobile phone and turned off the light, and the room fell into darkness.

In the dark bedroom, their breathing was clear and audible. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Mu Qiu's eyes slightly open, and her sister's body is suddenly shaking. She nervously explores her small head and asks Mu Qiu in a low voice: "who is it?"

The door opened and a little head came in. It was Lanling. She was wearing a white silk nightgown. As soon as she came in, she could not wait to rush on Muqiu. She gave Muqiu a lot. Then she rubbed his face with her nose and said, "husband, I sleep here at night."

Mu Qiu eyebrows a pick, ask: "Feifei they?"

"Hey hey, they're chatting with Mengmeng. You're mine tonight. Come on, husband. It's a long night. Don't waste it."

Hidden under Lanling's lively appearance is a rascal's heart, which Muqiu has realized since they were drunk that night. If it's normal, Muqiu doesn't mind fighting with Lanling for 300 rounds, but now her sister is still hiding in the wardrobe. Muqiu can see the slightly opened seams of the wardrobe and her sister's slightly narrowed eyes from the corner of her eyes.

And... Well, grinding teeth.

Blue work properly a Leng, blankly way: "what voice?"

Grinding teeth sound instant hours, Mu Qiu hit ha ha way: "there is no sound ah, you hear wrong."

"Yes." Lanling didn't care. Instead, she rubbed Muqiu's face with her little nose: "good husband."

Mu Qiu pondered for a while and said, "yes, but I'd better go to another room."

Lan Ling asked, "it's very good here."

No, I don't want to be watched live by my sister.