Chapter 202

Across the central armrest, Muqiqi's upper body was pulled in the past, and his ruddy lips were severely blocked.

She was stunned.

I didn't expect the man who was just gentle to stop and do this to her.

Two small hands are fluttering nervously, even more puzzled in the frightened eyes.

Is this man sick?

You like to kiss her when you have nothing to do?

It's not a good reason to kiss, but she didn't say a word in the copilot's seat? This is the inexplicable drag in the past.

"Why not return my message?"

Try to suppress the desire in the body, Mo yanjue holds her sharp chin to press.

Muqiqi is fascinated by his kiss. Now he opens his eyes. It's full of mist and a shadow.

"Speak!"

Until the man raised his voice and shouted again, Muqiqi's brain just regained consciousness a little bit.

She blushed, and their slightly heavy breathing lingered in the middle. She could not help but look down, "I... my cell phone is dead."

"Can't call me your friend's?" His eyes are a little red. It's like a tiger staring at its prey.

"I... I don't remember your phone number."

Voice fell, pinched in her chin finger loosened, followed by warm angry warning voice: "tonight back down, tomorrow morning I check!"

Muqiqi, is "... Wrong?

Finish saying, the man continues to start the car, steady on the road.

The frightened Muqiqi shakes his shoulders and heads back to his position, and the little heart flutters wildly, unable to calm down completely.

Along the way, the two never communicate again.

Muqiqi thought it would be OK, so she went back to her room and took a bath. A Buddha was lying in her pink quilt.

The hand that wipes hair in hand is tiny Dun, the step that moves toward dresser also stopped.

Staring straight at the person in bed for a second, her back bristles.

Is this man going to sleep in the same bed with her again?

There were layers of cold sweat on her back spine. She turned to the dresser to blow her hair.

While blowing, she thought that she had to leave the bedroom and wait to sleep with the little star. Otherwise, it was not two seconds before the idea. The hair dryer in her hand was robbed.

Distracted, she subconsciously turned around and saw the man blowing light blue pajamas.

The spoony expression stared at him. He blew her hair without saying a word, and gently stroked her wet hair with warm big hands. The whole person was quiet and gentle, which was not like the cold and indifferent alienation.

Muqiqi is silly. He keeps walking on the dresser's stool motionless.

It was not until her hair was dried by a man, and the hair dryer was turned off by a man that she was stupidly refreshed.

Hurriedly stood up, she hung her head, pinched the corner of her clothes, "I'll go to sleep with the little star, and you can have a rest earlier."

Finish, turn around and run.

The delicate wrist is grasped by the big palm, and the skin on the whole body turns red in an instant, and the small heart also clicks with it.

"Don't go anywhere, just sleep here!"

The man's domineering tone said, then the arm gently forced, pulled her whole delicate posture into the arms.

Her eyelashes drooped, and she was like a frightened kitten, huddled in his arms and afraid to move.

She opened her mouth and tried to speak. Before a sound came out, the whole person had been held up horizontally