Chapter 1292

Mu Weiwei's eyes fell on Fu Linchen's pretty face.

That face, every inch of the proportion is so perfect, like a work of art.

Even though she is used to the beauty of her two brothers, Mu Weiwei still has to admit that the old fox looks like a dog

As long as you think that Fu Linchen will soon become the laughing stock of all passers-by, Mu Weiwei feels very excited.

Mu Weiwei, holding a marker, walks up to Fu Linchen. Suddenly, she finds an unexpected problem.

Fu Linchen put his seat back down because he wanted to sleep.

There are no other passengers in the private plane, and there is enough space. Therefore, he almost puts the back of the chair at a half reclining angle, which is not different from the posture of sleeping in the reclining chair.

In addition, his legs are very long, and he also stretches forward. It's really difficult for mu Weiwei to reach his face

Mu Weiwei stood on tiptoe and stretched her arm. After a long time, she still couldn't reach it.

A small face suddenly wrinkled into a ball.

"No? Why do you have such long legs? Is it great to be tall? That's true

Mu Weiwei complained angrily, hoping to kick the old fox.

She thought about it carefully, and soon realized that the only way to paint the turtle on Fu Linchen's face was to climb up to Fu Linchen's seat.

However, in this way, she had to climb up to Fu Linchen, and there was no room to avoid

This posture is too... Too... Not like words!

Mu Weiwei's small face suddenly dyed a layer of crimson, hesitated.

However, it is rare to have such a good opportunity to let Fu Linchen give up. She is really reluctant to

Mu Weiwei thought for a while, and finally made up her mind, suddenly clenched her teeth, "no matter, it's just... Isn't it just climbing to the seat? As long as the old fox as a part of the seat, a lifeless furniture, then there is no problem! Anyway, he sleeps like a dead pig. He can't wake up with boiling water. I'll press it gently. I'm sure... I won't feel it! "

After self hypnosis, she regained her spirits and went to Fu Linchen.

The man's tall and straight body, in an extremely relaxed position, lies back half, occupying the whole sofa.

Mu Weiwei looked at it for a long time, but she didn't find a place to support it. She could only carefully stretch out her little hand and press it on Fu Linchen's chest.

She first pressed twice as a test.

Fu Linchen did not move at all, and his breathing was very stable.

It's good. I fell asleep!

Mu Weiwei has confidence, little by little carefully increased strength, put his weight to Fu Linchen, two small hands on the man's chest, slowly moving forward.

As the center of gravity moved forward, she raised her two slender long legs and pressed them on Fu Linchen's thighs.

At this point, Mu Weiwei's whole body is pressed on Fu Linchen.

With the soft palm sticking to the man's chest, you can clearly feel how strong and strong the muscles under a thin layer of shirt cloth are, full of a sense of strength, like a sleeping lion. Even if it doesn't move, it can also make people imagine how powerful he will be when he wakes up.

When they were so close, Mu Weiwei's breath became a little short

At this moment, she suddenly felt that the body under her body vibrated.