Chapter 1791

Hearing this, Ling Zihuan fondled the scar painfully. "It must have been very painful at that time!"

Qiao Mu closed his eyes slightly and kept adjusting his breathing.

At that time, he had forgotten whether it hurt or not, but now it really hurt!

It's killing me!

This little boy doesn't know the truth that men can't touch in the morning at all?!

Qiaomu for himself a bitter tears, pulled down thin quilt, do not show traces to open and Ling Zihuan distance, "eat breakfast?"

Ling Zihuan's eyes still lingered on his chest, and he shook his head absently, "no, I want to eat with you."

Qiao Mu breathed heavily and licked the corner of his mouth. "Go outside and wait for me. I'll take a bath."

The little girl refused even if she didn't want to, "why let me go outside? You wash your clothes, I'll wait for you here!"

Fuck!

Qiao Mu rubs his messy broken hair. How can he take a bath in front of a little girl?!

Open the quilt and you can see it at a fuckin 'glance!

Qiao Mu is patient and wants to coax her out, but before the next second, Ling Zihuan kisses her according to the scar, "second uncle, you can't get hurt again!"

It blew up!

The little girl tiger kisses, then looks up at Qiao mu.

Those eyes are so clean and clear that Qiao mu can see what he looks like without careful observation.

He breathed heavily and his eyes were red. He put his arms around her waist, turned over and pressed the man under his body. He bowed his head and gave her a deep kiss.

After a kiss, Qiao Mu felt even worse!

He put his hands beside the little girl, looked down at her pretty face, closed his eyes, sighed, and said hoarsely, "don't move, wait for me here!"

Words fall, Qiao Mu quickly turned out of bed, in Ling Zihuan also a brain paste, quickly into the bathroom.

The sound of the shower comes, and the cold bath in the early morning is undoubtedly a good medicine for reducing fire!

Not that I don't want her, but I can't now!

For a girl who has been in pain for such a long time, she can't do it too casually. What's more, the Su family... Is also out of season.

Compared with Qiao Mu's thoughtful mind, Ling Zihuan, still lying in bed, seems heartless.

She pulled the quilt over her red face, and her big wet eyes were clear and bright.

It turns out that the second uncle has been up for a long time. When she was kissing, she smelled the smoke in his mouth.

But

Ling Zihuan put her hand under the quilt and climbed up her thigh.

She blushed and rubbed across the cloth. The second uncle just stabbed her.

Although she has no experience, she knows what it is.

……

Twenty minutes later, Qiao Mu came out of the bathroom with a bath towel around his waist and beads on his shoulder.

The curtains in the guest room have been opened, and the little girl is sitting on the bed playing with her mobile phone.

Hearing the sound, she put her cell phone under her leg like a guilty conscience, and looked at Qiao mu with a smile, "uncle, you're done!"

Qiao Mu caught her little action, he walked forward, while wiping his hair while testing, "what are you looking at?"

Ling Zihuan looked up at him and subconsciously jammed his mobile phone under his leg. "I didn't see anything. Uncle, get dressed quickly. I'm so hungry."

Hearing this, Qiao Mu glanced sideways at the laundry on the bedside table. His eyes were shining. He handed her the towel in his hand and said, "help me wipe my hair."

The little girl didn't doubt him. She knelt on the bed with a towel and straightened up. She helped him wipe the drops of his hair while... Salivating about his figure.