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Yan Luoluo was so unreasonable as to hug him in his arms, she could not move at all.

After entering the bedroom, Mu Beihan closed the door and pushed the woman in his arms against the wall. He kept one hand on her waist and the other on her lower jaw.

"The tune is very nice to listen to, and you're even intoxicated by it?"

"We're going to eat barbecue together, take a picture as a memento, and even send him home considerately?"

Having asked two questions in a row, Yan Luoluo was stunned.

But very quickly, she realized that this stingy man was jealous of her and Ouyang Sheng!

The more he misunderstood and was jealous, the more Yan Luoluo could not help but tease him: "That's right, I never thought that the Teacher Ouyang's people would be handsome, play the piano, and the key is that they would be very gentle, and take the initiative to help my son and I roast meat. Tsk tsk, what a man!"

The coldness in Mu Beihan's eyes became colder and colder, he was extremely unhappy, but he could not stop his hands from beating her up, as he was afraid that he would injure her.

"I think you're a coward. These past few days have been too comfortable, haven't they? "

Yan Luoluo had been preparing the design of the Ocean View Room, and she had to stay up late every night almost every night. She woke up early in the morning as well, and looked as if she had been listless all day.

It seemed like today, this little girl needed to be taught a lesson!

When Yan Luoluo saw the look in his eyes, she immediately felt that something was wrong. She wanted to escape, but her waist was restrained even more tightly and stuck tightly to the wall.

"Mu Bei …"

Before she could even call out the name, her lips were covered forcefully by Mu Beihan's mouth. It had been a long time since Mu Beihan kissed her in such a vicious manner, with an obvious sense of punishment.

After the kiss ended, Mu Beihan straightened his back and moved a little further away from her, but his large hand still rested on her waist, unwilling to let her go.

"Next time, you are not allowed to meet Ouyang Sheng alone."

The man's hoarse and low voice gradually faded. As he spoke, his long fingers carefully traced the shape of Yan Luoluo's lips.

In the dim night light, he saw the woman's lips, swollen and red from her own kiss, curve in a very slight, satisfied curve.

Yan Luoluo was a little angry: "If you don't want to say it, just say it!"

Mu Beihan looked at her in amusement: "If I can use other methods to cure you, why would I waste my breath?"

As he spoke, his eyes began to understand the meaning of the word, and he kissed the person in his arms straight up, until the person in his arms was covered in blood. His legs went limp, and he collapsed on his chest.

"Still want to come?"

Mu Beihan purposely asked indistinctly, his peach blossom eyes flowing with an intoxicating luster under the light. Yan Luoluo felt that she was about to be drunk to death in his deep gaze.

"Forget it, forget it!" Only then did she manage to stabilize her weight. She said, "I invited Teacher Ouyang to a meal for the cold dew, it's not what you guessed!"

Of course, Mu Beihan knew that Yan Luoluo was not a normal person. Furthermore, she already had her own child, so she would not go and offend other men.

The way she acted just now was because she knew that he was unhappy when she was eating with other men. Furthermore, she was intentionally provoking him, so he took the opportunity to kiss her.

But why did she want to eat for Song Hanlu and Ouyang Sheng?

"What does that have to do with Song Hanlu?"

Yan Luoluo laughed charmingly: "Don't you feel that Teacher Ouyang and Han Lu should follow?"