After hearing the speech, wechat was silent.
Su Xiangwan said that this man didn't even know whether his interview was successful or not.
Soon after he got home, Mu Beiting came back.
Su Xiangwan is sitting on the sofa with a bear in his arms, brushing the news about Liu Zhu Zhuan on his micro blog.
Mu Beiting glanced at her and said in a deep voice, "tired?"
"Well..."
Su spoke lazily to the evening.
After glancing at her, he went back to her room to have a bath.
When I came out again, the little thing on the sofa had fallen asleep on the sofa.
He couldn't help but come to tease her, and pinched her little face, which felt so good.
Su Xiangwan frowned and opened his hand: "two cakes, don't make trouble!"
Mu Beiting's face turned dark.
After the finger slightly loosens a few minutes, the index finger involuntarily falls on her pink tender lip.
It's soft. It must bite like jelly.
It's going to be sweet, like candy.
Index finger involuntarily into her small mouth a few minutes.
Su Xiang went to bed at night. Her face was red. She only felt that there was something in her mouth. She was very uncomfortable. Her tongue subconsciously wanted to push it out.
But this move, however, seems to be ".
Wet tongue, gently licking his fingers, wet, soft and comfortable.
Mu Beiting's larynx moved slightly and his mouth was dry.
But the next second, not waiting for him to take away his fingers, then on a pair of hazy sleepy eyes.
Su Xiangwan didn't sleep well. She felt that something in her mouth was grinding her teeth.
But when she opened her eyes, she was a little silly.
She was lying on the sofa with a red face. He was half squatting on her side with a finger in her mouth.
They looked at each other directly, eyes wide and small for a few seconds.
Mu Beiting was the first to come back to his senses and said solemnly, "I didn't expect you like to suck your fingers."
"Well? Eh? I didn't... "
Su Xiangwan is still a little confused and subconsciously denies it.
"But you don't let me go." Mu Beiting's black eyes directly at her, word by word said slowly and seriously.
"I didn't!"
Su Xiangwan's small face "Shua" rose red, only felt that his words inexplicably let people want to be crooked.
Mu Beiting raises eyebrows and sends his index finger to her, as if in proof.
His fingers are long and clean, and his nails are well manicured.
But at the moment, the index finger is bright, wet, speechless Ambiguous.
Su Xiangwan's eyes were all flustered and avoided in a hurry. She only felt that the whole person was burning like a fire.
Did you suck his fingers in your sleep?
What a loss!
Looking at her from the cheek red to the neck, his mood inexplicably good on a few points, thin lips gently opened, low smile asked: "default?"
"I I I don't have one. "
Su Xiangwan wanted to refute, but the more he said, the less confident he was.
She didn't know how a finger suddenly came out of her mouth, let alone when she held it.
Oh, Pooh, Pooh!
What's in it She She licked at most twice.
The more she thought about her face, the more hot, faintly steaming, a pair of small mouth water tender, want to explain, but the more black.
"Default." Mu Beiting repeated again, with a touch of grievance in his voice.
Su glared at him fiercely in the evening: "you'll pay off, what can you do?"
He squinted slightly, a bit dangerous.
Su Xiangwan had a bad intuition and wanted to run.
However, as soon as he fished out his long arm, he pulled her back.
He pressed her down on the sofa and grabbed her little hand.
The next moment, several fingers were put into his mouth.