Every year's small short legs finally failed to run Mu Beiting, although cleverly hid back in the bedroom, he was still picked up by Mu Beiting and beat him up.
The little guy didn't cry. After being beaten, he was red with a pair of eyes and looked at Mu Beiting. He had a small face and was pitiful and lovely.
Mu Beiting's anger dissipated a few minutes, snorted and did not care about him, but turned back to the bedroom to coax Su into the evening.
Su Xiangwan is still sitting in front of the dressing table and depressed.
How can a good wife become an old woman?
What was he trying to hint at?
Or is there a dog out there?
No way
My face is still so beautiful.
In his wild thoughts, Mu Beiting pushed the door and came in.
In front of her eyes, she saw Su Xiangwan sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror.
She knew that the word "old lady Beiting" was "too deep in her heart.".
"Late, late." Mu Beiting spoke in a deep voice and walked slowly behind her.
She was wearing a white shirt silk top with a wide neckline. She only wore a thin underwear inside. She wore a pair of Black Loose home clothes pants under her. Her hair would be pulled in the back of her head at will, which was indescribably sexy and lazy.
Su Xiangwan seemed not to hear, still staring at himself in the mirror.
Mu Beiting sighed and hugged her from behind. He coaxed him softly: "that word was not written by me. Don't be angry, OK?"
Su Xiangwan was still motionless, as if he had not heard him.
Mu Beiting poked his head out of her shoulder and pecked at her face gently.
In fact, he knew that she didn't know that the word was not written by him.
Can this red fruit three words so into her sight, can not be angry just strange?
Mu Beiting resisted the impulse to crush the kid in the next room to death, and said in a warm voice, "I'm wrong. You know clearly that I can't control it when I see you. How can you write that it's an old woman, right?"
Su Xiangwan was still silent and did not know who was angry with.
Mu Beiting simply picked up the person, turned around and walked to the sofa. He held her in his lap and said in a deep voice: "I don't believe it. I'll prove it to you."
Then he took her little hand and touched her waist.
Su Xiangwan was startled and quickly pulled back her hand. Her cheek was a little red: "what are you doing?"
Mu Beiting thin lips on her neck nest, sprinkled a light heat: "now believe it?"
Su Xiangwan's face turned a little red, but he didn't say a word.
Actually She wasn't angry either.
It is like being spoiled by him, more and more like to make temperament, want to wait for him to coax.
Slightly drooping eyes, aware of the reaction under his body, dare not move.
Mu Beiting kiss along her neck socket, can't help but reach out to untie a button in front of her body.
Mou color dark a few minutes, he whispered: "this is clearly a goblin, where can have such a beautiful old woman."
Su put his arm around his neck in the evening and snorted, "if I become an old woman, you don't like me."
"No, at most you became an old goblin." Mu Beiting was a little obsessed, and his big hand had not entered her skirt. He was kissing her and opening his mouth in a low voice.
Old goblin?
Thinking of this word, Su Xiangwan couldn't help but come up with several scenes in her mind.
An old goblin with extremely gorgeous clothes and heavy makeup.
Well, I don't know he'll have to do it.