Chen Muli immediately raised his hand.
I can't help being violent with her.
And Rong Yun at this time lowered his head and kneaded his brows, as if he had been taught in silence.
"You know it's wrong?"
Chen Muli asked.
However, the next second, Rong Yun raised his head and took a look at her, and the corners of his lips gently pulled and played with the smell, "your voice is too small, and then you can call it bigger."
"You --"
the little angel in Chen Muli's heart collapsed and died.
Rong Yun pulled her small body and let her sit on the chair beside him.
Chen Muli doesn't dare to struggle to avoid pulling his wound, so she sits down. As soon as she lowers her head, her glasses almost fall down. She wants to wear them well, but Rong Yun raises her hand to stop them.
She looks more ascetic with her glasses on.
But the next second, he slowly took it off for her.
Because the glasses blocked her light gray eyes, which seemed to bewitch people.
Rong Yun looked at her almost infatuated, and said to her hoarse voice, "baby, you kiss me."
Baby, you kiss me.
He always doesn't want to kiss her.
Chen Muli looked at him deeply, and his small face was still slowly approaching. He gently touched his lips which seemed thin and cool.
When he looked at him again, the corners of his lips rose and his eyes were full of happiness.
Chen Muli saw that he was so easy to be satisfied at this time, so she was a little softhearted. She said in a soft voice, "you're good. I promised you something. I can't run. I'll do it."
Everybody knows what it's about.
Rong Yun is more thorough in his heart, because he has been thinking about it since he woke up.
After the loss and recovery, he felt that no one could understand his mood.
His possession and desire for her in his heart is like a flood, rolling in to let him know how eager he really is to have her.
It's just.
She kept thinking about her injury for fear that he would not recover well.
Rong Yun eyes slightly dark, he suddenly held her hand, way, "Mu Li, you still look down on me."
This word falls, Chen Mu leaves a tiny Leng.
But in a flash, her hand was taken down by him, across the quilt --
"ah...!"
Caught off guard, let Chen Muli startled, she quickly retracted her hand, small face flushed.
She bit her lip and looked at him. She didn't want to talk to him any more.
But Rong Yun sneered, "how, you know, even if I'm going to die, I'll still have a reaction when I see you.".
Before the last two words were finished, his mouth was blocked by a small hand in a hurry. She frowned and said, "die what die, don't you say that again."
Rong Yun looks at the sadness and reprimand in her eyes, and her lazy and casual eyes are slightly narrowed
Become more profound, serious.
Chen Muli was staring at him with more and more deep eyes. He just felt that there was electric current running through her whole body, which made her little heart feel confused.
She released her hand, and Rong Yun's vision was quiet. He suddenly said, "I want to go to shush."
"Ah...?!"
Chen Muli was stunned. What did he want to do? He immediately lowered his head, and his cheek became hot again.
"Why don't you help your man up?"
Uncle Rong Yun stretched out a hand.
Chen Muli
She did not speak any more. She supported his broad back and helped him sit up.
As a matter of fact, for Rong Yun --
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