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After a little bit, he released her little hand, and the corner of his mouth was filled with a sweet and unbearable smile, "not dirty ~"

Mu Qiqi was too excited by his ability to tease people. He took back his little hand shyly. "I hate it. Hurry up and do something. Don't play a bad role for my son."

Mu Qiqi complained, turned to find the little guy, in addition to the lack of a lot of biscuits in the plate, where there is a little guy's figure ah.

Some dazed turn around, "where's the son?"

Mo Yan Jue both hands Chudou smile but don't answer, stare at her so directly.

The heart was creepy, she turned around and ran, or was caught back, her long arm easily hooked on her waist.

"Want to run?"

His deep magnetic voice sounded in his ears, and his body was close to her back, and his two arms tightly bound her waist, as if afraid that she would run again.

"No, I just want to prepare dinner." This kind of thing experienced more, she has now learned to face not red heart do not jump to deal with.

"There's a cook for dinner. What you have to do is think about how to feed me." The provocative breath did not know whether it was deliberately vomited in the back of her neck, so that although she could not see it, she could feel the blush and thick neck.

"You Mu Qiqi felt shy to say such words for his serious people, but he didn't know how to open his mouth. After a long time holding out a word of you, there was no following.

"What do I do?" The arm around her body increased some strength, and the lips pasted on her back swept across her ear outline, each time with fatal temptation.

Before meeting him, Muqiqi always felt that his control and resistance were particularly good, but when he met him, everything was off track.

"Don't... don't make a fuss. I'm going to make dinner. You go up to read with your son first." The voice is very small, as if frightened, in fact, more nervous.

This person raised people to no matter what time and place, Mu Qiqi was very worried that he could not resist, so he wanted to escape.

Can Mo Yan Jue who is, his eyes can almost see everything, so she wants to play what tricks he can not know?

"As I said, dinner can be done by the chef, and my son's homework can be watched by a tutor, and you... Tonight belongs to me only."

Wow ~ Mu Qiqi feels that he can't stand it quickly. Is it swollen?

How can this man be like a bully in an idol play? There is a kind of bullying that people can't refuse at all.

In the next second, he strongly kisses her soft, and doesn't give her any chance to resist. He takes his hands on his shoulders, from the fist clenched at the beginning to the gentle lap, and finally he hugs his neck and stands on tiptoe The kiss was long and deep. When she was completely released, her brain felt that it was lack of oxygen. He pulled her to her legs and sat down on the dining chair. Her feet were floating. There was no difference between stepping on cotton.

When she reacts, she finds that she is sitting on his leg, and the posture is rather ambiguous ···

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