Chapter 212

Mu Nuan ate a little too much at night, and now he vomited heavily, so the taste was not good.

She can't smell it herself, but it's very obvious to me.

He just slightly frowned, and when she finished vomiting, he took a paper towel to wipe her, and turned out a bottle of water in the car and handed it to her.

"Get out of the car." The voice of the muting owl has calmed down.

He opened the door and got out of the car. He took off his coat and sweater, which were stained with warm vomit, leaving only a thin shirt.

On the contrary, wennuan didn't get anything on him.

When she got out of the car, the cold wind came, and the whole person was fresh.

She turned her head and looked at the muting owl who was only wearing a thin shirt. She couldn't help asking, "is it cold?"

When she looks at her, she looks at her.

She had just vomited once, her eyes were wet, her eyes were slightly red, her face was pale, and her lips were pursed. It was very pitiful to see him.

So to the mouth of the "do you think", a export became: "not cold."

Mu wennuan is ready to accept Mu Ting Xiao's poison tongue, and then say "deserve it" again, but he is not cold.

Master Mu is really not an ordinary person. The temperature is almost below zero. He is not cold in his thin shirt.

"Not cold" is not just saying. Mu wennuan is shivering in the cold wind, but mu tingxiao doesn't respond at all.

……

The car is dirty. Mu wennuan takes a taxi with mu tingxiao.

As for muting owl's car, give it to the bodyguard to drive back.

Back at home, mu tingxiao went to the study to take a bath and went back to the bedroom to take a bath.

When mu wennuan came out of the bathroom, he found that mu tingxiao had been sitting in the single sofa in front of the window in his nightgown.

The headlight in the room didn't turn on. There was a yellow floor lamp beside him. The halo shrouded him and made him look gentle.

But no one knows better than Mu Nuan.

All gentleness is a false image in muting owl.

Mu wennuan walks towards him and is ready to sit down next to him.

But don't want to, she just walked past, was Mu Ting owl backhand a pull circle into the arms.

He took a sip of red wine in his hand and handed it to Mu Nuan's lips: "have a sip."

Mu wennuan frowned and pushed away: "I don't want to drink." I don't want to eat anything or drink after washing.

Mu Ting owl didn't force her either. He took a sip of it and pressed it down on her lips.

Hook her lips - petals, his mouth of red wine into her mouth.

Mu wennuan was caught off guard by him and almost choked.

Mu Ting owl put out his hand and stroked her long hair. The movement was gentle and soothing.

After mu wennuan came over, he hammered the moting owl on his chest.

Mu Ting owl stretched out his hand to wrap her little fist, slightly lowered his eyelids to cover his eyes, and his voice was indifferent: "is he the reason why you lost your bodyguard?"

His endless words, let Mu warm doubt for a moment, just reflected what he was saying.

"What do you mean?" He said that she dumped the bodyguard just to meet Shen Chuhan?

Mu Ting owl raised his eyes and looked at her deeply: "you want to leave me."

"What are you talking about?" Mu wennuan's heart was full of excitement and frowned: "I can't understand what you're saying."

"You don't want to marry me if you don't take wedding photos." When Mu Ting owl spoke, his face still had no big change, but mu Nuan was very keen to hear a trace of tension.

"I explained to you before that I was "Thank you..."

Mu Ting Xiao doesn't want to hear her explanation at all. He knows exactly what Mu Nuan is thinking.

He hooked Mu's warm waist with one hand, and the wine cup on the other hand fell to the floor, which was covered with a blanket. The wine cup didn't break, and the unfinished wine was soaked in the carpet.

Mu Ting Xiao took mu wennuan's posture, hooked her waist and legs, stood up, took her to the bed, and they rolled to the bed together.

There is something wrong with Mu Nuan.

At the moment when he was about to enter, mu wennuan suddenly stopped him, gasped and asked, "did you divorce mu Wanqi?"

"Well." There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead. He breathed heavily and was about to rush inside.

Who knows, mu wennuan stopped him again: "you didn't wear it Ah

The words behind her were scattered by his insolence.

She raised her slender white neck, slightly opened her lips, and groaned.

Moting owl leaned over and left a series of wet pink marks on her white neck. She was obscene and lovely.

Her waist is thin and soft, which always makes the muting owl have the illusion that if he pinches it, it will break. The tyrannical factor in his heart always makes him want to directly pinch her waist and make her cry and beg for mercyMu wennuan also thought that the moting owl didn't wear a condom.

Mu tingxiao hit deeply. Mu wennuan's short words were intermittent: "you Don't be in Inside The first two Ah... "

At this time, he didn't want to hear her still talking about it.

He deliberately found her sensitive point, slowly tormented her, and when she couldn't help it, he found the right place and hit her hard

Vaguely, mu wennuan remembers that most of the time, Mu Ting owls were in it.

They are not fit to have children now.

She thought about this in a daze, and finally fell asleep.

Mu Ting Xiao gets out of bed and takes a warm wet towel to wipe his body.

He lowered his eyes, moved gently and slowly, and focused as if an artist were dealing with precious and rare works of art.

After wiping the body for mu wennuan, he pushed aside the bangs of sweat on her forehead and gently branded a kiss on her forehead. His voice was too light to hear: "I only have you."

Mu wennuan seemed to hear someone talking in her ear. She raised her heavy eyelids. The figure in front of her was vague, but she also knew that it was Mu Ting Xiao.

She was so sleepy that she raised her hand. The next moment, she felt that her hand was held by a more generous and warm hand. As soon as she was relieved, she closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Mu Ting owl sat by the bed, staring at her for a long time, and put her hand back into the quilt.

……

The next day.

When mu wennuan wakes up, his position is empty.

She stretched out her hand to explore. There was no temperature, which proved that the moting owl had been up for a while.

She sat up with her soft and sour body, leaned on the head of the bed and counted her safety period with her eyes closed.

It seems that the calculation is not accurate, so we can only take medicine.

She hasn't thought about the child yet.

In addition to her unstable relationship with muting owl, she still has a lot to do.

She is only twenty-two years old, just the beginning of her life, she does not have a good mother, she may also be an unqualified daughter.

Even if she had a baby now, she didn't know how to take care of him.