Chapter 645

When it comes to hate this word, Han Mu Zi also specially accentuated the tone, as if to let night ink Xuan know her determination.

Night ink Xuan thin lips slightly tilted up, full of eyes are her coquettish look, he stretched out his long arm to actively put her into his arms, timbre doting.

"You won't have this chance. I'll just Let you love me more and more. "

Han Muzi

With a red face, Han Mu Zi scolded: "who loves you? Don't think I promise to make up with you because I like you. "

"Well?" Night Mo Xuan noticed what, picked pick eyebrow, "not because like me, that is because what?"

Han Mu Zi hummed a little: "it's not because you are thick skinned. You have been pestering me."

"Is it?"

Han Mu Zi stares big eyes and frowns at him. "Are you going to deny it?"

"When did I deny it? No matter what reason you promised to get back together with me, anyway It's enough to have people by my side. "

His eyes are like deep ravines and lock on her tightly. Han Muzi is stunned for a moment. When he doesn't know how to react, he feels his warm breath is nearly a few minutes.

Then that face put more and more big in front of oneself, Han Mu Zi just startled to feel to return to God.

He seems to be kissing himself again.

"No!"

In his thin lip kiss to her time, Han Mu purple quickly don't open a face, night Mo Xuan thin lip then fall to her white cheek.

He is not angry, thin lips in her cheek gently kiss, and then one hand to press the back of her head, moving toward her red lips.

"No more!" Han Mu Zi reached in front of his chest and begged, "I'm very tired."

Listen to speech, the action of night Mo Xuan one meal, after a moment he low smile a: "rest a day still tired?"

“…… Is it not tiring after a day's rest? "

"But I thought again, what should I do?"

The hand of night Mo Xuan glides along her waist, Han Mu Zi's face slightly changes to press his big hand that doesn't have proper measure, low scold a way: "you don't mess about again, you don't want to take me to see that woman at all?"? So use this way to procrastinate? "

“……”

Say so of words, the facial expression of night Mo Xuan immediately became serious.

"Don't believe me?"

"Then you should show me. I went abroad with you yesterday, and now..."

Night Mo Xuan helplessly looking at her, finally heavily sigh a, "forget it, you have an early rest tonight."

Then he got up and went to the bathroom.

Is that all right?

Han Muzi breathed a sigh of relief, and then lay back in bed. Thinking of something, she quickly took out her mobile phone and sent a wechat to Xiaoyan.

Who knows Xiaoyan has sent a wechat.

Xiaomi Dou has been done. It's worth a lot of money in spring and night. You cherish it. }

“……”

This son of a bitch, Xiao Yan, doesn't have a serious moment.

She put away her notebook and remembered what she had just said to yemoxuan. She unconsciously showed a smile on her lips.

She said that she would not let yemoxuan down, so she would not let him down.

Millet bean It should be his child.

So two similar faces, it will not cheat.

Before, Han Mu Zi couldn't believe it. When she was in doubt, she thought that this idea was too absurd, but how could it be absurd?

After removing all kinds of things, the remaining one, even if it's incredible, is the truth.

Han Mu Zi thought and closed her eyes.

She will have to find a chance to talk to yemoxuan later.

At night, after the light of the hotel is turned off, ye Moxuan lies on Han Muzi's side. Their breathing is balanced, but they know each other that none of them is asleep.

Han Mu Zi blinked in the dark and suddenly wanted to turn to sleep. As a result, as soon as she turned around, the guy of Yemo Xuan leaned over and hugged her waist.

She struggled for a while, then heard him whisper: "don't make noise, go to bed soon."

"Sleep on sleep, why are you holding me?"

It's not hot. They're holding each other like a stove. In addition, night ink Xuan's temperature itself is higher than her, holding together a little uncomfortable.

Han Mu Zi struggles for a while, and feels that the temperature on Yemo Xuan's body seems higher than before. She just wants to ask him what's going on, but suddenly she thinks of something, and her ears turn red.

"Why is your determination so poor?"

The night Mo Xuan breathed heavily behind him, and his voice was hoarse.

"I'm a normal man, and the woman I love is in my arms. Do you give me strength?"

He leaned up to her ear and murmured, "it's not bad if I don't wipe you dry."

Finish saying, he also intentionally bit her ear, make Han Mu purple scream, then he just hands and feet and use the ground to live her."Well, sleep and eat you if you make any more noise."

Han Muzi

A little depressed, but still obediently closed his eyes.

In the dark, they were not only very close to each other physically, but also connected at the moment.

The night ink Xuan holds the person in the arms, feeling the whole body is as uncomfortable as the fire. Of course, the night ink Xuan knows that if you want to relieve the pain of burning, the first thing is to let her go.

But he was reluctant to let go of the person in his arms, just wanted to hold her in his arms all the time.

So this burning feeling is sweet and painful for yemoxuan.

Sweet is to hold her to sleep, the pain is clearly holding but can't have.

Alas

The man sighed heavily, buried his face in her neck, greedily smelling her unique fragrance.

"Night ink Pavilion."

In the dark, Han Mu Zi suddenly called him.

"Well?"

A hoarse voice came from the neck socket.

Looking at the light moonlight outside the window, Han Mu Zi thought of what she wanted to ask, so she bit her lower lip and said in a slow voice: "I have a question to ask you, will you answer me?"

The people behind him took a deep breath, as if they were restraining something. For a long time, they heard his hoarse voice.

"What's the problem?"

"You said I was the only woman in my life, but that day you said there was another one before me..."

Before I finished speaking, I felt the whole body of the person behind me was stiff, as if I was nervous, and then I held my breath.

Han Mu Zi Leng for a moment, is he nervous?

A little funny, Han Mu Zi can only resist the impulse to laugh, eyes full of pleasure.

"What are you nervous about?"

The people behind were silent for a long time.

"What do you want to know?"

"I want to know Is this man before me five years ago? "

The night Mo Xuan smoldered to smile a: "fool?"? Before you, not five years ago, or five years later? "

Yeah, she forgot that.

She gasped awkwardly and asked, "when will five years be? Do you remember? What was the date? what time? Where is it again? Do you remember what she looked like? And the process... "

He asked several questions in a row, and the people behind him were as silent as death.