C21

"Grandfather's health is not good, don't do something that will make him unhappy!" Lin Muhan smiled, "You know what I'm talking about."

Yes, she knew.

Isn't it just that you don't want to talk about divorce?

Actually, Lin Muhan was overly worried. He still had this thought in mind, and would definitely not let his grandfather's birthday get angry.

"Got it." Mi Xue spoke calmly. The relaxed feeling was gone. It was as though she was shrouded in deep grief.

Lin Muhan couldn't help but stand up and sit beside her. He used his long arms to pull her into his embrace and said gloomily, "Do you really know about it?"

"Got it." Sensing his aura, Michelle answered again.

"Then don't meet Gu Licheng in the future!" Lin Muhan lowered his head and stared straight into Mi Xue's star-like eyes.

"That's not it..." He wasn't talking about a divorce.

"Hurry up and eat."

Seeing her flustered and uneasy appearance, an undetectable smile appeared in Lin Muhan's eyes. The haze that Gu Licheng came over to see disappeared completely at this moment.

It was already close to eleven when Aunt Liu returned to the villa. She had not rested yet, and only after seeing the two of them return did she relax.

"I still have some work to take care of. You should go rest first." Lin Muhan warned his as he nodded before going upstairs.

"Young Mistress, you've finally made it." Aunt Liu said with a smile.

"Yes." "Rest early. You don't have to wait for us next time."

"I'm used to it." Aunt Liu was touched from the bottom of her heart as she spoke. Seeing Mi Xue's hand on her stomach, she hurriedly asked, "Young Mistress, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"My stomach is hurting a bit. I've been sick for a long time, I'm fine." Michelle went upstairs.

Mi Xue, who was sitting alone in a room after she had finished her bath, heaved a sigh of relief. For some reason, every time she entered a confined space with him, she would feel nervous and uneasy.

He took out his phone and opened the memo.

The first was to change his current style; the second was to do what he hated; the third was to not show mercy to his beloved Meng Yuyan!

This was the result of her 'how to get a man to agree to divorce' the last time. She had used the third move that she thought would be the easiest to achieve, but it didn't seem to have any significant effect from today's battle situation.

Michelle sighed, frowning as she thought, I guess I can only start from the first two.

When Lin Muhan returned from the study, he saw Mi Xue sitting on the bed with her eyebrows knitted tightly, holding her phone. She seemed to have seen this scene a long time ago, and he was puzzled as to what treasure was in the phone.

Mi Xue walked over and quickly put away her phone just like last time.

Perhaps it was because of the bath, because her hair was a little messy. Because the side of her nightgown that she was so anxious to put away her phone slipped away, she added a little bit of flirtatiousness to her hair.

Lin Muhan's eyes were burning hot like fireballs, and the temperature of his entire body was also rising continuously.

Taking a step forward, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, as if Rice Snow was a delicacy.

As he got closer, Michelle could not help but freeze.

They had done it too many times, but it had always been a nightmare for Michelle.

When Lin Muhan walked to her side, she felt the air was thin, she was so nervous that she was about to suffocate.

His hand subconsciously grabbed onto a corner of the bed sheet.

The man looked at this delicate woman who was like a little white rabbit, and the ripples in his heart grew even more intense.

Bending down, her cold lips lightly touched her warm lips.

He couldn't extricate himself!

The kiss continued to deepen.

The tongue invaded her city.

No aggression, no hegemony, only tenderness.

Softness...

Michelle thought it was just an illusion, but this time it was different. Her trembling body slowly recovered, and her stiff body turned soft.

Second, to do something he didn't like …

His mind was involuntarily filled with this thought. Every time he took the initiative to possess her, he probably didn't like women taking the initiative, right?

With this thought in mind, Michelle immediately came up with a plan.

His hand took the initiative to grab Han Li's neck. His kiss was green and coordinated with him, occasionally provoking him. The body that had been resisting this whole time was now repeatedly drilling into his bosom.

Lin Muhan who was burning with desire was stunned. Was this still the Mi Xue he knew?

"You …"

Lin Muhan opened his mouth wanting to say something, but Mi Xue raised her head to kiss his lips, blocking his words that she did not want to speak of from coming out.

The wildfire was burning the prairie, and was unstoppable.

Lin Muhan felt that all the cells in his body had been activated, and he felt a joy that he had never felt before.

Delight, unprecedented joy.

No longer satisfied with a simple kiss, Lin Muhan's hand groped around.

It was only when she felt the cold that she knew the man had taken the initiative.

She was indeed an arrogant and domineering male chauvinist. The more she thought about it, the more arrogant she became.

"I want it up there!" Mi Xue suddenly stopped her movements and stared straight at Lin Muhan.

"Hmm?" Such domineering words caused Lin Muhan to hesitate at all.

As if to prove her confidence, Mi Xue did not dodge and instead stared into Lin Muhan's deep eyes.

Lin Muhan did not say anything, but just hugged her neck with one hand and her waist with the other. Their bodies were tightly pressed together without any gaps, and it was as if Mi Xue could hear his strong heartbeat and the burning sensation from where he touched.

By the time Michelle managed to react, they had already moved on.

He lied on top of Lin Muhan's body. This kind of feeling had never happened before.

His heart thumped in his chest.

His breath was in her ear, warm and inviting.

Mi Xue hurriedly sat up and flanked Lin Muhan's waist. She looked at him with interest and bit her lips, wondering why he wasn't unhappy at all.

All of a sudden, a few inappropriate childhood scenes flashed through her mind. The corner of Mixue's lips curled up, "Why don't we play with something more exciting?"