【11】
"fool!"
Mu Xijing glared at You Yi angrily and cursed.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he hurriedly and quickly tore off his messy clothes. He turned away, his fair cheeks showed some pink blush, and his breathing was a little short.
Suddenly, a pair of big hands "pounced" on her chest without any warning. Still not satisfied, she squeezed it tentatively.
The corner of Mu Xijing's mouth suddenly twitched wildly, and she grabbed his wrist, making a "crack-crack" sound in her bones, "Are you looking for death?!"
"Wife~"
With a squeaking cry, You Yi suddenly turned over and forcefully pressed Mu Xijing under her.
"Sorry, I'm not your wife!"
Her face flushed slightly, and she pressed her hands against his hard chest impatiently.
An evil smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her fingers touched her sensitive earlobe like a mischief, "You are already married, and you are still so shy!...", her shy face was filled with seductive smoothness, "Ba"
, the soft lips made Mu Xijing unable to help but tremble and tremble.
The corners of his lips twitched, "A horse like you, get out of here!"
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"husband?!"
A sweet voice echoed in the huge study room. Xia Wumo opened her clear amber eyes and opened and closed her plump red lips, making people's hearts flutter.
Is this to seduce him?
Her small mouth was opening and closing to seduce him all the time, making him even distracted from teaching, and he wanted to press down hard on those soft lips.
"husband……"
Xia Wumo looked at the fonts on the book very seriously and read out loudly.
Leng Ye, whose cold eyes twitched at the side, was constantly filled with unfamiliar 'words'. She felt that she was very selfish, and the first word she learned was so twisted. He felt guilty for the first time in his life for mutilating the girl's pure heart.
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I can't blame him, I blame him for being too thick-skinned and helpless.
"Mo'er! Look at me!" He suddenly looked serious and held up that stunning face with his hands, "I am your husband! You can only call me husband from now on, do you hear me?"
His tone was cold and his expression was serious. This situation made Xia Wumo panic like a little rabbit, and her tone was crying, "I know, I know..."
He sighed quietly and held her gently in his arms.
On a wedding night, a moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold.
So far? But it has become a literary teaching.
All literary directors in the world should be grateful to him... for sacrificing the wedding night.
Chapter completed!