Kiss, from shallow to deep, from slow to deep.

There are many things that cannot be sought, but they come naturally.

Mu Ziqian picked her up horizontally, put it close to her ear and asked, "Have I waited?"

At that time, he was drunk, teased the hair in her ear, and asked, "How long will I have to wait?"

The cheeks of the person in his arms were hot, the color was red, and the eyes were so beautiful that his heart was about to jump out by his words.

He kissed her quivering eyelashes, and his hoarse voice carried a hint of control, he had really suppressed it for a long time, and he had endured it for a long time.

"Say, have I waited?"

The hand pressed against the man's chest felt the hot skin under the bathrobe, his strong body tense like a full bow, and every cell in his body proved to her that he was demanding of her now.

But his body, not yet.

Qiu Jinghao exhaled hot air between her mouths, and her voice trembled a little uncontrollably, "But Ning Zhi said, you will have to take three months"

"him for three months. Mu Ziqian hugged the person, swept the things off the desk, put the person on the table, leaned over and kissed it

The clothes are scattered, the fragrance of books is entangled with the spring color, the books that roll down are messy, and the psychedelic figure is reflected on the crystal lamp.

He was up and down, and she, a door, locked a pair of people in the depths tightly in a world where only they were the only ones.

The night had sunk, and the dreamy purple curtains were closed.

In the early morning of the next day, Qiu Jing's biological clock woke up on time, and the moment he opened his eyes, the man's face was close at hand, his eyelashes were very long, and a dark shadow was laid under his narrow eyes, which looked particularly deep and peaceful, and when he fell asleep, his anger was scattered without a trace, and he looked like a child.

Last night, when she remembered those hot pictures, her face suddenly warmed up.

She took a few deep breaths, trying to calm her heart, while Mu Ziqian squinted one eye, looked at the woman's delicate appearance, hooked her palm, held the woman's neck, and brought it to her lips, and a deep kiss swallowed all the air she had just inhaled.

The more she kissed, the softer it became, and finally her consciousness flew to the empty coat, and Mu Ziqian took advantage of the time when she got up in the morning to ask her for two more times.

Afterwards, Qiu Jinghao was carried to the bathroom by Mu Ziqian to take a bath, she was weakly held by him to rinse, she pillowed on his shoulder, and hung on his chest with the last bit of kitten scratching strength.

Feign angrily: "You practice every morning, why didn't you go this morning?"

Mu Ziqian stroked her smooth skin with his big palm, "With you, what else do I go out to practice." ”

you, it's morning workout.

Qiu Jing was on fire in her heart, and now she couldn't even lift her hands, her lips were his strong shoulders, the wax-like color of the man's skin, and the light above her head was covered with a layer of hard luster, she vented all the fire in her heart on his shoulder, opened her mouth and bit it with the last strength.

"Hmm" Mu Ziqian snorted in pain, he tilted his head and looked at her like a leopard, opening her fangs and biting him, there was a wild nature that was difficult to tame.

Women are not strong, men are not loved.

Mu Ziqian's dark eyes narrowed, his big palm clasped the woman's head, held her face, and sealed it with a kiss.

Inside the bathbox, the heat rises and climbs.

On the blurred glass, there are two entangled figures, flowing with the sound of water, and there is a room of charm.

Before Mu Ziqian left, Qiu Jing was so tired that she fell asleep, folded the quilt for her, and closed the door lightly and left.

The man walking in the narrow corridor, his face dissipated the previous tenderness and affection, and when he walked out of the villa, his face was already cold, and he got into the car.

Fu Feiyang started the car and drove away from Nanfeng Garden, arriving at Longhu Hall.

There's another person waiting for him to clean up.

Half an hour later, the white silver charm stopped outside the Dragon and Tiger Hall, Fu Feiyang respectfully opened the car door, and Mu Ziqian stepped out of the car with a solemn face.

The guard standing at the door, after seeing Mu Ziqian, bowed ninety degrees and shouted: "Mr. Mu." ”

was supposed to be called Boss Mu, but it was Mu Ziqian who ordered him to go down and call Mr. Mu, the head of the hall, and the younger brother, all of whom called him Mr. Mu.

After passing through a long and elegant corridor, coming to the entrance of the Dragon and Tiger Hall, Mu Ziqian was on the upper seat, and immediately a servant sent a pot of tea, and the incense burner was ordered by the second master before he knew that he was going back.

There was a faint fragrance in the air, and the plum tree in the corner of the yard bloomed at some point, the petals were pink and delicate, standing upright in the cold wind.

The second master, Zhou Qiliang, came from afar from the entrance of the hall, and when he saw Mu Ziqian, he saluted respectfully, "Mr. Mu." ”

Mu Ziqian's face was calm, and the coldness around him made others shudder within three feet.

"Second child, how are the people?" he said lightly, and Zhou Qiliang replied: "The person is fine, locked in the basement." ”

Mu Ziqian picked up the tea on the table, took a sip on his lips, raised his eyelashes slightly, put down the teacup, got up and walked out, and Zhou Qiliang left after him.

Along the basement of the Dragon and Tiger Hall, all the way forward, in the cramped and dark passage, there was a cold wind blowing.

The broken hair on the man's forehead was lifted by the wind, revealing a full and smooth forehead, and a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon shot towards the iron door at the end.

When he arrived at the door, Zhou Qiliang took out the key and opened the door, the heavy iron chain rubbed against the ground, making a squeaking sound, and the hearts of the scratching people were pulled together.

The dark room is more than ten square meters, there is only one lamp hanging on the top, the walls of the room are treated with soft bags, there is a bed in the corner, and there is a toilet opposite.

There is no superfluous furniture, no sharp edges and corners, there is a jiān kòng in the corner, and everything in the room is kept 24 hours a day.

At that time, a man sat cross-legged on the bed, his head drooping, and his shoulders drooping.

Mu Ziqian walked in, and seemed to hear footsteps, and the man on the bed reacted, and his slightly dull gaze looked at the person standing tall in front of him.

"You're here?!" Li Bo spoke, his pupils suddenly dilated.

Mu Ziqian pulled the corners of his mouth contemptuously, "Think you died for me." ”

Li Bo snorted pitifully, "That's really unwanted." ”

Mu Ziqian's face was indifferent, he was not angered by Li Bo's words at all, he put his hand in the pocket of his coat, Li Bo's current outfit is really no different from the homeless man on the street, maybe it is the reason why he has not taken a bath for a long time, and there is a strong and pungent smell around him. Half a step back, he mocked:

"You used to have a bad reputation, but now you stink, you are really a bed bug that has not changed for thousands of years. ”

Li Bo's face turned cold, "Mu Ziqian, what do you want to do to me, hurry up!"

Mu Ziqian suddenly kicked on Li Bo's shoulder, "Ah" Li Bo screamed, and the person was overturned to the ground and knelt in front of him.

His gaze was like an emperor, and he stared at the people at his feet, "You want to be happy?"

Li Bo slowly propped himself up, looking at him unkempt, his eyes were fierce, unwilling, with a vicious light, he wanted to kill Mu Ziqian, but now it was the meat on his chopping board.

"You've been locked up for almost two months, what the hell do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Mu Ziqian said playfully, "What do you mean!

Li Bo was so angry with him that he trembled, and suddenly jumped up and pounced on Mu Ziqian, while Zhou Qiliang, who was standing on the side, reacted quickly and kicked him in the face, Li Bo fell to the ground again, and when he looked up, his face was covered with blood.

His embarrassment is different from his elegance.

Mu Ziqian was wearing a long dark gray cashmere coat, a black turtleneck sweater and slacks on the inner and lower body, with a slender figure and a long and erect body.

He took out a cigarette from his coat pocket, lit it in his mouth, and handed it to Li Bo, who was sitting on the ground gasping for breath, Li Bo had a bruised eye on one side, and there was only a slit left in the swollen eye, and when he saw the cigarette in front of him, he sniffed and reached out to take it.

Mu Ziqian clicked again, and the two of them slowly smoked, and time became slow and quiet at this moment.

Li Bo took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Mu Fox, how many years have we been fighting?"

Mu Ziqian pointed at the cigarette body with a slender finger, the snow-white ash fell, and he said lightly: "Seven years." ”

He remembers clearly that he was married for a few years, and they fought for a few years.

"Heh" Li Bo sneered for a while, squinting at Mu Ziqian with a cigarette, "You have been fighting with me for seven years, and you haven't killed me, and you still mean to call Mu Fox?"

"Li Bo, on the territory of the Dragon and Tiger Hall, you still dare to be arrogant, believe it or not, I will kill you!" Zhou Qiliang raised his foot and was about to kick it down, but was stopped by Mu Ziqian raising his hand, and Zhou Qiliang retreated.

"Li Bo, you have a son. Mu Ziqian's understatement made Li Bo stunned for a moment, and he suddenly glared at him fiercely with his eyes, "Mu Ziqian, it's not a disaster for your wife and children, what's the matter with you, come at me!"

Mu Ziqian looked at him expressionlessly, and asked coldly: "Do you also know that the disaster will not affect your wife and children?" His eyes widened dangerously, "You tied up my wife, and you released a rumor on the road, and those who kill my wife and children will be rewarded with 10 million." Why don't you want to think that in my place, there will be a misfortune for my wife and children?"

Li Bo's face was extremely ugly, his hand holding the cigarette was trembling, he took a hard breath, and said, "What do you want?"

Mu Ziqian's clear voice echoed in the empty dark room, and every word was like a kǎn dāo, slashed at Li Bo's neck.

"I ask you, do you accept it?"

Li Bozhi looked at a moldy floor on the ground in a daze, and was silent for a moment before saying one word: "Serve!"

Hearing this, Mu Ziqian smiled, he laughed extremely contemptuously, and his voice was like a slap in the face of Li Bo.

"Li Bo, it's not that I can't fight you, but you don't deserve to fight me. ”

Li Bo raised his head, Mu Ziqian's tall figure was like a god-like existence, his momentum and courage were indeed not comparable to him, he admitted that for so many years, he was jealous of him, he was jealous of his power, his ability, his financial resources, and his group of loyal brothers.

"I want to destroy the Three Rivers Society, I just need to turn over my hands, but I'm afraid that my hands will be dirty, as long as you are here, the Three Rivers Society will not last long. It's just that you can't understand this, and you can't see it clearly, you still want to fight with me?" Mu Ziqian raised his sword eyebrows, his dark eyes were sharp, "I've been appreciating the self-destruction of the Three Rivers Society, this kind of fun is more refreshing than destroying it with my own hands!"