Situ Moran's red lips tossed and swirled on her pink and soft thin lips.

This fanatical and domineering kiss became gentle and lingering, like caring for the most precious treasure, gentle and warm.

The heat of the tip of her tongue filled her mouth with the sweetness of his fragrance.

Both sides were amazed by the beauty of heaven and man, each other's bodies were close at hand, and the scorching breath lingered around.

All of them were quiet, only the sound of the wind brought by the red rabbit unicorn horse galloping.

Situ Moran rubbed the delicate white face in front of him with pity, and looked at it carefully, his deep black eyes were full of sparkling affection.

Mu doesn't hate his touch and contact, maybe every time they meet, he has to forcibly take advantage of them before giving up, she seems to be used to accepting the warmth brought to her by the man in front of her, but the wounds of her previous life are like a thorn in her heart, and every time she is ready to open the atrium, it will hurt her heart and lungs.

Mu poured out his little face that was flushed when he was passionate, and his eyes were chaotic.

After every deep contact, he could always see the desolation buried deep in her eyes, he was distressed, jealous, and felt that this beautiful person would be lost at any time, which made him quite panicked.

"Girl, is this king's kissing skill not good enough, making you so annoying?" Situ Moran hugged the villain in his arms tightly, his white and slender fingers clasped her smooth chin, and there was still a little uneasiness in his eyes with a serious face: "Or do you hate me very much?"

He didn't want to force her to admit it, his eyes were locked on her face, and even the slightest disgust and grievance could not escape his eyes.

Mu poured her thoughts back into her mind by someone's actions, looking at the loss and worry in her deep eyes, her heart tightened, she raised her little face, swept away the gloom in her heart, her eyes were clear and sincere, her voice was unprecedentedly serious, and she replied word by word: "I don't hate you at all." ”

"Isn't it really annoying?" Situ Moran asked persistently like a child.

How can you hate it? This stupid, wasted person is the only one who treats himself as a treasure and helps him. Even at the risk of being found out that he was pretending to be stupid, he still ignored it. Although he likes to take advantage of her, he has no malice.

But can you tell him about your magical experience? Who can accept this kind of thing, if you don't get it right, you will be treated as a monster!

There are also those two people, she really doesn't want to mention them, and her heart is bleeding every time she thinks about it.

Mu pretended to be calm, but there was still a trace of imperceptible sadness in his eyes: "Promise to be your wife, prove that I don't hate you but like you, and the pain in my heart may heal slowly, don't ask." ”

This liking did not make Situ Moran happy, but caused him to be angry.

He forcefully hooked Mu Cheng's little face buried deep in his arms, grabbed her chin, and forced her to look at him, his movements were never arrogant, and he asked angrily: "If your injuries were so easy to heal, they would have healed a long time ago, is it related to men?"

He wouldn't be stupid enough to think that it was the pain that Mu Fu brought to Mu Dumping, and with her arrogance, he would definitely not. But every time he touched her eyes, the sadness in his eyes pierced his heart deeply.

After his investigation, Mu Qingqing has not been in contact with any man, but the sadness is like a thorn in the past, if he doesn't pull it out, I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to open up to herself for the rest of her life.

Mu's arrogance and stubbornness were aroused, and she resolutely met his fire-breathing gaze: "Situ Moran, if you can't wait, don't wait, I've already told you solemnly from the beginning, I don't have to marry you." ”

Situ Moran put away his violentness, not angry but laughing, but the smile was like a bloodthirsty poppy, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes burst out of the cold to the bone, and the jade finger that held her jaw tightened slightly, as if reading out the ownership: "You can only be the wife of this king, even if you merge into Huangquan, this will never change!"

"I look at King Yu, don't be too confident!" Mu smiled lightly, slightly unbearable in his heart.

The man in front of his eyes was born with a domineering king, how could he be so arrogant how could he allow this for a woman, but for her Mu poured affection, he changed a lot.

His worries, his gains and losses, his care, she saw them all in her eyes, it was impossible not to be moved, and she could only do her best to forget the past, but the heart-rending pain was so easy to forget and forget!

The little face of the woman in her arms had a faint smile on her face, her eyes were clear and beautiful, and the coldness and arrogance of the past were restored to her face, but the eyes were deep and terrifying, as if they could penetrate a qiē.

Situ Moran looked at Mu Qianqing, who was smiling like a flower, in a daze, and then a bright and dazzling smile appeared in his cold and cold eyes, his thin pink lips exuded a crystal luster, the corners of his mouth were raised evilly, and he said domineeringly and confidently: "People block killing, Buddha blocks killing Buddha, you don't agree that this king will chase you to the ends of the earth and sweep away any obstacles that threaten you to become my woman." ”

The confident and domineering words echoed in his ears, and Mu smiled affectionately: "Is His Royal Highness King Yu ready to do everything in vain?"

"For you, what about slaughtering the world?" Situ Moran's deep and dark eyes sparkled, his handsome and charming face could be compared to everything in the world, and his words were vigorous and powerful, revealing the domineering and arrogant contempt for the world.

"There is still a long way to go. Mu didn't say anything, but her pink thin lips rose slightly.

She likes such a man, and tightened her hugging arm as a reward for this demon.

Feeling the tightening force in his waist, Situ Moran Zhu's lips were raised, he was not in a hurry, as long as he could make it clear that she had herself in her heart, as for the pain, he would help to calm it out.

It's better not to let him know who caused his girl's heartache so much, otherwise he will have a thousand ways to make that culprit worse than dead.

Today's idea is really correct, but it is more difficult to act, and it almost cost him his life, which is a later story

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