"Qingqing......" He lowered his head, and a hoarse, deep voice swirled in her ears. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Qingqing was thrilled by him, and I have to say that this man is really a master.

I don't know how many women I have practiced with to reach such a perfect realm.

"Right Rooligan...... Do you light a fire for yourself every day, can your body withstand it?" Mu Qingqing kindly reminded him.

For a man, you can only watch but can't start, it's painful, right?

Sure enough, Quan Zichen's movements stopped, he leaned over her ear, and said helplessly in a hoarse voice: "Little thing......"

However, tonight was not considered nothing, so I looked her up and down again.

The first inspection after three years, although he was not particularly satisfied, as long as he felt good.

As for some places that are too small...... It doesn't matter, he can bring it up with his own hands.

"Bastard, don't you feel hot in the bathroom?" Mu Qingqing spoke, looking at him with a pair of big clear eyes.

She looked up, and sure enough, she saw someone with sweat on his forehead. I don't know if it's hot or endured.

At this moment, he took her in his arms, and she felt a strong reaction somewhere in him.

Her face flushed, this man was really the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. When I go back later, I guess I'll have to solve it myself.

Thinking of this, she was smug. The fire he lit himself, and he had to put it out even when he cried, and it had nothing to do with her.

"What do you think?" Quan Zichen lowered his head, kissed her earlobe gently, and bit it lightly.

"Ah......" Mu Qingqing muttered coquettishly, trembling all over, her casual body trembling slightly.

There was a sudden cry of longing in her body, and she rubbed against him, a little uncomfortable......

At this time, Quan Zichen became more and more disgusted and put his big hand into her clothes and kneaded her.

"Don't ...... Let go ......" Mu Qingqing dodged, wanting to push him away.

"Qingqing, you obviously want it too, right?" he leaned into her ear with a hoarse voice.

"No...... You...... Yes...... You let go...... No...... Hmmm......"

Mu Qingqing wanted him to let go, but the words and voice that came out of his mouth made him blush.

Quan Zichen explored her body, but when Quan Zichen remembered the promise he made to Mu Qingqing.

Feeling the abrupt halt in the movement of his hand, she pulled his hand out.

This scoundrel!

Fortunately, I didn't completely lose my mind!

Mu Qingqing straightened her pajamas, her face was still very red.

Just when she wanted to go out, Quan Zichen suddenly grabbed her hand: "Don't move." ”

"If you do it again, I'll run away from home. ”

"I don't move. ”

Quan Zichen grabbed her two hands with one big hand, and with the other hand, he pinned the slightly wet broken hair from her ears.

There was a shy flush on her face, and Mu Qingqing was like a bowl of mellow and sweet sake, which made him intoxicated.

He looked at her, and his other hand slipped into her freshly arranged pajamas.

Only this time, instead of moving his hands and feet, he stroked his hand on her back.

Just as he was changing her clothes, he saw the small hideous scar on her arm, the only defect in her smooth skin.

At this moment, his warm palm rubbed against her scar.

Mu Qingqing's heart trembled, her face suddenly changed, she struggled with all her might, she wanted to push him away: "Don't touch ......"

But Quan Zichen didn't rely on it, his brows were twisted, and he asked distressedly: "Back then...... Doesn't it hurt?"

She trembled as his big palm slid by.

Back then, that year......

Did that bullet hurt when it passed through her?

At that moment, she only knew that he was fine, and she was relieved......

She didn't regret blocking that bullet for that man.

The most painful time should be the time to take the bullet, at that time she always thought that she would die in the next second.

That kind of pain, the pain is unbearable.

However, God did not grant her wish, and she survived. It's just that at that time, she never thought that she would be with Quan Zichen five years later.

She always thought that he had already been married, with his beloved woman Bai Man. They also have a child......

She had imagined countless times that his child must be cute and smart, just like him.

When she was in Paris, every time she thought about this, her heart ached like a pinprick.

The pain in the heart is a hundred, a thousand times stronger than the pain in the body......

She remembered that she used to masochistically pinch her days, fantasizing that his child had been born and that they were happy to be together and enjoy family fun.

He will definitely hold his child and love it, and if it is a daughter, it must be perfect.

In Paris, she was so masochistic.

She dodged Quan Zichen's hand and pushed him hard: "Go away, you don't care about me......"

She fled from the bathroom in a panic, and she ran out as fast as she could, a knife wringing back and forth in her heart......

Mom and Dad...... Every time she thought of her mother, she felt guilty.

Not only did she not have the ability to avenge her father and mother, but she was ...... is still in love with Quan Zichen, and he can't help himself.

She's just a slut, how could her mother be blind......

The knife in her heart became more and more powerful, and every time, it poked her heart with blood.

"Qingqing!" Quan Zichen also panicked, and he chased out of the bathroom.

He caressed her scars, which must have reminded her of the past, and must have uncovered her seemingly healed wounds.

She must have remembered her mother, otherwise, she wouldn't have had such a big reaction!

Is this gap between life and death a ...... that can be healed in three years?

He held her down and didn't give her a chance to move.

However, it's okay that he didn't say this, as soon as he said this, Mu Qingqing thought of the child in his belly, this three-month-old child!

Quan Zichen is a thorn in her heart, she knows that once she pulls it out, she will hurt herself.

"Well, take a shower, and don't catch a cold. Quan Zichen was worried.

When Quan Zichen was about to go and wipe Mu Qingqing's towel.

Mu Qingqing was uncharacteristically about to rush out of the bathroom.

"I don't want him, I hate him, and I hate you!"

Mu Qingqing's hand was grabbed by him and couldn't move, so she looked at Quan Zichen coldly.

Quan Zichen saw that her eyes were red, and her big eyes were full of red bloodshots!

"Qingqing, if you hate me, you can beat me and scold me. Quan Zichen was calm and calm, "But please don't do this." ”

As soon as Quan Zichen's words came out, Mu Qingqing cried, why did she have such a dilemma......

"Qingqing, don't cry. Quan Zichen wiped away the tears from her eyes with his thumb distressedly, "I have an excessive request, can I forget the past grievances?"