"You're not him, the living environment is different, there's no need to compare. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mu Qiuniang said.

"Hey...... I'm not comparing, but I really admire him! Although I can't compare to him in his field, I'm also very good, I'm an international star, and there are few people who can compare to me in this regard. Jiang Nuo raised his eyebrows, with a proud face, "The most important thing, I have the best wife in the world!" The luckiest thing about my quilt is that I met you, and the proudest thing is that I married you! ”

Speaking of the back, don't forget to sprinkle sugar.

After Mu Mingming sent Gong Lotte back, he was directly sprinkled with a handful of dog food.

Ay...... In fact, it is sprinkled every day, and I see it every time. He's still a little maladjusted.

My aunt's mouth is so sweet, no matter what he does, he will take his aunt and grandmother to heart, and it is no wonder that he is the only one who has impressed his aunt and grandmother for hundreds of years.

Perhaps, there have been all kinds of excellent men in the middle, and they have also passionately pursued their aunts and grandmothers, but no one has ever regarded their aunts and grandmothers as important as their aunts and uncles.

Everyone has their own selfishness, even if they love someone again, it is impossible to give themselves completely, and they all have reservations.

Only Jiang Nuo handed himself over to Mu Qiuniang without reservation, so he also successfully entered her heart.

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After getting into the car, Gong Lotian put away all the medicines, drove to the office, and continued the day's work.

Under the dark uniform, the wound was not bleeding, but he didn't feel it until he got home late at night after work, and he didn't take off his coat until he got home late at night. Some of the wounds were already infected, and some of them were stuck to the clothes.

When he took off his clothes, he pulled the wounds. Fortunately, the wound is not very large, otherwise with his merciless pulling, it is estimated that he will tear off pieces of it.

There was no light in the living room, and after taking off his clothes and pants, he went into the bathroom naked.

In the bathroom, there was a large floor-to-ceiling mirror that could clearly see his back, the wounds, and the blood that flowed from the wounds. His fingers, caressing from the wound, seemed to feel the feeling of the long whip falling on his skin, fiery and stinging, as if piercing his heart, making his whole body tremble.

However, at that time he could not tremble, or even react in any way.

He was afraid that if he had a little reaction, he would be seen through by that person. But in the end, whether she saw through it or not, he didn't know. All he knew was that when he sat on the coffee table and met his eyes, his fingers holding the teacup trembled almost uncontrollably.

In the end, he didn't dare to look at her gaze, and his heart was weak and he avoided it.

He felt that her gaze seemed to linger on him for a moment, not knowing whether to doubt or see through.

Seriously, he was flustered at that moment, he didn't know whether he wanted her to see through or not. See through it, he is afraid that he will never be able to approach her again; I don't want to, but he can't deceive himself, he still hopes that she can have a little bit of her own mind.

The feeling of walking on a tightrope with an abyss below is so shabbling and fascinating.

Gong Letian narrowed his eyes slightly, indulging in the feeling of infatuation, and the whole person exuded a dangerous temptation/bewilderment, just like a gorgeous male leopard in estrus, luring/luring someone, but once someone is really close, he will not hesitate to bite its neck and bite it directly.

Not everyone can get the favor of the male leopard, and the person he favors, it knows that it will not come.

Even though he knew that he wouldn't come, he couldn't help but look forward to it, and couldn't help but indulge himself in fantasies. When the long whip in her hand was replaced by her white, tender, fleshy little hands......

Shi Shuzu's little hands are really beautiful, she is not the kind of slender, slender fingers that are popular now, but the kind of fleshy little hands with small dimples on the back of the hand, but the fingertips are like shaving onion jade fingers, very cute.

Every time he saw it, he felt the urge to hold it and kiss it.

Especially when he saw the ancestor kissing the finger of his uncle, he wanted to replace that person with himself.

However, he can't do things that impulsively. It's not that he doesn't dare, it's that he knows very well that once he does that, the consequences are not what he wants.

And what he wanted......

"Hmmm......"

Gong Rakuten moaned restrainedly, his voice was low and hoarse, revealing a sexuality that made people tremble.

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes misty, and his mind was full of the figure he had imagined.

With a cold face, she looked at herself condescendingly, as if a reward, and handed him her little hand: "You look so ugly now!" ”

He grabbed her hand and kissed it greedily: "Thank you for the gift of Uncle Ancestor!" ”

He restrained his agitation, didn't let himself hug her, just licked every finger of her, over and over again.

And the desire of the lower body was so obvious that he couldn't restrain it, so he couldn't help but suck the back of her hand fiercely.

"Hiss~" Because it hurt too much, she gasped slightly.

He was awakened, worried that she would withdraw her hand, and hurriedly raised his head to apologize: "I'm sorry, Uncle Shi, I didn't mean to, don't be angry......"

She frowned slightly: "You're trying too hard!" ”

She looks so good when she is angry, he looks guilty, but his body's reaction can't deceive people, he can't wait to say: "Uncle Shi, it's okay, if you are angry, just ravage/ravage me, I can ......bear it."

She really took out her natal magic weapon that she had kept in the dantian, the magic pen, and transformed it into a silver-white long whip, which was drawn on the back of his hand mercilessly.

"Smack-"

Gong Lotian was about to continue fantasizing, but his back was like he had really been whipped, not the kind of pain that made people obsessed, but a real piercing pain.

This kind of pain interrupted his fantasy, and he couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips slightly: It seems that Uncle Shi really found out!

He said, well, as he left, he seemed to feel that something had fallen on him.

However, because it was Uncle Shi's courtyard, he really didn't think anything would happen in her courtyard.

"Uncle Shi~"

Gong Lotian bit this title between his lips, and the hormonal aura of abstinence/lust all over his body did not want money, which was comparable to the ascetic monk Fahai played by Jiang Nuo on the screen.

It's just that the way he slightly hooks his lips is even more dangerous and evil.

"You're so cute! It's obvious that you have found out, but you haven't directly exposed it, but used such a tactful little means, what are you worried about? ”

"Obviously, a person who looks so cold, but his heart is so soft, and he can't do anything to a disciple who peeps at you, how can I let go?"

"Uncle Shi~"

Finally, with a soft sigh, the murmur at the corner of his lips was lingering and affectionate.