Su Zimo was slightly stunned, raised her eyes, and her eyes fell on her beautiful curved eyes, and when she saw the undisguised distress passing under her eyes, her heart was filled with joy.

"You feel sorry for me?" He asked faintly.

When Mu Lingluo heard this, he was stunned, but he hurriedly turned his gaze away, and said, "Anyway, you just need to be careful......

Su Zimo narrowed his eyes, suddenly pulled her wrist, and pulled her whole person into his arms, Mu Ling was startled, and was busy withdrawing his hand.

"Don't move, you have a wound on your shoulder......"

How could he let her escape so easily, and with a twist of his body, he grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and pressed her whole body to the bed, and he turned and fell on top of her.

Mu Lingluo only felt that the world was spinning, and she fell into the soft futon, and when she raised her eyes again, Su Zimo's delicate face was above.

The dim light sprinkled down, and his deep facial features were soaked in the light, and for a moment, he was as dazzling as the radiant god of war, and he was immaculately handsome.

Mu Lingluo couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, and his continued questioning sounded in his ears: "You feel sorry for me, yes or no?" ”

He leaned over slightly, pressed against her ear, and the warm breath sprayed on her sensitive earlobe, causing her to shiver slightly.

Mu Lingluo bit her lip, she turned her head sideways to avoid it, and rolled her eyes, "You let go of me first, and I'll tell you later." ”

The distance was too close, and the atmosphere was too ambiguous, and she didn't want to say anything like that to provoke people.

Su Zimo's gaze fell on her delicate flower-like lips, and hooked her lips, "I know, you feel sorry for me." I'm overjoyed, A-Fall. ”

Mu Lingluo was slightly stunned, tilted his head slightly, and met his black eyes as vast as the starry sky, which were full of loneliness and loneliness, and it was so lonely that it made people shiver.

"Amo ......"

"I'm overjoyed, Aluo." Su Zimo repeated, his always cold eyebrows were also stained with a touch of warmth, as if the landscape ink painting was as moist and gentle.

For some reason, Mu Lingluo had the illusion that Su Zimo was open to his heart, as if he was trying his best to tell her his affection.

When the ghost envoy was in a hurry, she raised her hand slightly, touched his picturesque delicate eyebrows, and said softly: "Ah Mo, you still have mine." ”

So, don't show that look anymore.

In the silent night, the ambiguous warmth spreads.

Everything seemed to be natural, and it seemed to be like this, his thin lips were pressed against her soft red lips, gently grinding, gently entangled.

His hot lips and tongue faded from the initial greenness and took on a hint of familiarity, exploring the beauty that belonged to her in her lips, his fingers touching her soft green silk.

The air also seemed to become hot and hot, making the slightly cold night sky ambiguously warm.

Cold air poured in from her untied collar, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill and suddenly come back to her senses.

Mu Lingluo looked down and saw that her belt had been removed by him, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, she hurriedly pulled up her collar, pushed Su Zimo's hot body, and said hurriedly: "Ah Mo, don't, don't do this." I, I'm not ...... yet."

Su Zimo's movements froze, and this sentence was like a head of ice water falling down suddenly, extinguishing all the heat around him.

He paused, gritted his teeth and endured the raging fire in his chest, and suddenly rolled off her body, spread out on the bed, Jun's face was flushed, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, but it reflected his increasing sexiness.

He gasped twice, and his voice became hoarse, "I'll pay attention next time......"

He originally just wanted to taste it, but he didn't expect it to get more and more, she was as sweet as a peach, making him want to swallow it in one gulp.

"I'm sorry." Mu Lingluo lowered his eyes, rolled into the quilt, curled up, and said shyly.

"You don't have to apologize to me, it's me who is in a hurry. Have you ever been ...... in time" Su Zimo closed his eyes slightly, "I'll go out first, you can sleep first!" So saying, he suddenly got up, but he didn't even put on his robe, and rushed out.

"Wait......" Mu Ling didn't finish speaking, but he had already disappeared, "The clothes are ......"

It's so cold outside, at least you have to put on some clothes!

However, since Su Zimo went out, Mu Lingluo was a little nervous, she rolled in the bed, and couldn't help but think that Su Zimo is not young, he is in his twenties, and he is in his prime, so it is inevitable that he will be strong...... She just stopped him like that. I heard that if a man is often interrupted in the middle of the way, it is easy to get sick, and she has heard some seniors who have been in the prostate department mention that if Su Zimo is rejected by her three or four times, will it be the same in the future......

Thinking like this, Mu Lingluo rolled under the quilt twice more and covered his face.

However, she is still a minor! Although she grows up very fast, many of the girls here are fourteen or fifteen years old and have become biological children, but she can't accept it, this is too early!

When Su Zimo came back with a damp body, Mu Lingluo was about to roll the bed, and when she saw him come back, she hurriedly gathered around the quilt, got up and said worriedly: "That, are you okay?" Why don't I finish cooking ginger soup for you......"

"Not necessarily. I'll go change my clothes first, and you can go to sleep. Su Zimo refused coldly, took a set of middle clothes and pants and changed them behind the screen.

He just went to pour three buckets of ice water, and then he felt better, if he drank ginger soup again, the evil fire might come up again.

He blew out the light, and then lay down on the bed, and the two of them still slept separately. Mu Lingluo felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, slowly moved over, and asked softly, "Ah Mo, are you, are you angry?" If so, if it's uncomfortable...... I'll ...... next time," she couldn't say, thought about it, and whispered, "I'll do it at the age of fifteen......

Although most women are 16 years old, many families in the countryside marry at the age of 13 or 4, and they go to their in-laws' homes and do so in advance. And only when the woman has done the ceremony, she can be considered an adult, and she will be able to round the house.

In fact, this is also what Song Yan told her in private, so that she can worry more about Su Zimo, and if she holds a ceremony as soon as possible, she can also spread her branches and leaves as soon as possible.

Mu Lingluo also knew Song Yan's deep meaning, but she was a little afraid of this matter and had always resisted. But seeing Su Zimo so uncomfortable, she couldn't help it.

Su Zimo listened to the sound as thin as a gnat coming from behind him, frowned slightly, sighed inaudibly, he turned around and raised his hand to encircle her in his arms, "I'm not angry, you don't have to be so wronged." Don't think about it so much, let's sleep! ”

He sniffed the faint fragrance of her hair, and gently dropped a kiss to wrap her tight, the roots of her ears slightly reddened.

Because he rushed cold water, his arms did not have the warmth of the past, with a faint moisture cold, Mu Ling arched his arch, hummed lowly, and snuggled up to him and fell asleep.