Chapter 1099: The One Who Wants to Sleep
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Mu Jingchen glanced at the girl in his arms lightly, his thin lips moved, and asked, "Do you need me to dispose of Yan Siqing from Ou Can's side?" β
Although this is Ou Can's private matter, he has no reason to meddle.
However, anything that makes Xia Yimo happy, even if it is wrong, he will do it. Because of Yan Siqing, it's too disgusting.
kicked Yan Siqing out of school in public today, completely ignoring Ou Can, just for Xia Yimo. One more, it doesn't matter.
However, the little head in his arms shook and smiled jokingly: "Let Ou Can handle this kind of thing by himself." Otherwise, it wouldn't be long before Ou Can's agent would have suspected that Chen Shao was interested in his big star haha. β
Mu Jingchen glanced at her deeply, his eyes burning: "Mu Jingchen is only interesting to the little fans of his big stars. β
The little face that was teased by him was hot, and Xia Yimo swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.
Sure enough, I heard Mu Jingchen's next sentence-
"The kind that wants to sleep."
The little snow-white ears suddenly reddened.
The fair-skinned little face was also dyed with a thin layer of peach blossom pollen, Xia Yimo shyly hooked the corners of her lips, and said with a smile: "I want to sleep with you too, Mu Jingchen." β
You're not alone.
Hearing this, Mu Jingchen's eyes were even hotter, her sexy Adam's apple rolled rapidly, and her eyes fell, just enough to see the girl's milky white neck.
Suppressed desires are ready to move.
But Xia Yimo was a little one, holding his legs on the sofa, adjusting his posture, and moving affectionately in his arms, watching the TV and laughing innocently.
Mu Jingchen's chest rose and fell, and he raised his hand to pick up the cup of sweet and sour lemon tea.
Drink it all.
Xia Yimo saw the empty cup, instantly raised her little head, admired it with a capital on her little face, and asked with bright eyes: "Mu Jingchen, is it very sour?" β
"Yes, it's sour." Mu Jingchen narrowed his eyes.
Xia Yimo also picked up her cup of hawthorn water, tried to drink it in one go, and then her body was smart, and she said with a smile: "I'm also sour, with you." β
Mu Jingchen's eyes burned: "But what if you're not happy?" β
Xia Yimo: "......"
Again, in, pit, up.
I didn't notice it just now, but at this moment, I always felt the breathing in my ears, scorching and burning, and even the temperature on Mu Jingchen's body, through a thin layer of shirts, was getting hotter and hotter.
Xia Yimo twisted her fingers, her eyes involuntarily looking somewhere......
The phrase "But what if it's not happy" rings in my ears repeatedly......
The little hand did not show a trace, climbed on Mu Jingchen's shoulder, hugged his neck, raised his little face, deviated his little head, and kissed him with his lips.
The little hand silently made a "yes" gesture and succeeded in stealing the kiss.
Mu Jingchen was stunned.
The corners of his lips hooked, raised his hand to clasp her little head, and kissed it deeply.
"Is it still sour?"
"Sweet."
......
The next morning.
At breakfast, Xia Yimo sat opposite Mu Jingchen, his eyes were round, like copper bells, and he watched him add sugar to coffee.
So much sugar, so much sugar!
Could it be that last night, I was soured out of the psychological shadow?
"Mu Jingchen, isn't it sweet?" Xia Yimo looked at it and felt so sweet that it was going to die.
Mu Jingchen smiled evilly: "I'm willing." β
Xia Yimo: "...... "Chen Shao, it's good if you're happy."
Silently picked up his milk and took a sip. Just one bite, and it was suddenly sweetened!
At this time, I finally sensed that something was wrong.
Eat bread, bread is sweet, drink milk, milk is sweet, even Mu Jingchen's coffee is sweet......
Mu Jingchen is so naΓ―ve.
But, I like it so much!