Mu Xue'er suddenly understood something, her posture trembled slightly, and she suddenly realized what a stupid thing she had done, how could she let a man with strong blood go to her soft couch? ?

It's no different from luring a wolf into the house...

"Ahh

Mu Xue'er reflexively twisted her lower body, and her mouth made a sound that seemed to be **, and seemed to be frightened, it was not that she felt it, but at this time, Ling Yan, a pair of big hands had already climbed up to the delicate pile on her chest, and rubbed it wantonly. Rubbing, since she was a child, no one has touched this forbidden place, even if it is herself, she rarely touches it, not because of anything else, but because she knows how sensitive her body is....

Mu Xue'er's whole body was soft, her delicate face was flushed, and she looked at Ling Yan who had been carried away by desire with some intoxication, her small mouth opened and closed slightly, and the fragrance she spit out was more like a powerful medicine, which deeply stimulated Ling Yan.

Mu Xue'er stretched out her hands and wanted to push Ling Yan away, for some reason, the more she let Ling Yan succeed, the more she felt a deep sense of guilt, the more she felt that she was an unclean woman, so casual, did she have too deep a relationship with Ling Yan? No, the two have really known each other for no more than two years, but they are just ordinary friends, so they have reached such a point.

"Put... Let go of me, okay.. Brother Ling.."

Mu Xue'er used her strength to breastfeed and spit out such a few soft and crispy words, but unfortunately, the more she said, the more she stimulated Ling Yan's **.

Ling Yan is a tender grass, he has almost no experience in this area, and he is even more reluctant to control it.

Mu Xue'er frowned, and her little hands pushed Ling Yan hard, but no matter how she struggled, she could never get rid of Ling Yan's control, and the pair on her chest had already been caught. It hurts to rub it, but Ling Yan is still trying his best to control his strength...

Mu Xue'er wanted to move, but she couldn't, and a sense of powerlessness arose.

"Hmm.."

Before I could think much about it, a thick mouth was blocked.

Mu Xue'er only felt that her brain was blank...

"Is it possible.... Are you going to follow him in this life?? ”

Mu Xue'er thought in a daze, leaving a tear in the corner of her eye, although this era is very realistic and the pace is very fast, the love between men and women has become worthless than the shit on the side of the road, but, this does not include Mu Xue'er, she is also very shallow in love, but it doesn't mean that she likes Ling Yan, if you want to say that she has a good feeling, Mu Xue'er definitely has it, but when it comes to the two of them seeing each other frankly and entrusting them for life, Mu Xue'er has never dared to overcome...

Guwu family, many things, in fact, have retained some of the things left by their ancestors.

Mu Xue'er is not conservative in her thinking, but she is by no means open.

Suddenly, Ling Yan, who was tasting Mu Xue'er's sweet and smooth little mouth, wantonly enjoying her moving and delicate body, suddenly felt a faint blood seeping into her mouth...

Ling Yan was full of excitement, looking at Mu Xue'er's eyes that seemed to be dead ashes, Ling Yan instantly understood what a stupid thing he had done.

"I'm sorry.."

Ling Yan hurriedly got up from Mu Xue'er, if she hadn't bitten her thin lips, Ling Yan wouldn't have been able to wake up at all, Ling Yan was born to be more sensitive to the smell of blood.

Mu Xue'er didn't have time to say anything, just took a big breath of air, her flushed face couldn't go down for a long time, her whole body was weak, she struggled very hard, picked up the notebook on the ground, picked up the pen and began to write the address of Situ's house.

Seeing this situation, Ling Yanxin felt a little guilty, and Mu Xue'er was trembling with a pen at this time.

"It's... This is.. It's the Situ family.. The address, Brother Ling, you.. Go ahead! ”

Mu Xue'er trembled and tore off the page, and handed the address to Ling Yan with palpitations.

"Hate me?"

Ling Yan took it, looked at the twisted words on it, and suddenly said something.

Mu Xueer was stunned.. The beautiful big eyes looked at Ling Yan blankly, and in the eyes that were as unfazed as a puddle of autumn water, the complex meaning that flashed was very clear.

"It was just an accident!"

Mu Xue'er suddenly cracked a good-looking, but poignant smile.

"If you feel like I'm sorry for you, I can take responsibility for you!"

"Don't be stupid, Brother Ling, what age is this? If you touch your body and you want to talk about marriage, then what woman dares to go on the street? Who would dare to take the bus? ”

Unexpectedly, Mu Xue'er's smile began to change slowly.

Ling Yan was silent, unintentionally, how could he hurt another one.

"Brother Ling, I don't blame you, really, in fact, it's nothing, everyone just needs to pretend that it didn't happen, no one knows, isn't it?"

Mu Xue'er paused, the red tide on her face began to slowly recede, and her soft and pleasant voice was like a bird chirping in the morning.

"But... In the end, it happened! ”

Ling Yan said lightly in his heart, and at this time, outside the door, there was another extremely slight footstep, which was charming.

Ling Yan had already been strange, if it was the footsteps of ordinary people, even if they were far away, Ling Yan could hear them, but this scene of charming footsteps had to be heard only if she entered, could it be that this was related to the ancient martial arts she cultivated?

"Cher, are you feeling better? My sister got you some medicine! ”

Mu Lingmei shouted outside the house very strangely, but this time she didn't rush in.

"Brother Ling, you go first!"

Mu Xue'er said a little anxiously.

Ling Yan nodded, not procrastinating, but before leaving, he glanced deeply at Mu Xue'er.

The burning gaze made Mu Xue'er notice, but when she shifted her gaze from the door that was about to open to the other side of her, she found that the other end was already empty...

"Brother Ling......"

Mu Xue'er looked at the curtains that were still shaking gently, her thin lips overflowing with a little bloodshot muttered softly, and her eyes were a little distracted...

"Xue'er, come, I'm going to drink, it should be better!"

Mu Lingmei walked in with a tone full of concern, slim with a glass of water, and another white and slender arm dragging some cold medicine.

"You're really careless, but the children of the ancient martial arts family can catch a cold, huh? Cher, what's wrong with your mouth?? How did it break? ”

Mu Lingmei looked at Mu Xue'er with deep meaning and called softly.

"Ahh Miscellaneous... What?? Sister, what do you say? It's not broken, ah... I bit it myself, and I was careless, and I probably didn't wake up! ”

Mu Xue'er's nerves were tense, and she was a little gibberish, and while talking, she kept sticking out her lilac tongue and licking it on her lips. Wipe it off.

"Oh.... Didn't wake up? ”

Mu Lingmei's eyes swept over Mu Xue'er's somewhat messy bed, and she seemed to be thinking about something...