"I see, thank you Uncle An."

Rimiko changed her shoes and walked slowly towards the bedroom.

Today is the anniversary of the death of Mu Xuanli's parents, and every year on this day, his bipolar disorder will attack.

Only meditation can alleviate his condition.

This meditation song was originally a violent episode of bipolar disorder in the year after Mu Xuanli's successful revenge, and a famous psychiatrist was hired to study his condition, and after studying his condition, he worked with him for a year to create a song, which was very helpful to his condition.

Li Meizi posted this song in advance, which successfully attracted Mu Xuanli's attention, and since then she has been very fond of her, and vigorously supported her to rise to the top of the Mu Group.

Li Miko opened her mouth and sang the lyrics of the meditation song to the piano music.

She tuned her bel canto system to Pure Angel mode, and for a moment, her singing voice was like heaven.

Mu Xuanli slowly closed his eyes, obviously immersed in the singing.

Rimiko sang as she approached him.

She walked behind him, stretched out her hands, wrapped her arms around his waist, pressed her head against his back, and greedily breathed in every inch of the man's body.

So clean, so intoxicating.

The piano stopped suddenly.

"I don't like people touching me."

The man's cold voice sounded clearly in her ears.

As always, indifferent.

Li Meizi was unusual, hugged his waist tightly, and said coquettishly, "I don't, Xuan Li, you see how well we match, you play the piano and I sing, isn't it very much like a pair of fairy couples?" ”

"Li Meizi, I think you should know my bottom line."

Mu Xuanli stretched out his hand and mercilessly brushed away the hands wrapped around his waist.

Li Meizi let go of her hand, smiled enchantingly, took a few steps back, and sat on Mu Xuanli's soft big bed.

A black trench coat was thrown under the bed, and a black erotic suit was worn inside. Fun lingerie.

The delicate skin is exposed to the air, and the faint spring color and the white bed form an incomparably fragrant and ecstatic picture.

"Xuanli, I'm here...... It's a little uncomfortable, can you do me a favor? ”

A seductive voice with a slight gasping voice.

Li Miko turned the bel canto system into a bewitching devil's mode.

This voice alone involuntarily produces a picture in people's minds.

The lonely woman seemed to have melted into a pool of spring water, just waiting for Lang Jun to come and relieve her.

Under such beauty and voice attacks, almost no man can resist it.

Mu Xuanli didn't need to look back at all to know what was going on behind him.

"Uncle An!"

He shouted indifferently.

Immediately there was the sound of rapid footsteps at the door.

Uncle An was a little uneasy when he heard that the song stopped halfway, and he hurried over as soon as the little master called.

Rimiko jumped up from the bed and pulled up the clothes on the floor and draped them over herself.

Uncle An pushed open the door and saw Miss Li Meizi wearing her black trench coat, bowing her head and weeping, sobbing quietly.

Mu Xuanli turned his back to her and still sat upright in front of the piano.

"Okay, what's going on?"

Uncle An was puzzled.

"Uncle An, you say, what is wrong with me, why does he just refuse to accept me!" Li Meizi sobbed.

The beauty's voice is crisp and soft, and anyone who listens to it can't help but feel sympathy.

Uncle An understood.

Miss Li Meizi was rejected by the little master again.

Although he sympathized with Miss Li Meizi, he just sighed, "Miss Li Meizi, I'll send you out." ”