Chapter 37: The Fire You Light, You Will Quench
"Menstrual affairs? Qingqing, Lu Nanxing hasn't dispensed you medicine yet, so you want to fool me? Rong Ting only thought that Mu Qingqing was lying to escape him, and the big palm continued to ravage her gentle body unscrupulously.
Mu Qingqing struggled, "I'm really menstruating!" Don't believe me! ”
Rong Ting frowned slightly, pressed her on the bed, and lifted up the hem of her skirt, only to see that her white underwear was really dyed red......
"Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?" Mu Qingqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Rong Ting's interest did not diminish because of this, he looked at her with a dark eye, and there were faint flames jumping.
Mu Qingqing was furious by him, for fear that he would be hungry and force her, so she hurriedly suggested to him: "You ...... In fact, you can go take a cold shower and calm down. ”
Rong Ting raised his eyebrows and said, "You will extinguish the fire you lit." ”
"I lit the fire?" Mu Qingqing felt very wronged, "What does it have to do with me?" It's clear that you spontaneously combusted. ”
Spontaneous combustion? Rong Ting chuckled, "It's not because of you?" I can't burn against other women. ”
Mu Qingqing sneered coldly: "You're afraid that there are any obstacles in that regard, don't shy away from the disease, let Doctor Lu Shen treat you, it will be fine." ”
Looking at her disapprehensive look, Rong Ting suddenly felt a little annoyed, he narrowed his eyes slightly, pinched Mu Qingqing's chin, and forced her to look into his eyes, "Mu Qingqing, you just want this king to touch other women like this, huh?" ”
Hearing this, Mu Qingqing's heart suddenly ached, whether he touched other women or not, and it had nothing to do with whether she wanted him to touch it or not.
In her previous life, she wanted to be a couple with him for the rest of her life, but didn't he touch Mu Yueshan in the end?
Mu Qingqing said coldly: "I'm here for the moon, and I can't extinguish your fire." ”
He didn't go to take a cold shower, and he didn't go to find another woman, what did he want?
"Then please me with your hands!" Rong Ting pulled Mu Qingqing into his arms violently, grabbed one of her small hands and brought it to his lower body forcefully, "Otherwise, this king doesn't mind being red!" ”
As soon as Mu Qingqing's hand touched the murder weapon he had committed to her that night, he immediately felt like he had been burned by fire, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he held it down.
Mu Qingqing only felt extremely ashamed, the roots of her ears were red, and she said angrily: "I won't!" ”
"I'll teach you." Rong Ting held her hand and demonstrated it in person.
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Half an hour later.
Rong Ting finally died down, Mu Qingqing's palm was already red and numb, and she felt that her whole arm was sore.
Mu Qingqing's hands were still stained with the smell of Rong Ting, she was so disgusted that she just wanted to clean it quickly.
"Where are you going?" Rong Ting looked at her back as she walked out.
"Go home." Mu Qingqing didn't look back.
"Home?" Rong Ting sneered, "Are you talking about that dilapidated little courtyard?" ”
Mu Qingqing's footsteps suddenly stopped, he was right, that simple and dilapidated yard can't be called home at all, it can only be said that it is where she is now accommodating!
Home, where does she have a home......
Rong Ting hugged her from behind, his chin resting lightly on her shoulder, intimate as her husband.
He kissed her on the cheek, "Stay, and from now on keep you clothed and fed." ”
"Stay?" Mu Qingqing turned around in his arms and looked at him with a smile, "Will you marry me as your Ting Princess?" ”
Still, just as the object of his desire.
"You want to marry me?" Rong Ting asked.