Chapter Seventy-Five: She's His
Xia Xingkong laughed out loud and teased him, "Look at your expression, you are so wronged, I can still run, what if you cry later?" ”
Mu Zhan squeezed beside her, "I'm crying when you go." ”
"I know."
Mu Zhan clasped Xia Xingkong's wrist.
"You know and let me go back?"
Xia Xingkong stared at Mu Zhan's eyes, and he found that he was coquettish, and bent the corners of his mouth, "How will you support me after you quit your job?" Let's go back to work first, and you'll pick me up when I'm done. ”
He began to play tricks, his eyes bright and clean, "I'm not going anywhere, I'm here with you." ”
"Do you regret quitting your job?"
Mu Zhan shook his head firmly, "You regretted it when you ran away." ”
Xia Xingkong couldn't cry or laugh, "I can't say I can't run away." ”
"Who knows?"
“……”
Xia Xingkong took out the key to open the door, there were no extra slippers in the house, Mu Zhan simply stood barefoot on the ground.
She hung the key on the wall, put the bag on the sofa, bent down to turn on the air conditioner with the remote control, and Mu Zhan hugged her waist from behind, making her unable to move.
A burst of heat rushed to his heart, and Xia Xingkong broke Mu Zhan's strong and powerful arm, "Don't make trouble, go wash it first." ”
Mu Zhan boarded Xia Xingkong's body and asked her to face herself, "I'll wash it later." ”
"Oh, Mu ......"
Before Xia Xingkong finished speaking, Mu Zhan lowered his head and kissed her lips strongly, not giving her a chance to breathe, and grabbed her tongue domineeringly.
Xia Xingkong was kissed, and his body collapsed weakly on Mu Zhan's body.
Xia Xingkong trembled and stretched out his hands to push his chest in a panic, Mu Zhan tightened more and more, Xia Xingkong bit Mu Zhan's lip fiercely, Mu Zhan let go of the pain, and his hand was still tightly wrapped around Xia Xingkong's waist.
"Did it scare you?"
Xia Xingkong opened his mouth, pinned the messy broken hair behind his ears, and said with a faceless face, "No, it's just a little unaccustomed, let's go wash it first." ”
Breaking Mu Zhan's hand and wanting to go to the bedroom.
Mu Zhan grabbed the hem of her clothes behind her and didn't let go, "Starry Sky, are you angry?" ”
Xia Xingkong tried to calm his heart, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "No, you think too much, it's just a little tired." ”
Mu Zhan's hand shook hard, "I don't ......" letter......
Before he finished speaking, Xia Xingkong's shirt was pulled off two buttons, and the spring light on his chest was unobstructed, and at the same time, a gray-black scar under the collarbone was exposed, which could obviously be seen to be tooth marks.
It was a heavy bite to leave such a clear mark, and this circle of scars was like a cup of poison corroding Mu Zhan's senses.
How many injuries did she suffer with Zhou Yanshao?
Xia Xingkong tugged on his clothes in a panic, and turned around casually, "I'll go wash first." ”
Mu Zhan's chest seemed to have been cut by a knife, and it hurt badly, he hugged Xia Xingkong from behind with red eyes, "Starry sky, I'm sorry......"
Hot tears wet Xia Xingkong's neck and collar.
Xia Xingkong held Mu Zhan's hands and said softly, "I don't hurt, Mu Zhan, really." ”
It's true, he's there, and she won't hurt.
Mu Zhan hugged Xia Xingkong tightly and cried even more presumptuously.
The corners of Xia Xingkong's mouth curled slightly, and she sighed, she was about to run for three, and she was at a loss for what to do.
That's all in the past.
It's all right.
Now she is standing here well, and he will not give up.
The best thing in this life is nothing more than this, and she will be disgusted if she asks for more.
Xia Xingkong turned around with difficulty and hugged Mu Zhan, who was crying profusely, and patted his back gently with both hands, "Mu Zhan, let's get married." ”
Mu Zhan let go of Xia Xingkong, took out the ring in his pocket and knelt on one knee, and said solemnly: "Starry Sky, marry me." ”
Xia Xingkong pursed his lips and nodded with a smile, "Okay." ”
Then stretched out his right hand, Mu Zhan trembled slightly and put a ring on her, "Starry Sky, please discipline her for the rest of your life." ”
Xia Xingkong bent the corners of his eyes, "Okay." ”
The past is only the past, and no amount of analysis and dissection can change anything.
If God is kind.
In the future, she will walk hand in hand with him through spring, summer, autumn and winter, joy, anger and sorrow.
Don't seek to be angry.
Don't ask for a bang.
Do not seek glory and wealth.
Only seek life and death to depend on each other, never separated.
Outside the window, the night was hazy, and there seemed to be a hint of ambiguity.
Mu Zhan stood up and hugged Xia Xingkong off the ground, Xia Xingkong exclaimed, hugged his neck and lowered his head to look down at Mu Zhan, his water-like eyes shone brightly, and said coquettishly, "Be careful." ”
The tip of Mu Zhan's nose crossed the fabric and looked straight at it, the scar was close at hand, he kissed it carefully, raised his eyes and asked seriously, "Is it okay?" ”
Xia Xingkong trembled, his hands clenched Mu Zhan's clothes, and he blushed and turned his head, "You... Lighten up. ”
Mu Zhan hugged Xia Xingkong to the bed, leaned down and sucked her red lips impatiently.
Xia Xingkong's tense body was nervous......
Mu Zhan stopped moving, propped up one hand on the bed, and put one hand on her frowning brow, and said distressedly: "Scared? ”
At this time, he was panting, the green tendons in his neck were bulging, and his nose was covered with tiny beads of sweat.
Xia Xingkong opened his eyes, met his forbearant eyes, relaxed the strength in his hands, pursed his lips, and pointed to the bedside table, "It's too hot in the house, turn on the air conditioner first." ”
"Starry sky, I can wait, you don't have to..."
Xia Xingkong took a deep breath and said softly: "Open it, it's really hot." ”
Mu Zhan stood on the ground and turned on the air conditioner according to his words, until the air conditioner started running, Mu Zhan did not move.
Xia Xingkong stretched out his hand and dragged Mu Zhan, who was still pretending to stare at the air conditioner, and expressed his dissatisfaction shyly: "You didn't take a bath, do you dislike me?" ”
Mu Zhan was stunned as if he had been electrified, "No." ”
"That ......"
Xia Xingkong couldn't speak, her whole face was so red that she couldn't speak, she covered her eyes with her hands and secretly looked at Mu Zhan with her fingers.
Before he could see anything, Mu Zhan grabbed Xia Xingkong's hand and broke it open, and kissed her lips urgently, tasting deep kisses, entangled and domineering, from lips to cheeks to chin......
Mu Zhan and Xia Xingkong are intertwined with their fingers, at this moment, pain is her and him, happiness is also her and him, only her and him.
In the early morning, when the sun shone the first rays of warmth, Xia Xingkong woke up, and unlike in the past, today when he opened his eyes, he had a strong chest, and his nasal cavity was full of his breath.
She chuckled and stroked her handsome face, looked up and kissed him on the chin, and when she looked up, he smiled brightly.
Mu Zhan hugged her into his arms and kissed her forehead.
"Have you slept well?"
"Well, what about you?"
Mu Zhan's hand touched Xia Xingkong's smooth back with satisfaction, "It's never been so good." ”
Xia Xingkong clasped his restless hand and moved to the side, "What do you want to eat in the morning?" ”
Mu Zhan half-lifted his body, and the quilt slid from his shoulders to his waist, revealing his lean muscles, tight and charming.
A magnetic voice rang out, "Hungry? ”
Xia Xingkong curled the corners of his mouth, "It's time for breakfast." ”
He lifted the quilt and stood on the ground, picked up the pants placed on the bench and put them on, Xia Xingkong turned his face away and shrank into the quilt without daring to look at his back.
His back was full of red marks from the fear she had scratched.
Even though she was already so close, she was still a little shy.
Mu Zhan put on his pants and stood by the bed, patting her only exposed head dotingly, "Get dressed and come over for dinner." ”
Then he went out with his shirt.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Xia Xingkong poked his head out of the quilt and quickly dressed and went to the bathroom to wash, let go of the water, and the water vapor immediately rushed upward, covering every corner of the bathroom.
Xia Xingkong touched the mist on the mirror and pinched his face in the mirror, it was really not an illusion.
She really belongs to him.
can't deny it, she has always loved him.
Can't deny it, she always misses him.
Can't deny it, she kept wanting to hold him.
can't deny it, she wants to be with him forever.
……
It wasn't until Mu Zhan knocked on the bathroom door uncomfortably that Xia Xingkong opened the door and went out from his back to his senses.
Mu Zhan was still stepping on the floor barefoot at this time.
He looked at Xia Xingkong uneasily, his eyes were obviously worried, "Does it hurt?" ”
"Huh? What the? ”
Xia Xingkong is still in a slightly dizzy state.
Mu Zhan pursed his lips and approached Xia Xingkong, his eyes glancing down, "Is it because it hurt last night?" ”
"Ah......h
Xia Xingkong reacted, widened his eyes and walked past Mu Zhan to the living room in embarrassment, "No." ”
He was indeed impatient and disorganized, but it was not the first time after all, and after a slight pain last night, there was nothing unusual today.
Mu Zhan hooked his lips and followed behind her, "Really? ”
"Hmm."
"That's good."
In addition to two bowls of porridge and pickles given to her by her godmother, there were also some small snacks on the table, presumably he went out to buy them while she was taking a bath.
"If you don't come out again, the porridge will be cold."
Mu Zhan waited for her to sit down before taking a seat, Xia Xingkong dug a spoonful of porridge with just the right temperature and put it in his mouth, this was what she taught him to make before, as if it had his unique taste, fragrant and sweet.
In the past, he also tried his hand in the kitchen under her guidance, except for cooking porridge, boiling instant noodles, and boiling eggs, everything else was unbearable.
In the last semester, they didn't waste their extra time in the kitchen, but he liked to cook millet porridge for her in the early morning.
Then he accompanied her to finish eating, and he washed the dishes again.
"When was it cooked?"
"It's past 5 o'clock."
Mu Zhan pushed the steamed bun in front of Xia Xingkong and motioned for her to eat, "It's good to eat more steamed buns." ”
"Why do you wake up so early?"
Xia Xingkong picked up a steamed bun and broke it in half, and the other half reached out to him.
Mu Zhan caught it, took a bite and said, "It's not early, I usually get up at this time." ”
She didn't know that she occupied his whole world.
She didn't know that in her absence, he was numbing himself with his studies and work, and every day was a feeling of being in a desperate situation.
If it weren't for the two closest people Mu Shiyan and Mu Tang behind him, he wouldn't be able to hold on to it now.
Thankfully, I've survived until now.
"Tired, aren't you?"
"yes, I'm still sleepy?"
Mu Zhan glanced at her and deliberately stretched his waist.
Xia Xingkong moved his mouth, and kicked him lightly under the table, "It's not serious." ”
Mu Zhan's legs clamped her calves tightly, and she ate as if nothing had happened.
Xia Xingkong pumped out and pulled the chair to rub against the floor, making a collision sound but still didn't move half a minute, she whispered his name and asked him to let go.
Mu Zhan clamped it tighter, holding a spoon in his right hand to support his chin, and the corners of his mouth rose as if he didn't have it, "I'll let it go if the cry is good." ”
"Nice?"
"Would you like me to give me some pointers?"
Xia Xingkong frowned, why is this person so bad? She twitched her leg hard, but she still didn't pull it out.
The smile on the corner of Mu Zhan's mouth deepened, and he said seriously: "Call my husband, and I'll let it go." ”
His voice was good, low and calm, and Xia Xingkong glared at him softly, "Hooligans." ”
Knowing that she was thin-skinned, he didn't tease her anymore and let go of her legs to eat normally.
Xia Xingkong was still eating slowly, and when she glanced at him, he was chewing at the same speed.
No matter what time it was, he still kept the pace of eating with her.
After eating, he packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, she stood at the kitchen door and stared at him, wearing an apron and standing barefoot in front of the sink.
The wind was blowing wantonly, and the tender green leaves in the distance were slightly moving, constantly interrupting the direct sunlight.
Xia Xingkong leaned on the door frame and asked, "Let's go out and buy you a few changes of clothes later, right?" ”
Mu Zhan stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at her still charming face, gentle and untouchable.
"Don't you go to work?"
"Tonight's shift, 1 to 8 o'clock."
"Okay, buy some food, I'll cook for you."
Xia Xingkong tilted his head and leaned into the kitchen, "Can you eat it?" ”
Mu Zhan's hand reached into the water and suddenly tapped the tip of her nose, Xia Xingkong snorted lightly, and immediately retracted his head.
A drop of water fell from the tip of his nose to his lips, the cold water ran across his skin, and Xia Xingkong stretched out his tongue and licked it.
"You dare to underestimate me?"
Mu Zhan raised his eyebrows proudly, stood in front of her, his throat was tightened by her seductive movements, his hands stood on his sides, and he leaned over to kiss her lips.
No matter how time flies, the years go by, thank you for still being here.