Chapter 137: This is the second time she has insomnia

Jinmo had already opened his arms, and his suit pants were visibly tighter.

Ning Xiang didn't want to go over, why could Jinmo make people so "embarrassed".

He should be reminded that Jinmo should take her thoughts seriously......

But the legs don't seem to work......

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It's moving!

Just 3 seconds after Jinmo looked at Ning Xiang so coldly, Ning Xiang found that her legs had already moved involuntarily.

Ning Xiang walked over, and her eyes were fixed.

The corners of Jinmo's mouth immediately rose wildly, and he praised himself in his heart.

Although it is still full of vinegar, I am very satisfied with the performance of the incense.

Behold, I already feel that I have overcome a potential rival by myself and is firmly in No. 1.

God knows, Jinmo almost couldn't hold back, and took the initiative to be coquettish, how could a man keep fighting with his own woman.

The cold expression only lasted for three seconds before switching to Teddy's state on its own, and he still owed a little stroking and threatening, "I'm going to open the door today!" ”

"What?"

Ning Xiang broke free but failed, her face turned red all the way, catching up with the red light of the traffic light.

"No way!"

"No, ha!"

"No!"

"People really don't ......"

……

It's useless to be spoiled.

I'm going to bully her today, and I'm going to put a little mark on it.

But Ning Xiang is not like the woman with fine skin and tender flesh in the general boss's novels, and it is not easy to leave a mark......

The third and fourth days, which were slightly imprinted, were dispersed......

This made Jinmo very frustrated and a little anxious, so he proposed to leave a special tattoo.

This matter is not finished yet, mainly because although Jinmo wants to do this, he hates that other people (including women) look at Ning Xiang's body.

Jinmo also faintly felt that his thoughts seemed to be a little perverted, and he had been entangled and uncertain.

Staring at the part you want to tattoo, your mind is running at the speed of light, and there is no 100% safe move.

Ning Xiang was ashamed and sulky, but because of her lack of strength, she couldn't escape his black hands......

A few times I wanted to talk about the action drama of Jinmo, NONONO...... Or are you forced to stay open......

Jinmo also knew that Ning Xiang was resistant and her body was stiff, so she relied on the bridges of many vicious and domineering president novels to add a lot of opening remarks, foreshadowing and flashing lights to her strong entry, as well as choreography, sound and animation.

I pried open Ning Xiang's mouth, so that the weak girl was forced to practice in the middle of the night, and then she was finally satisfied, and the door was finally closed.

But Ning Xiang felt like she was missing a corner in her heart, and she couldn't tell what Jinmo was going to do.

Listening to the sound of heavy breathing coming from his ears, he became more and more depressed, rubbed his waist and climbed out of bed, put on a comfortable cotton home dress, and went out of the bedroom.

In the middle of the night, the night is soft.

The wind was gentle on the corners of the skirt.

At the moment when the clothes were attached to the body, there was still a slight pain in some parts of the body.

Ning Xiang walked through the main hall, past the entrance at the door, and walked out into the cool outside.

Wearing soft shoes and stepping lightly on the ground outside, I feel a little better.

In order not to be awkward, the original cobblestone floor has recently been replaced with wood.

With the dim night light, Ning Xiang walked across a small bridge from the wooden path to the newly installed swing.

Sit on it gently, shake your body slightly, and enjoy the gentleness of the moment.

The incense seems to be ...... Insomnia.

This is the second time she has had insomnia.

On weekdays, he is sleepy, and he can't be moved.

When the time comes, the eyelids fight.

I feel like I'm holding something in my heart today, what's the matter?

Coming down from the swing, Ning Xiang wandered around the old house.

As soon as the flashlight of the mobile phone was turned on, it was like a watchman, coming out of the west courtyard and entering the main courtyard, bypassing a lush path in the main courtyard, and passing through it and taking a shortcut to reach the gate.

This time, there was an unexpected harvest on the incense road, there was a locked wooden door, quietly located in a very hidden place, like a secret garden.

Didn't dare to go in, it was too dark.

After walking for half an hour, Ning Xiang finally cultivated sleepiness and decided to go back to the West Courtyard.

In the quiet house, only the footsteps of the woman could be heard.

Passing by the gate, Ning Xiang suddenly paused, and heard the sound of "drip-" at the door, and then the door opened with a "da-" sound......

After a few seconds of silence......

The door slammed shut again.

What's going on?! Uncanny!