"Miss Mu, are you so" He moved her little hand to his lower abdomen, deliberately distorting her meaning.
The hard and hot manly breath instantly swam down her little hands to every inch of her skin, every inch of breath.
"Eh" Mu Jinjin was frightened, and quickly withdrew his hand and took a few steps back, and his whole little face turned crimson.
Her delicate eyes, shining and charming, and her slightly trembling little lips are like a seductive forbidden place, which makes people can't help but want to go in and explore everything about her.
Mu Jiang looked at her for a few seconds, his lower abdomen became more and more tense, he took a hard breath, and then pulled her back into his arms with one hand, and imprisoned her freedom with his iron arm.
"You let go of me" Mu Jinjin was ashamed and annoyed, but he couldn't push him away, so he had to beat his shoulder helplessly.
She didn't have much strength, and because Mu Jiang's body was very strong, her pink fist hit him on the shoulder, as if she was massaging him.
Mu Jiang grabbed one of her little hands, put it on her lips and kissed it, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Good girl, I said you couldn't disturb me, did you forget it so quickly?"
"I don't want to" Mu Jinjin knew that he couldn't hide, so he had to sobbed aggrievedly.
Her voice was soft, soft, melting into his heart like a soft cotton.
Mu Jiang ignored her petty emotions.
He leaned down and picked her up horizontally, then gently placed her on the carpet.
"Eh" Mu Jin wanted to hide, but Mu Jiang hung her legs around her waist, leaving her with nowhere to hide.
His piping hot thing was going back and forth at her edge at the moment.
Even through the small pants, Mu Jinjin could still feel the hot breath on his body.
"Don't do that."
Her face turned red as soon as she brushed it, and she hurriedly begged for mercy.
But Mu Jiang ignored her words, and at this moment, all his thoughts were attracted by her looming forbidden place, and his eyes were burning red.
Without the slightest thought, he tore her little pants with one hand, leaving her completely exposed to air.
Mu Jin was so ashamed that he wanted to die.
She instinctively wanted to reach out and cover her place, but Mu Jiang leaned down first and kissed her deeply.
"You let go of the woo woo go away" Mu Jinjin kept kicking his feet, hoping that he would let him go.
But he is like a clingy snail, and he can't get rid of it.
For two hours.
The catastrophe has finally come to an end.
As soon as Mu Jiang withdrew, Mu Jinjin fell asleep on the carpet, and the whole person seemed to have his soul drained.
Mu Jiang didn't look tired.
He straightened up, and strode in the direction of the closet basket.
He took his blazer and walked back to Mu Jinjin, and then lightly covered her.
After covering his coat, it was clear that he should leave.
But he was reluctant.
He placed his slender fingers on her little pink cheeks, and his fingertips enjoyed her delicate skin.
Sincerely.
Why Why do you have the world in mind.
But there is no me among the people in this world After half an hour, he reluctantly got up and left, intending to ask the maid to fetch her a new dress.
As for where Mu Jinjin's skirt went just now He looked down at the rags all over the floor, and a vague smile appeared on his thin lips.
"Young Master."
When he walked out, he found Greda standing by the door complimentarily.
"What's the matter?"
He turned his head to look at Greta.
"Young master, in fact, I came to you for Miss Mu's business, I think you should let Miss Mu go.
Miss Mu herself thinks the same way, otherwise how could she send a chocolate cake to your young master You should know a truth, barely happy, you force Miss Mu to be by your side like this, you will only" "" He glared at Greda expressionlessly, and didn't want to say a word more, so he walked around him and left.
"I'm sorry, young master."
Gretta bowed and apologized to him.
After Mu Jiang walked away, Greda raised his head.
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He looked around and finally walked to a corner on the west side of the pool.
There was a gardener pacing around, looking panicked.
As soon as the gardener saw Greta, he immediately walked to him, and then secretly stuffed the glass box in his bosom into Greta's arms.
"Mr.
Greta, the matter is done, this is the Crimson Blood Spider of South Africa, and whoever has been bitten by it will never survive for three days," the gardener said mysteriously in a voice that only the two of them could hear. oshow7 t1706231537: