"Not bad."
He praised her, parted the messy hair on her face, showed her fair and lovely face, lowered his head down her nose and began to kiss her.
Mu Jinjin put his hands around his neck, his legs hung on his waist, his eyes were closed, his face wrinkled bitterly, and he silently endured his bullying like a little rabbit waiting to be slaughtered.
He kissed her for more than ten minutes and then stopped, got up and sat beside her, looking at Mu Jinjin who was sleeping on the bed, panting, his cheeks were crimson, and his hands were clenched into fists against his chest, and his eyes were more satisfied.
"So soon," he asked, taking one of her little paws on his chest and placing it on his chest.
Mu Jinjin was already shy enough, and when he asked him like this, he couldn't wait to disappear into this world immediately, and never see this shameless man again.
She didn't understand.
Why does he always like to ask questions that embarrass her so much that she wants to die?
Can't he be a normal gentleman?
Mu Jinjin didn't want to answer his shameless questions at all, don't look over his head at the other side of the pillow, he didn't want to see him.
She thought she would get away with it, but it turned out to be in vain.
Not long after she turned her head, his magnetic, dead voice sounded behind her again.
"But I haven't asked you yet, Mu Jinjian, tell me what you plan to do next, do you want me to give you a few minutes to recover or wait for tomorrow to continue, you choose one yourself."
"I choose the first one" Mu Jinjin looked back at him and immediately chose the first one.
She didn't have to wait for tomorrow to do it all over again.
"Hmm."
He hummed faintly in agreement.
Mu Jinjin exhaled, and was about to withdraw his hand to sleep sideways for a few minutes, and then satisfy his perverted possessiveness.
But who knew that she couldn't pull her hand back after trying several times, because he held it too tightly.
Mu Jinjin stopped his struggling movements and looked at him with a puzzled and aggrieved expression, as if asking him why he didn't give her his hand back.
He didn't answer right away, but took her hand down gradually, forcing her to hold something that scared her, clamping the back of her hand and forcing her to move as he liked.
"I can wait for you for a few minutes, but I can't wait for you for a few minutes.
So shouldn't you take the initiative to do something to satisfy me in advance?"
“” Mu Jinjin felt that the palms of the small hands he held seemed to have melted with a soldering iron.
Scald.
It's hot.
It's very hot.
The heat seemed to spread, through her small palm, down her wrists, and finally to her heart, to her face.
So at this moment, her heart was beating fast and her cheeks were hot.
She subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, to chase away the hot feelings.
"I don't want this" Mu Jinjin cried as she pulled her hand back, she thought he would hold her hand like he did last time.
But she didn't expect him to let her go easily this time, and the big hand that restrained the back of her hand was released, allowing her to control her hand freely.
Mu Jinjin didn't know what kind of heart he was comfortable with, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately withdrew his hand as soon as he let go of himself.
Because he was afraid that he would snatch his hand again and force himself to do that terrible service to him.
So after withdrawing his hand, he hurriedly hid his hands behind his back and clasped them tightly, looking at his face full of vigilance and grievances, a pair of big eyes with tears blinked and blinked. oshow7 t1706231537: