She walked up to him, wanted to sit next to him as before, and then pillowed her head on his lap, and then put her feet on the other side of the sofa to comfortably accept his caress and petting, and coquettish with him by the way.
But she found that his hair was a little wet, and the shirt on his body was inexplicably wet.
That must have gotten wet when he came back with himself.
Mu Jinjin frowned worriedly, then pointed to his wet shirt and said worriedly, "You also go to take a bath, your clothes are soaked." ” He glanced down in the direction she was pointing, and after a few seconds looked up at her reaching out and wrapping his arms around her waist to bring her over, and said, "It's just a little wet." ” "Well, if you catch a cold, I'll be worried, so you have to go take a shower and wash your hair."
Mu Jin said stubbornly.
He stiffened his hand around her, and looked up at her stubborn face, with an indescribable feeling in his heart.
The feeling that was cared for.
It's a subtle feeling.
He can't describe it, but he likes to be happy with these two emotions, and he definitely has.
"Hmm."
He nodded, got up and touched her hair, which was still a little wet after washing, leaned his face against her ear and said, "Wait for me here, don't run around, I know there is no baby" "Got it."
Mu Jinjin nodded obediently, and then turned his head to leave a kiss on his lips, but he clasped his head with both hands and kissed him deeply for a few minutes.
A few minutes later, he let go of her and walked calmly to the bathroom as usual, but Mu Jinjin was so tired that he sat on the sofa on the spot, holding his chest and panting for breath, looking at the back of the man leaving, his little face was red unpresentably.
An hour later.
He opened the door and walked out of the bathroom, his sturdy upper body was naked and only a bath towel was wrapped in his lower body, and there were still some undried water droplets in the position of his chest muscles that were drawn in the direction of the fishman line, and his deep facial features were looking at the surrounding environment, and his brows were getting tighter and tighter.
He noticed that the originally bright room was now pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.
"Sill" He walked in the direction of the lamp valve from memory, frowning as he walked to his girl.
"Syl, are you in the room, what are you doing with the lights off, are the lights broken?"
“haybirthdaytoyouhaybirthdaytoyouhaybirthdaytoyou” A pleasant and crisp girl's singing and clapping applause rang out in the dark room, and the place of the coffee table in the room lit up a few lights.
He frowned and looked in the direction of the tea table, and saw that several foreign candles were being lit on the tea table, and his beloved girl was standing at the tea table and watching him clapping her hands and shaking her head and singing.
His furrowed brow loosened and he walked in the direction of the coffee table.
He looked down at the candle on the tea table, then looked up at the silly girl who was clapping her hands and singing, and asked with some interest, "What are you doing?"
Mu Jinjin walked up to him and stretched out his hand to hold his neck, stood on tiptoe and kissed him lightly on the lips, and looked at him seriously after releasing his toes, "Sir, you made up my birthday party, so I also want to make up a birthday party for you, sir."
After Mu Jinjin finished speaking, he put down his hand and ran a few steps in the direction of the tea table, picked up the birthday cake picture he had just drawn on the tea table and handed it to him, a little shy and a little impatient and happy: oshow7 t1706231537: