419 Lovers: President Leng's Crazy Night

Su Mumu twitched the corner of her mouth: "Experts are always deceiving people."

Totally unbelievable! ! !

I don't know if I'm talking to him or to myself.

There was a look of narrowness in Jian Jian's eyes, and Su Mumu glared at him, "Don't look."

As expected, Jian Yi turned his head to the side and didn't look at her, but the corners of his mouth were raised a little higher. [

"Don't laugh either." Su Mumu said willfully.

Jian Jian smiled obediently, and said helplessly:

"Then what do you want me to do? Just hands?"

Su Mumu gave him a white look, "You said you were injured, are you not being honest?"

Simply shrugged, pursed a smile, and said nothing.

Su Mumu looked at the wound on his face, felt a slight movement in his heart, and said:

"Have you applied medicine?..."

While speaking, she leaned over and leaned closer, broke his jaw with one hand, looked carefully at his face, and finally frowned,

"It looks like you haven't applied any medicine..."

Jian Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled at her showing his teeth: "You kiss me, and the bruise will heal naturally."

I thought that Su Mumu would yell at her in reproach, and at the worst, he would give her two eyes, but he would not let him get his wish so easily.

So when Su Mumu took off her shoes>

Of course Su Mumu didn't kiss him, she just put her arms around his waist, buried Mao Mao's head in his chest, and said nothing quietly.

From the surprise at the beginning to the silence later, Jian Jian stretched out his hand to wrap around her waist naturally, and rested his chin on the top of her head.

The tip of her nose smelled the faint fragrance of her hair, which was surprisingly stable.

no desire>

Dim yellow lights, only the ticking sound of the hour hand can be heard in the quiet space, and the smell of fried rice wafts in the air, which makes the small room feel like a home.

Su Mumu didn't know what to say, she was a little nervous, wondering if today's meeting would also become the last supper.

It stands to reason that with such a calm and composed look, as the woman behind him, he should feel at ease no matter what. [

It's just...that being said, as long as things are uncertain and Qin Huilan doesn't nod, she can't feel at ease no matter what.

Thinking of this, she hugged the man under her even tighter, and said softly:

"Queen, are you really sure about tomorrow?"

Knowing her worry, Jian Jian kissed the top of her head, "Leave it to me!"

He didn't say yes or whether it's okay, he just used a few words to calm her uneasiness.

Su Mumu didn't ask any more questions. After lying on him and waiting for a while, she suddenly thought of something and suddenly raised her head from his embrace.

When she raised her head, both of them wailed at the same time.

Su Mumu covered the top of her head and rubbed her chin simply. The intimate contact this time was really deep enough.

Simple is good, after all, compared with the top of the human head, the bones of the chin are still harder.

Su Mumu's eyes were full of tears, she completely forgot what to say, she pursed her mouth and said:

"Why is your jaw so hard?"

Simple and infinitely wronged, "The top of your own head is not soft?!"

Otherwise, both of them will suffer.

One had teary eyes, and the other couldn't help crying and laughing. The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Jian Jian reached out and rubbed her head, cursing softly:

"Stupid girl!"