Little Bronze, don't be shy

Chapter 871 What do you like to hear?
The person pressed down made her fall backward uncontrollably, her back was supported, the twilight was slanting to the west, the setting sun cast from the window just cast on her face, it was suddenly dazzling, Shi Mu frowned and murmured With a sound, he tilted his head to the inside.

Shi Mu almost fell to the ground, and now the support of her whole body comes from the hand behind her back, with her back facing the ground empty, feeling insecure in her heart, she reached forward and grabbed the shirt on Lin Zhao's chest.

Shi Mu opened his mouth, and touched Lin Zhao's lips with the tip of his tongue in a panic, which was good.

A single spark spreads all over the place.

It prevented him from coaxing and prying his teeth open to poke in for a French kiss.

There is no reason not to have it delivered to your door.

You Zhiyuan, a man of culture who talked about "the so-called" said such a saying about culture.

"Dead under the peony flower, being a ghost is also romantic. You can hold down Shi Mu and force the kiss. At that time, the forced kiss was enough. After that, it will be worth it even if you go up the mountain of swords and go down into the sea of ​​fire. Isn't that the reason?"

Lin Zhao now feels that this is the truth.

Even if he knelt and broke the washboard afterwards, he still felt it was worth it.

"Well……"

The chest was pushed vigorously, and the feeling of meeting lips and tongues was like an explosive firework exploding in the head, vigorous, booming, in a trance, Shi Mu's face was boiling, as if Cooked by the gentle afterglow of the setting sun.

"that……"

The two brushes who kissed together in a difficult position separated, and a slight "click" sound was heard in the quiet air.

"Hey!"

"what happened?"

"I twisted my neck, it's okay."

A weak and embarrassing interrupt came from the entrance of the corridor, "Excuse me, do you still need to heat the water for your lemongrass tea?"

The waiter was holding a hot water bottle and froze at the entrance of the corridor, neither entering nor retreating.

Lin Zhao's face darkened, "No need, we'll leave in a while."

The waiter nodded again and again, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he went downstairs with the hot water kettle, and there was a creaking sound when he stepped on the wooden ladder. Every time he creaked, Lin Zhao felt his chest hurt more.

Shi Mu pinched right where his chest was.

There was a vague tendency to twist the piece of meat and rotate it 360 degrees. Lin Zhao took her hand and smiled wryly, "It really hurts, did you use the strength of breastfeeding?"

"..."

"Screw off that piece of meat for your dinner?"

"..."

Shi Mu pursed his lips tightly while blushing, staring at him, silent, if he didn't explode in silence, he would die in silence.

"Braised pork or twice-cooked pork?"

"..."

"Why don't you unscrew a few more pieces, and order some braised pork, twice-cooked pork, and dry-cooked pork."

Shi Mu held back his smile, and said with a stern face, "Who did you learn from when you are so glib? Shen Rui? Cheng Zhi?"

"There are all of them. Survival is not easy. Collect the strengths of a hundred schools of thought."

Shi Mu let go, his shirt was wrinkled, she smoothed that wrinkle, fiercely, "Don't show affection in public, I told you, how embarrassing is it now?"

"What a coincidence that the waiter who heated the water came? I suspect that she didn't want to eat dog food, so she interrupted on purpose."

"..."

Mou Zhao's eyes became sad, "You beat the king all afternoon and ignored me."

"I ignore you. I have been talking to you all afternoon, and I only talk to you."

Mou Zhao nodded, "Well, it's a pity that what I said is not what I like to hear the most."

Shi Mu raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What do you like to hear? Gong Xi Fa Cai? Shall I sing you a piece of "Lucky Come"?"

(End of this chapter)