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Lan Xi Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng, face immediately red.

"I just love it..." She turned over and put her arms around his strong waist

Mu Yanchen quietly enjoyed her rare active intimacy. A trace of heat flashed through her indifferent eyes. She couldn't help but pick up the bright and beautiful little face in her arms and asked in a low voice: "is it? How much love? "

Lan Xi's face immediately more red, burning her own feel hot, water eyes unnaturally do not open: "I don't say, you men don't like to listen to this sour talk?"

Why does he start to ask for it now?

"We?" Mu Yanchen quietly raised the tone, bewitched eyebrows and eyes bent down to approach her, "in addition to me, you have also contacted other men?"

"Of course, I'm not being nice to others. You know it very well..."

"How much love is that?" His thin lips gently pasted her bright red, the air if gossamer to tempt her.

Lanxi's arm around his waist was a little stiff, and she felt that his breath was between his breath and breath. She was immediately confused. She gently leaned over to find his lips and gently tossed and turned: "I don't know I just feel like I want to live and die with you. I'm not afraid to go anywhere... "

Love words are really beautiful, no wonder so many women like it. Listening to her sobbing confession, mu Yanchen's heart moved. Her long arms caught her and held her tightly. Her arms climbed helplessly onto his shoulder. He controlled her lips and plundered her sweetness.

Her mouth still has the sweet and greasy aroma of red dates. She sucks it fiercely on the tip of her tongue, and feels her heart trembling.

A beautiful room.

But they didn't notice that Mu Mingsheng, who walked up and down the room door, could not calm down the shock of his heart. He worried about his daughter, while Mo Ruqing's words of sharp hatred echoed in his ears. He closed his eyes and wanted to have a rest on the sofa, but his dreams were disturbed.

On the other side, Mrs. Zhang went into the kitchen and did not know what soup she was cooking.

Mu Mingsheng thought for a moment, and suddenly felt a little strange. It seemed that Yan Chen had just gone up with Lan Xi in his arms. For so long, he had never come down. Mu Mingsheng was shocked, and then carefully recalled the two children's unusual intimacy from entering the door to now. He couldn't sit still.

The events of a few years ago reverberated in my mind again and again.

He walked up the stairs slowly, his cane and pestle on the carpet and did not dare to make too heavy noise. Fortunately, his daughter's room on the second floor was half hidden, and a thin crack in the door was open in front of him -

Mu Mingsheng stared at the door, and felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

He was livid and covered his heart with one hand, leaning over to see

That one eye, completely shook his heart.

It was like a thunderbolt in his mind. His eyes were wide. Even if he had psychological preparation in advance, he was still so frightened that he forgot to breathe. He was more shocked by the sight of the house than two years ago.

A quiet house.

No one.

Mu Mingsheng covers his heart and retreats with a frightening white face. He lifts his crutches to keep away from the ground and holds on to the wall. He doesn't let himself make a sound at all.

He could even hear the conversation inside --

"so you're going to stay here for the next two days?"

"Well, I said I would stay with dad."

"Not going back to Yunshan apartment? Not at night? "

"Mu Yanchen..." There was a little embarrassment in her voice.

A light and inaudible sigh came, and mu Yanchen's thin lips printed on her forehead: "I miss you..."

“…… But I'm not in front of you now? "

"How long have you been in front of me?" His cold voice penetrated her ears. "I left China for half a month. When I saw you again, I saw you kidnapped in Los Angeles. Two people almost died together without a burial place How long have you been with me? Lanxi, I want to die you I don't even have time to spend with my children! "

Long arm tight her waist, mu Yanchen with her lips, vicious tone almost swallow her alive!

Lan Xi gasped, flustered to grasp his wrist, not to let his big palm go too far into the depths of her clothes, the hot temperature of that finger made her confused and dizzy.

"When this period of time is over, I will accompany you every day, I promise..." She gasped and cried for mercy.

Mu Yanchen's ferocious attack suddenly slowed down, then became extremely gentle, thin lips imprinted in her neck, leaving a string of purplish ambiguous traces, hands also in the place where they should not stay, causing her to tremble and lose control.

"Stay with me tonight and I'll see you tomorrow." He ordered in a hoarse voice.

“……”

"Say" yes. " He seduced her with soft voice, and exerted force on his fingers, and pushed her to the extreme by simple provocation.

"Good..." Lan Xi surrender, unable to plead like a word said trembling pitifully, soft in his arms as she asked.“……”

The whole figure of Mu Mingsheng was chopped by thunder.

He still did not dare to put down his crutches, but slowly walked back to his study by touching the wall. His hands were shaking violently. He twisted several times, but the door did not open. When he unscrewed, he stepped in and closed the door.

The crutch finally fell to the ground with a thump. Mu Mingsheng staggered a few steps and held the chair.

Shaking a cup of medicine in his mouth, He staggers out of a cup of medicine and puts it in a disorderly way.

Then Mu Mingsheng loosened the cup. The cup fell on the carpet and made a dull noise. Suddenly, he sat down in a chair, half a day in a daze, unable to recover.

He can't think of it.

I can't think of it

He closed his eyes and recalled that a few years ago, at that time, he was ill and hospitalized, leaving the root of his illness. It was because he saw the two brothers and sisters kissing each other when they pasted the Spring Festival couplets at the gate of Mu's house.

At that time, Yan Chen said that it was he who had transgressed the rules and shouldn't have liked his sister. He also made offensive actions to her and begged him to forgive him. Later, in a fit of anger, he did not even let Yan Chen take over Mu's family again, but handed it over to the children of the second family.

But he was confused

He is really confused Otherwise, why don't you think about it? If it's really offensive, how can the scene look like that? Why can't he think of this clearly

After sitting idly for more than an hour, Sister Zhang's voice came from downstairs.

It's lunch. Let's get them down.

But Mo Ruqing didn't come back until noon. Sister Zhang called and asked them to eat first.

Mu Mingsheng sat in a daze, closed his eyes and then opened it. He still felt that the shock and surging in his chest did not go away. He took two more tablets of medicine in his palm, in case something happened when the meeting went down and it was too late to save himself.

……

"Do you mean that the father of the child will come to pick you up in a few days and see me at the same time?" Mu Mingsheng raised his old eyes and asked in a dumb voice.

It's hard to lie, but there's no other way.

Lan Xi nodded and bit his lips. Then he whispered, "I'm sorry, Dad, it took so long to let you know."

Carry it down. Mu Mingsheng then asked, "how many months has it been?"

"A little more than three months." Her water eyes with a trace of innocence, stroking the abdomen to her father.

Mu Mingsheng lowered his head, his voice was very hoarse: "then you can hide me for a long time..."

“……”

"You'll leave later? Come and see me tomorrow? " This time, Mu Mingsheng looks at his son.

Mu Yan Chen took napkin to wipe a finger, the eye color is indifferent and deep, nod: "yes."

Mu Mingsheng nodded: "whatever you want Next week, grandfather Lanxi's birthday will last for ten years. It's estimated that there will be a big scene. You all remember to come. Be polite and don't let adults worry too much. "

"I see, Dad." Mu Yanchen light way.

After dinner, Mu Mingsheng sent them out. Seeing the golden iron ox sign on the license plate of the car that mu Yanchen was driving, the old eye tried to open his eyes. Suddenly, he felt that there was something he had never seen clearly.

For example, if Mu Yanchen has left the Mu family, how much ability does he have?

for example, at present, whether the Mu family can still be decided by his elder;

for example, if the two children have left, will they come back again.

Old.

I can't afford to lose anything. But I can't hurt anything.

When the car drove out, Mu Mingsheng narrowed his eyes and took a look. Then he walked to another car parked at the door of Mu's house on crutches. He closed the door and his face was livid. Looking at the front, he ordered, "follow them."

Uncle Liu, who is driving in front of him, is full of doubts. I don't know why Mr. Liu just ordered him to drive his family car out here. Is it Is it to follow the young master and the young lady?

the old man finally found out and began to face up to it. Oh ~ ~ ~ will swelling develop below?? Thank you for your monthly ticket support