Luxurious family does not accept the love: Mr.Mu, please respect yourself！

The temperature was like a stove, which made her warm all over.

Lanxi went up and shrunk closer.

Mu Yanchen frowned slightly, stretched out his big palm, and gently rubbed her lower abdomen across her clothes. After a long time, I heard her thin groan, and I was a little sober. My little face wet with sweat was confused and enchanted.

"So?" his low voice was pressed down with the hot breath.

Lanxi said it was impossible not to be surprised, and her eyes widened.

It was not that she had not been held by a boy, but it was the first time that such a broad and hard chest trapped her. Her small face turned white and felt too much, but her lower abdomen was convulsed with pain. She frowned and sobbed, and immediately shrank in his arms like a soft cat who had been bullied innocently.

The shirt on the chest was grabbed by one hand and rubbed in every way, unconscious.

Mu Yanchen's handsome face is slightly white, and the starlight at the bottom of her eyes precipitates all night. Her eyes light lightly sprinkles on the semi comatose person in her arms. She is far more fragile and charming than when she is awake. Unintentional provocation attacks repeatedly, challenging his bottom line and self-control.

That day, her little face turned red, but she sincerely pestered him and said, "Mu Yanchen, thank you."

——He wanted to ask, where did that feeling of trust and dependence come from? Who gave it to her?

——Lanxi, do you know that since you have given me this feeling, you are no longer allowed to give it to others?

Under the slightly blurred light, mu Yanchen's handsome face was stained with a layer of frost, hugged the people in her arms, and his other big hand slightly forced to fasten her back neck to lift her face. Her eyes were cold as ice, and printed her lips on the center of her eyebrows with a trace of domineering.

The contact between the skin was so close that he wanted her to wake up and feel it well now!

This kiss, a long time.

After arriving at Lanxi for a long time, her neck was sour and began to twist uneasily. Mu Yanchen felt that the temperature on his thin lips was quickly branded between her slender eyebrows and could not be wiped off

"After camping, I'll drive you back tomorrow," he said in a cold voice, his thin lips removed from her face and covered her ears.

Lanxi subconsciously frowned. He couldn't hear what he was talking about, but he was wronged tightly.

"Say 'OK'." his voice was so cold that she couldn't resist it.

Lanxi felt that her jaw was so sour that she was about to cry. If she couldn't refuse, she had to bite her lips and nod her head. She was so confused that after a while, her powerful hand finally let her go. She was choked by dysmenorrhea and retracted into his arms around his neck.

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When he woke up in the morning, Lanxi was really frightened.

She was too young to have experienced strong winds and waves, so such a battle really shocked her. Mu Yanchen's clear eyes had a trace of blood that hadn't slept all night. Her thin lips were pale and said indifferently: "get up, my legs are a little numb."

Lanxi took a breath, and his little face turned pale. He sat on the ground with his hands supporting his body, looked up at him, got up like a perfect statue, frowned and moved his muscles and bones.

——If you really hold her all night, that leg is more than a little numb?

She was frightened by herself, lowered her small face, and her hands supporting her body began to tremble.

Outside the tent, I don't know what mu Yanchen said to her classmates. After a while, Ji Yao ran over and opened the tent and said, "are you going down the mountain now? What a pity. You'd better go back and serve your aunt. Remember not to think of me."

Lanxi's chest seemed to be pressed by a big stone. She couldn't breathe. She raised her eyes and looked at Ji Yao pale and helpless.