People are killing ghosts: starting from taking care of Mrs. Kui Zhi

Drowsily, Su Mu opened his eyes and felt a pair of soft little hands gently kneading his temples, bringing waves of soothing touch.

Through the gap between her hands, the perfectly outlined curves that come into view are heavy and full, full of the brilliance of motherhood.

Rubbing his eyes, he stood up from his well-proportioned and slender legs.

“How long have I slept here.”

He raised his head and looked at the window. It was dark outside.

Unconsciously, he just fell asleep.

“Not long.”

Zamamen Kuizhi moved his legs slightly, and after maintaining the same movement for a long time, he felt that his legs were slightly sore.

Su Mu naturally noticed the small movements of Kamado Kuizhi, and obviously understood that he should have been asleep for a while. If Otherwise, the other party’s legs would not be a little stiff now.

After all, it is quite enjoyable for him to provide a knee pillow, but for Kamado Aoieda who is using him as a pillow, he has to endure the still posture..

It is easy to keep a simple posture without moving, but it is very difficult to maintain this movement all the time.

But in order not to disturb himself, Kamado Aoi apparently kept the same movement.

“I’m really sorry for making you tired.”

Su Mu said

“No.”

Kamado Aoi hurriedly waved her hands. At this time, she also rested for a while, and the soreness in her legs was much better. She did not stay on the bed anymore, but also stood up.

Her white pants wrapped around her slender feet fell to the ground. It seemed that her legs were still a little sore, so when Kamado Aoi was standing, her little hands unconsciously touched the corner of the bed.

“I’m really sorry for disturbing you tonight.”

Su Mu scratched his head.

Just when he turned around and was about to open the door, leave here, and return to his room, a slight voice rang in his ears.

“Mujun……”

The voice was very soft, and if Su Mu hadn’t had clear ears and eyes, he might not have been able to hear it.

Hearing the sound, Su Mu also turned around and saw Zaomen Kuizhi taking small steps to close the half-open window. Then, with his head lowered, he came to the bedside and took care of the bed:”Mujun, can you do it tonight?” Rest here.”

The woman smoothed the wrinkled corners on the bed, turned around again, put her little hands on her belly, and lowered her head slightly.

Under the flickering candlelight, the woman lowered her head, her chest was rising and falling, her fingers were pinching the corners of her clothes, and her lips were gently biting.

“I… rest here at night.”

Su Mu was a little surprised.

He originally thought that it would take some time for his relationship with Kamado Aoi to make a final breakthrough, and he had been enduring it.

But as his body continued to exercise, while getting stronger, his anger also became stronger. big

“Well, Mujun can rest here at night.”

Kamado Aoi’s lips were wet, and her face was red with embarrassment. For Kamado Aoi, who has always been conservative and abides by women’s ethics, staying with a man is obviously too bold for her.

These days, The increasingly ambiguous relationship between each other, and the way Mu-kun looks at her… all of this…

Kamado Aoi is not really an ignorant girl, so how can she not understand at all.

In fact, deep down in her heart, Kamado Kuizhi was already prepared. That night, when Mujun knocked on the door, she had already done some intense exercise in her heart, but in the end, she still opened the door and welcomed Mujun’s entry.

However, after Makun came in, he didn’t do anything to her. He really just chatted with her.

Of course, when he occasionally met the other person’s eyes, Kamado Aoi could still feel the heat in the depths of the other person’s eyes.

He understood that the other person was looking at her. Patience.

Probably because he respects himself.

Mujun cares so much about his own thoughts and himself, so how can Kui Zhi want to see Mujun force himself to be patient all the time.

What’s more, he has the appearance of a Puliu and is no longer the daughter of a boudoir. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.

Even though I thought so, when I actually said it, I felt my heartbeat pounding.

“Mujun can rest here at night, so Kuizhi can also serve you.”

At this point, the pretty face turned red, like a ripe peach, making people want to swallow it in one bite.