Poor Little Guy is the Top Guy

   Chapter 358 Dead and Alive (4)

   Midnight

  It was originally when Wan Lai was silent, but the old house of the Mu family was surging.

   At that time, Mr. Mu lay down early.

   But at this moment, he got up again, did not turn on the light, stood in front of the window, and waited quietly.

   Sure enough, just at eleven o'clock, I saw a person appearing on the wall of my house, who was familiar with the road and jumped down with agility.

   After that, he climbed up to the third floor along the ridge at a very fast speed.

   Looking at that posture, it is really not less.

   But I remembered Mu Jingchi who also stayed on the third floor.

   Mr. Mu gave an unpredictable smile and said in a low voice,

   "Hey, I wish you peace."

   This side, inside the house

   Mu Qingcheng finally left a gap for Si Qingchen.

   And this man has never let her down, but at eleven o'clock, he appeared outside the window on time.

   "Aren't you afraid of being seen by others?"

   Mu Qingcheng couldn't help but pull the person in.

  Si Qingchen didn't resist, he just let her drag, the center of gravity tilted, and the two fell on the bed together.

  Pop—with a sound, the quilt fell to the ground.

".Well."

   After that, without waiting for the little guy to open his mouth, his slender fingers squeezed a piece of soft flesh on the small chin, with a little force.

   Mu Qingcheng was sobbing in pain, and he happened to be penetrated by him.

  The oxygen that was originally sufficient was taken away bit by bit, as if lingering palms were fiddling back and forth in her soul.

   And in the moment of suffocation, he finally withdrew his swollen lips.

   Go down slowly.

   Mu Qingcheng gasped heavily, raised his head, and breathed hard.

   then stopped abruptly.

  The slender neck turns into a sinuous curve, taut and soft. Repeatedly.

   The trembling trembling was like the flames of a prairie prairie.

   From white and tender to pink, the speed is all in the opponent's hands.

   The bottom of her eyes gradually became wet, and she stretched out her hands unconsciously, trying to cling to his shoulders, but she always failed repeatedly.

   In the next second, there was a hissing sound.

   "Si Qingchen!"

   The girl's flustered and low voice had no effect, only the breeze blew through, causing bursts of shivering.

   The wreckage of the white nightdress also slid down.

   This is the first time that Si Qingchen has destroyed a piece of clothing. Although it is not gentle, it is not too arrogant.

   But the coercive domineering still made Mu Qingcheng stunned and almost cried.

  Fortunately, the brakes were timely.

   He didn't lie to her, and he promised to keep the rights reserved for her, and he would never take it away.

   Twenty minutes later

  Si Qingchen held a small group of "wronged Baba" in his arms and rested against the bedside.

   Probably because he was too unexpected and excited, the little guy was all soft at the moment, as if he was bubbling with pink bubbles.

   But that little face, even though she was crying, she still stared at herself angrily.

   "You're going too far, Si Qingchen."

  The man squinted his eyes, turned over and pressed the person under him again, frowning unhappily and said,

   "What should you call me?"

  “.”

   Mu Qingcheng was angry and refused to speak.

  Si Qingchen leaned over and pressed one hand to drill in from the edge of the quilt.

   Mu Qingcheng instantly turned into a ball, squeezed the quilt tightly, and changed his tune hastily,

   "Brother Chen, Brother Chen, I understand. Don't. Don't come."

   That feeling of near extinction is enough only once.

   At this time, how could Mu Qingcheng think that Si Qingchen's "ability" was not just that.

   Extinction?

  Oh~ more than that.

   In later years she realized that he could even let her "dead and live" all night.

   (end of this chapter)