Kuai Chuan is saving the mad villain every day

Chapter 167 The Soft and Sweet Little Poor

And the girl in his arms continued, "Mozhi, I didn't think about it properly. If you don't like the scene with Xiao Ran, I won't act."

No matter how powerful Xiao Ran is, he is still a failed hero, so it's not as important as admiration.

She just needs to hold on to Muzhi.

Mu Zhi finally felt the suppressed darkness in his heart quietly dissipate, his slender white hands gently covered the girl's thin and weak shoulders.

"Nanmeng," his voice was hoarse to the extreme.

Even though he lived in a greenhouse family since childhood, Ke Muzhi understands that in this era of patriarchy, he is just an inferior person who pleases women.

Never deserves to be treated equally.

So even if he is unwilling, he can only hide it in his stomach.

But the girl in front of him repeatedly shocked his mentality and completely occupied his heart.

What should I do?

"Mozhi, don't you believe me?" The girl who couldn't wait for a response whispered.

"If Muzhi still thinks that I am shameless and that I am lying to you, then I will stay away from Muzhi in the future, and I will never bother you again."

She leaves his arms.

The young man opened his eyes slightly, his handsome and elegant face was a little at a loss.

not like this.

Seeing that he still didn't speak, the girl smiled at him, turning sideways as if ready to leave.

"Mozhi, then I won't bother..."

Before she finished speaking, her hand was suddenly grabbed, and Gu Meng fell into a warm embrace, brushing her hair with a big hand, and supporting her head vigorously.

She was forced to look up and greeted a thorough, breathless kiss.

The other party's tall nose was pressed against hers, and his soft lips tremblingly sealed hers, extremely soft.

His other hand fell into the collar, trembling hot.

Gu Meng's face turned red, and she held onto his waist helplessly.

His white clothes revealed the coolness of the night, Gu Meng's knuckles touched his girdle, the cold and smooth touch, with a little hardness, hit the apex of her heart, making her hands tremble inexplicably.

While breathing, Gu Meng heard the sound of clothes falling to the ground.

She suddenly stopped.

He raised his hand to hold down those swimming hands.

The young man slightly opened his eyes, his light-colored and indifferent eyes were smudged with a deep color.

"Mo Zhi, it's not the time," the girl was panting, her eyes sparkling, but she held his hand restrainedly, "Wait a minute, we will get married in half a month."

The time is wrong and the place is wrong.

Although he really wanted to, Gu Meng knew that the absurdity of the last time was enough, and once again, if it was known by others, it would be disadvantageous for Muzhi.

Mu Zhi was silent, then lowered his eyes slowly, his voice was extremely low, "...can't wait."

It's true, can't wait.

He had never wanted someone so desperately.

But the girl in his arms stood on tiptoe, her soft thin lips gently covered his, and rubbed them flatteringly.

Then she looked at him pitifully with wet eyes.

Mu Zhi's knuckle-knuckle fingers paused slightly, and his deep eyes quietly looked at the girl's face.

In the end, he bent down silently, picked up the clothes on the ground, and obediently put them on for the girl.

Then his white chin rested lightly on the girl's shoulder, obediently motionless, but the sound of heartbeat could not be concealed.

Gu Meng smiled.

The boy in this plane is somewhat similar to the six-year-old Ayong in the second plane, and he is obedient and easy-going.

Therefore, we must take advantage of the present and come up with all the words we want to hear.

"Mozhi, let's get down to business. Did you completely accept me by doing what you did just now?"

(End of this chapter)