The Boss is Very Busy

It was quiet for a long while.

He didn't say a word, MuMian thought he was unhappy again, and just wanted to organize the language to coax.

She will wait a little longer.

As soon as the thought crossed his head, there was a rustling movement in her ears, and the general girl looked over.

The little majesty was silent, and turned around slowly, his white fingers grabbed the clothes of the person next to him, his eyes lowered, and his cheeks stained with red clouds couldn't really be seen in the dark environment.

A few seconds later, he said: "...Hmm."

MuMian looked at him.

Then the little majesty raised his head and suddenly covered it gently, and his slender body approached. In the darkness, the young man accurately grasped the girl's palm and held it again.

The sudden action of the other party made MuMian subconsciously move, "Xi Quan..."

The boy squeezed again suddenly. The moonlight was cold and white, and the light made his cheeks white and cold. He quietly straightened the corners of his lips and curled up his eyelashes. He drooped and covered his cold pupils. .

Xi Quan's complexion suddenly stopped. He seemed to hesitate, his eyes trembled, and he finally spoke.

"...Wife owner."

It was just two words that were light and fluttering, and two red clouds were added to the white and tender cheeks of the young man, and the color was dyed to the tips of his ears.

MuMian raised its eyebrows and was a little surprised when it heard this name. In the end, all of a sudden bad thought was just lying down calmly and lazily raising eyelashes, "Huh?"

"..."

Will a little more response die? Xi Quan's eyes squinted, and the red ear tips couldn't get rid of the heat.

Anyway, since you have already reached this point, don't mind continuing, right?

With such thoughts in his head, the boy blushed with his expressionless little face, lowered his head, and kissed gently with his thin lips.

He moved gently, unskilled, but did not let go.

The slender and cool fingertips have slowly moved down to the girl’s clothing belt, his breath sinking, his thin lips touched her soft eartips, the breath of breath sprayed, and the boy dumbed his voice: "Then I will come. Up."

MuMian hadn't spoken yet, the boy suddenly kissed him again, his hair swept across his skin, leaving a itch.

He lowered his eyes and interlocked his fingers. After a lot of time, the young man slowly raised the corners of his lips, as if revealing a small milk cat with a fox's tail that had been hidden for a long time. He asked with a slightly messy breath: "Wife-lord."

He kissed softly along his ear, "Satisfied?"

"..."

-

After MuMian got up, Xi Quan was no longer on the bed. She called her subordinates and heard the report from the other party that Wu Yu had already put the medicine in Mu Yan's food. She did not have any doubts for the time being.

And Mu Yan seemed to be in a good mood, she seemed to think that MuMian was on the verge of death, so she was very happy.

MuMian couldn't help laughing. It will take a while for the medicine to recur, so the general raised his eyebrows lightly: "Then make her happy for a while."

After all, she would only be happy for a while in her life.

After the subordinates finished the report, they left. Xi Quan just came back. When he saw the **** the bed, he paused for a while and walked over.

MuMian looked slender and beautiful until the teenager approached. He sat down with a faint expression. The little majesty wore a plain shirt today, without powder, and still beautiful enough to make people unable to remove their eyes.

MuMian coughed and asked: "Where have you been?"

Xi Quan sat down with his sleeves dignifiedly, and when he heard that he raised his eyes, there was no emotion in his expression.

"... I made some soup for you."