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After Mu An'an finished speaking, he really shut up.
Zong Zhengyu leaned on the sofa, flipping through the Meditation Sutra.
In the whole room, apart from the sound of Zong Zhengyu flipping through the pages of the book, there was only the sound of Mu An's slightly nervous breathing.
certainly.
There was also Qiye's breathing.
However, this man was too steady, and Mu Anan could barely hear his strange breathing.
And it is consumed bit by bit over time.
Mu Anan's mood became more and more tense.
Because Zong Zhengyu didn't intend to continue talking at all, let alone let go of her restraint.
Seventh Master was reticent to begin with, and usually would not say a word throughout the day.
Mu Anan was used to this man's silence, but he couldn't get used to the silence in this posture.
It was quiet for about three to five minutes.
Mu Anan chose to take the initiative to ask, "Qiye, can you tell me when are you going to let me go?"
"When telling the truth."
Zong Zhengyu never took his eyes off the Meditation Sutra, and it was easy to return it.
Mu Anan pursed her lips.
It was only at this time that I felt that the lower lip seemed to be a little broken.
A little hard dead skin.
I guess I got drunk yesterday or something.
Mu Anan bit off the dead skin, and then sucked again.
It smells a little like blood.
Mu Anan took two more puffs, making sure that nothing could be sucked out, so she let go of her lower lip.
She said, "I saw the Weibo of Fuguihua who sent me a WeChat message, saying that at the masked ball, Tang Mi will cook rice with you, and then you will make your relationship public. After the masked ball, Tang Mi She will completely assume the identity of the wife of the seventh young lady of the real sect politician."
What Mu Anan said later became lighter and lighter.
At the beginning, I still looked at Zongzheng Yu, but I didn't dare to look at the back, and stared directly at the ceiling.
The heart is still very tense.
And Zong Zhengyu over there had put down the Meditation Sutra, and looked at Mu An'an silently.
Mu Anan began to bite her lower lip again.
After being bitten repeatedly by Mu An'an, her rosy lips became extremely red and wet.
Zongzheng Yu's throat was a little tight.
Reached out and tugged at the tie, looking away.
Mu An'an's voice sounded again in the room, "I don't like Tang Mi."
After finishing speaking, Mu Anan suddenly turned his head and looked at Zong Zhengyu, "Master Qi, I don't like Tang Mi!"
Very dislike.
Not only Tang Mi.
It's because Zong Zhengyu doesn't like any woman besides Mu An'an.
Mu Anan lowered his eyes, "I thought, once you succeed, you won't even return to Jiangcheng."
In the end, she stayed in Jiangcheng, guarding an isolated city, waiting for someone who would not return.
Just thinking about this kind of scene, Mu An'an felt his heart tingle.
Can not accept.
Suddenly, I didn't want to say anything.
As for Zong Zhengyu, who was sitting on the sofa, he was waiting for a complete explanation from Mu An'an.
But at the moment when he looked at the child lying on the bed and lowered his eyes, Zongzheng Yu felt distressed.
It was a very helpless feeling.
Lonely and sensitive.
It's so fragile that even a slight blink of an eye can hurt this child.
Zong Zhengyu got up from the sofa and approached Mu An'an.
As Zong Zhengyu approached, Mu An'an's drooping eyelashes trembled, and he slowly raised his head.
There is a bit of caution hidden in the black and white apricot eyes.
"Qiye, is it not good for me to be like this?" Mu Anan said in a very soft voice, "It seems that I have to rely on you and never want to grow up."
Don't be with him.
Apart from other things, Mu An'an really wanted to be a child by Master Qi's side forever.
But being a child has no love.
She is very greedy.
The greedy one not only wants to be Qi Ye's exclusive favor, but also wants to be a cinnabar mole on Qi Ye's heart.
"Then never grow up."
Zong Zhengyu said directly, and when he leaned over, he placed a kiss on Mu An'an's forehead, "Be a good boy by my side forever, Qiye loves you."
After finishing speaking, Zong Zhengyu twitched and tore off the long tie that bound Mu An'an.
Mu Anan is on the bed??Turned over, and the quilt spread out naturally.
The cool wind blew on the skin, bringing a bit of coolness.
It was only then that Mu An'an realized that his body, which was tightly wrapped in the bedding, was soaked through.
She struggled half kneeling and half sitting on the bed, reaching out to Zong Zhengyu, pitifully.
Zong Zhengyu took off his coat and covered Mu An'an.
I wanted to take her hand, but Mu Anan insisted on holding it up and said.
With grievance and stubbornness on her fair little face, she just stared straight at Zong Zhengyu.
Just insist on him hugging.
If you don't hug, you can't get through.
"Master Seven"
Mu Anan called out softly.
Zong Zhengyu's hand that was clasping her arm suddenly lost strength. With a helpless sigh, he clasped Mu An'an's waist instead, and carried her off the bed.
Mu An'an leaned on Zong Zhengyu's shoulder, closed his eyes, and felt Qi Ye's temperature and smell.
Very greedy.
She sucked greedily.
If it wasn't for worrying that Master Qi would throw her away, Mu An'an really wanted to put a kiss on Master Qi's neck.
It is best to have a strawberry.
Not enough strawberries.
The kind that takes a bite and leaves a scar.
In this way, as long as Zong Zhengyu appears, everyone will notice the marks on his neck.
Everyone will know that this man has a master.
pity.
Mu An'an is not qualified now.
She lay quietly on Zongzheng Yu's shoulders, her legs naturally wrapped around Qiye's waist, tightly wrapped.
Those long white legs, because they were wrapped too tightly, had red marks on the inner seat.
Zong Zhengyu said, "Kid, relax."
"I don't want to." Mu An'an was very headstrong, but entangled him even tighter.
Zong Zhengyu almost blurted out a word of warning.
But seeing the child curled up into a ball in her arms, looking pitiful, she couldn't bear it.
In the end, Zong Zhengyu simply let the child hang on him.
When he walked towards the bathroom, he deliberately slowed down.
Zong Zhengyu deliberately slowed down the distance that usually takes two to three minutes, and walked for nearly ten minutes before reaching the door of the bathroom.
He said, "Child, it's time to come down."
Mu Anan didn't want to, he wrapped his hands tightly around Zong Zhengyu's neck, and kept rubbing his face on his shoulders.
is also shaking his head in protest.
Zong Zhengyu: "Come down and take a shower, I'm completely soaked."
After finishing speaking, he paused for a few seconds and added, "I will catch a cold."
"But I don't want to." Mu Anan's voice was muffled, especially aggrieved, "I don't want to let go."
Today's children are very clingy.
Although she used to be coquettish and clingy, she was also obedient.
Just a few reminders, and you will restrain yourself very well.
But today Mu An'an refused.
The voice is still naive.
Zong Zhengyu coaxed patiently, and patted her head, "Now go take a bath first, I want to hug, come out to hug after washing, huh?"
Mu Anan shook his head, "I can't bear it, I'm afraid. I'm afraid that if you let go, you'll go to Tang Mi."
"No." Zongzheng said with certainty, "I promise."
However, Mu An'an still hugged her tightly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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