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Chapter 1161 A gentle night

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    Ye Sijue's eyes seemed to be filled with fire, trying to engulf Mucha whole.

    He endured it for a long time and finally got to the point.

    He leaned over domineeringly and kissed Mucha on the lips.

    This time the kiss was more passionate than before.

    Mucha could feel that the temperature on his lips was even hotter than before, and all her sweetness was taken away by Ye Sijue, and her mouth seemed to be swept away by a tornado.

    Mucha almost turned into a puddle of water.

    Ye Sijue held Mucha's shoulder with one hand and fanned the flames with the other hand

    Mucha felt as if there was an electric current with scalding heat passing through her body, shaking every nerve in her body.

    Mucha couldn't help but curl up her toes and make a tiny squeaking sound.

    This voice seemed to hit Ye Sijue¡¯s heart directly.

    He could no longer suppress it, everything just fell into place.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Ye Sijue finally came to an end.

    Just when Mucha was tired and ashamed to prepare to sleep, Ye Sijue kissed her lips again.

    ¡°Shanshan, do it again?¡±

    "" Mucha collapsed: "It's already past two o'clock"

    "Who told me to endure such a scream? I want my money back tonight with interest!"

    He once again bullied me.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, and I don¡¯t know how many times I did it. When the sky turned white, Mucha was exhausted and fell asleep.

    Although Ye Sijue still had more to say, he knew that Mucha was indeed very tired, so he did not continue to bully her.

    After he wiped Mucha's body, he went to take a shower himself.

    When he came out, Mucha was already fast asleep without even covering himself with a quilt.

    Ye Sijue smiled fondly, pulled the quilt and lay in, letting Mucha lie on his arm. The two fell asleep hugging each other, with a sweet and ambiguous smell in the air.

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    The world is the quietest at dawn.

    However, on the Internet, the world does not distinguish between day and night, as if all night owls are gathered together.

    Just when everyone was thinking that there seemed to be no gossip to talk about recently, a hot search came out.

    ¡°The words ¡°Wanyue Restaurant is a hit¡± were naturally pushed to the top of the search rankings.

    "Wanyue Restaurant? Isn't it owned by the Internet celebrity named Mucha? Why is it still a hot search item at this point?"

    Someone raised a question, but soon the replies in this comment almost exploded.

    ¡°Our goddess Mucha is not an Internet celebrity, she is just the spokesperson of Late Night Coffee House. As a spokesperson, she has only shot promotional videos and photos.¡±

    "Stop talking, owner, go and watch the live video. Those people who are black to Mucha are already queuing up at the door of the restaurant, waiting for a seat to eat."

    "There are too many people in the newly opened store. I plan to go to the old store for a meal tomorrow at noon. Please, I hope there are not so many people queuing up in the old store."

    With a confused look on his face, the poster followed the netizen¡¯s instructions and clicked on a live replay video.

    I saw a group of people questioning whether the dumplings at the tasting stall in front of Mucha's store could be so delicious.

    However, the slap in the face of the century happened.

    Not only did the anti-fans rush to eat the dumplings, they also lined up quietly to get ready to eat in the restaurant.

    The host was confused.

    "Is it really so delicious? Is it just hype?"

    He questioned again.

    This time, the reply is no longer text, but photos of delicious food that make people feel hungry just by looking at them.

    The photos, without exception, are all dishes from Wanyue Restaurant.

    "Gulu."

    The poster swallowed his saliva and decided immediately: He also wanted to queue up to eat and watch!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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