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Chapter 22 You hug me

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    ¡°Then just give me my life.¡±

    Mu Zhao almost flashed his tongue: "What?"

    Sheng Xixiu: "You don't want to give me a son?"

    Please give her a cart full of regret medicine.

    She shouldn¡¯t have run out of Shengbao Camp, let alone the Sheng family¡¯s old residence to act like a monster.

    "There's nothing wrong with talking about something, it's not like hugging Mr. Sheng and talking about having a child."

    This is just great!

    What the hell, I dug an eternal grave for her!

    Mu Zhao didn¡¯t say anything, and the man¡¯s thin lips asked coldly: ¡°Why, you don¡¯t want to?¡±

    Mu Zhao said coquettishly: "Well, don't think I'm young, but I'm just a vicious and scheming bitchI'm afraid I won't give birth to a good bird. How about you be cautious and change it?"

    In response to her, Mu Zhao was so angry that he could vomit two liters of blood: "Don't be afraid, his father is an eagle, and he can give birth to good birds no matter what."

    "We really can't discuss it anymore?"

    "Yes! Why not?" The man said faintly, and suddenly smiled strangely, "How about you go and discuss it with the Lord of Hell?"

    Mu Zhao has a big head, "birth, birth, birth give birth to a football team"

    I guess it was the last football team that moved the man, and he finally showed mercy and started giving orders to save her.

    Two minutes later¡­

    The man rescued the dirty little poor man who was covered in mud safely.

    Mu Zhao was trembling with ice, standing in front of the man so weakly that he seemed about to fall down in the next second.

    She looked weak and looked back, raising her neck and staring at the man: "Asshole, take off your clothes, I'm cold."

    Sheng Xixiu not only lost her temper after being scolded, but she actually felt like she was getting a kick out of being scolded. She actually took off her long black trench coat and wrapped it tightly around her.

    "Can you leave?" The low-mellow voice was slightly drunken and bewildered.

    Mu Zhao¡¯s whole body was too cold.

    She grabbed the button on the man's chest with trembling fingers, and then she rested in his arms regardless of her own safety.

    "I'm going to die, please hold me."

    Sheng Xixiu stepped back in disgust almost as soon as she pressed against her: "You're so dirty, get off!"

    She was dirty as hell, but she was also freezing to death.

    Mu Zhao doesn¡¯t care, she doesn¡¯t care about face, image, or moral integrity at all now.

    She just wants to be warm, who told him to be warm?

    Thinking like this, Mu Zhao¡¯s dirty and cold little body moved further into the man¡¯s arms.

    "I don't care, I'm cold If you don't hug me, you will lose a delicate and soft bed partner Or, you let the subordinate behind you hug me"

    In addition to being cold, Mu Zhao also has a headache. It doesn¡¯t come in bursts, it¡¯s continuousincluding the back of his head.

    She had no shoes on her feet, her body was covered in water plants and mud, and she was so wet it was almost freezing.

    Fortunately, it's not windy yet.

    ¡°If the wind blows, she really won¡¯t survive tonight.

    Sheng Xixiu¡¯s face darkened. This damn woman is almost dead and she still wants to seduce a man.

    "You soiled my clothes!" When Sheng Xixiu said this, he had already picked up Mu Zhao, "It's time for you to lose weight."

    Mu Zhao secretly thought, I will not only stain your clothes, but also your face.

    With this thought in mind, she raised her arms and hugged the man's neck with evil intentions, deliberately holding the man's handsome face with her hands.

    "Adulter, you are so good-looking!" He said, showing his sincerity, and kissed the man between the eyebrows.

    The man who was so angry at first suddenly closed his frozen corners like a popped balloon.

    He pinched the woman's soft waist with his palm and said in a hoarse voice: "Now that I've soiled my face againhow are you going to repay it?"

    ps: According to the gangster: Just ask, is flesh compensation enough?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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