"Is Marshal Sheng so demanding that he scares you to bully him?"
Mu Zhaohong didn¡¯t know where to turn her face, but Ji Xia found it funny.
She took a step forward and suddenly leaned down, breathing into Mu Zhao's ear, "Is he big? Is he big enough to be comfortable?"
Mu Zhao covered his face, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a few words: "Youwhy are you like this"
Ji Xia asked, as if she was really curious: "Really, is it easy to use?"
Mu Zhao was so overwhelmed by her hot breath that she finally raised her face and looked at her shyly, "Didn't youhave this happened before? You ask me?"
Ji Xia blinked, as if recalling, "Well, it's been too long. I only remember the pain, not the comfort."
¡°What¡¯s more, the man was very restrained in this regard. In order to borrow seeds, she spent a lot of effort to succeed.
So, that night, she ran away in a hurry.
¡°Actually, Mu Zhao didn¡¯t think that kind of thing was very enjoyable. Judging from her several experiences, it was indeed not pleasant.
She said: "Well, I feel uncomfortable too."
Ji Xia narrowed his eyes and insinuated: "Can't it be Sheng Shuai? No wonder some people say that big, muscular men are not even good at using guns."
After she finished speaking, the man who suddenly appeared on the tail of her syllable said sullenly: "I asked you to arrange for her to rest. How about you drag her to chat with you and study my life?"
Ji Xia opened her mouth in fright, hurriedly raised her body, saluted the man as a leader and ran away.
In the lounge, Mu Zhao and the man were the only ones left.
Mu Zhao still had some unresolved grievances in his heart, so he turned around and buried his head in the pillow.
"Uncomfortable? Am I not doing well?"
After asking two questions in succession, he bowed his head and dug the woman out of the bed.
The four eyes collided, and the atmosphere was tense.
Mu Zhao was still a little aggrieved. His previous attitude and his current attitude were not good. She turned her face away, and the next second her face was straightened again.
"Mu Zhao!" The man read her name, "I'm very angry now, you want to comfort me, okay?"
Mu Zhao¡¯s eyes widened in disbelief, and she even laughed out loud because it was so ridiculous.
Sheng Xixiu was filled with displeasure at her mocking laughter. After a few seconds of silence, he released her jaw and stood up to leave.
He did take a step forward, but the little woman grabbed the hem of his clothes at this moment.
He turned his head and saw her kneeling on the quilt, her knees leaning against the edge of the bed, maybe the kind that could be lifted off the bed.
Sheng Xixiu frowned silently, his dark eyes looked at her silently for five or six seconds before he landed on her fingers that were holding the hem of his clothes, "Let go!"
Instead of letting go, the little girl clenched tighter, causing many wrinkles in his ironed clothes.
Of course he was not unhappy because his clothes were wrinkled. What he was unhappy about was that she hinted time and time again that he did not want to have children.
He looked at her palm-sized face carefully for a few seconds, and felt that she was taking the initiative to be coquettish and begging for peace, so he turned around completely.
He clasped her chin with his long fingers, leaned forward, and spoke in a sexy and deep voice that was almost close to her ear bones: "You know why I'm angry, eh?"
Mu Zhao spoke this time, and she blinked: "I'm still aggrieved."
The man chuckled, and his cool and delicious breath rippled on the tip of her nose, "Are you wronged? What do you have to be wronged about, Little Princess Mu? Oh, it's Mrs. Sheng. Come and tell me, born as a Sheng Xiao Madam, where have I made you feel wronged?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com