¡°I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s a man¡¯s or a woman¡¯s.¡±
Mu Zhao looked at him, "You took a shower on the plane?"
Sheng Xixiu nodded, "Yes."
In fact, not only did he wash it on the plane, he also washed it at least three times before getting on the plane.
He thought that nothing would happen.
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"Take your shirt off!" Mu Zhao stared at his shirt, wishing he could poke a hole under that shirt. Why did he wear it so tightly? "Sheng Xixiu, have you done something sorry for me? Already?"
After Mu Zhao finished speaking, she raised her eyes to look at him.
The man¡¯s expression was very calm, his eyes were as dark as ink, his thin lips pursed into a cold arc, and he did not deny it immediately.
She felt her heart twitch at that moment.
She lowered her eyes, curled her hands into fists, and forced down the discomfort in her heart, "Aren't you going to explain it to me?"
Sheng Xixiu approached her, pulled her into his arms forcefully, and let her face rest on his shoulder. His voice was low and vague: "Do you believe me?"
Mu Zhao felt sour in her heart. Why didn't he explain it instead and asked her if she trusted him?
Did something really happen?
In that photo, the hot woman with unknown appearance and figure was riding on his waist, and his eyes were blurred and intoxicated
Why?
Niannian said that 80% of men will cheat during pregnancy, is that true?
Why can¡¯t you control your lower body?
¡°So what ifit was set up?
If he was intentional, how could his identity be framed by someone?
Mu Zhao is the kind of master who will never condone men making mistakes in this regard. Once something happens, it will be irreversible.
She pushed him away, her eyes as cold as a river flowing under the moonlight, "How can I believe you if you don't say anything?"
After she finished speaking, she reached out to unbutton the man's buttons. Sheng Xixiu held her wrist to prevent her from continuing, "Do you really not believe me?"
Mu Zhao growled and cried loudly: "Then you let me see it?"
Mu Zhao was rarely so sad in front of Sheng Xixiu. When they were at their worst, she cried even harder than this time.
But it is definitely not this kind of sadness. The previous sadness was filled with helplessness, hatred, or helplessnessbut those are nothing compared to this.
Her sadness is the kind of great grievance derived from being emotionally insulted in a strict sense.
Sheng Xixiu felt sorry for her and let go of her wrist. Mu Zhao opened the collar of his shirt in just a few clicks.
Her pupils contracted violently, her voice choked up, and she didn't say anything again for a long time.
No one spoke anymore. Mu Zhao seemed to have had all his strength taken away in an instant, and he fell limply backwards.
Sheng Xixiu had cut her waist with his arm and tried to explain, but was slapped in the face by Mu Zhao, "I want to calm down!"
"Xin'er"
"Don't call me! I need to calm down! Please get out of here!" After Mu Zhao said with difficulty, he wrapped himself in a quilt and faced inside, closing his eyes, silent tears rolling out of his eyes like a rising tide.
Those dense scratches and hickeys, what else is there to explain?
It¡¯s not just the collarbone, it¡¯s the whole thing, extending all the way to the lower abdomen
how so?
Is it her?
Why did she do that?
Why do you want to beat a mandarin duck?
Is Sheng Qing really her biological father? Are they really half-brothers and sisters?
So, who is Xiang Nan¡¯s husband Tang Sheng? What does her husband have to do with the Shengs?
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Sheng Xixiu didn't leave immediately. This happened so suddenly that it caught him off guard. He even felt like he couldn't explain it. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com