He Is Warmer Than Time

Mu Mian looked at the man in front of him with blushing face: "You...you don't know how to be ashamed."

The countryside scenery is too beautiful, the evening breeze is swaying, Tang Ji'an is slightly lost, bows his head, and gently kisses her plump red lips...

Mu Mian was startled, his body stiffened, and he reached out and pushed him gently, whimpering softly.

There is still movement in the main room outside, and the aunt next door hasn't slept yet.

Tang Ji'an wrapped her waist with one hand, and held her face with the other, and kissed emotionally.

As if freed from the shackles of the city, he felt that he had been released. He kissed her soft and fragrant lips, feeling the more he couldn't stop, and the more he indulged in it.

The marriage between Xiao Ran and Jing Xing made him suddenly less afraid of marriage.

There was a positive couple around him, and he was healed after all.

Not everyone will be like his father and mother, and eventually separate and make a mess.

His Mu Mian is very good and very healed.

Mu Mian was kissed by him so that his eyes were foggy, and he leaned forward. Tang Ji'an clasped her waist, staring down at her, staring at her blurred eyes.

Once again, he had the most primitive impulse.

His kiss slowly descended, and he took a bite on her chin. Mu Mian snorted, and the voice of the aunt Wang outside came: "Deputy Chief, what's the matter? Is there a bug? Does it matter?"

Mu Mian was awake suddenly, pushed away the person in front of him, and said with an uneven breath: "Auntie, no...nothing, no bugs."

After speaking, I looked at the instigator sadly.

Tang Ji'an looked contemptuous and smiled openly.

Aunt's voice is still ringing: "It's warm now, so there may be small bugs or something. Don't be afraid, don't bite."

Muminner said, "Well, auntie, I see."

Tang Ji'an buckled her waist and walked back to the bed, on which was a satin quilt embroidered with large peony flowers, which looked very festive.

Tang Ji'an leaned over, took out a set of checkered pajamas from the suitcase, and then slowly stretched out his hands to unbutton his shirt.

Mu Mian dangled in silence, and whispered: "How do you sleep at night?"

Tang Ji'an took off his shirt, and Mu Mian turned his head away embarrassedly, a flash in his mind, and then blushed again.

Tang Ji'an put on his pajamas, then bowed his head to look at Mu Mian: "Don't you change your pajamas?"

Mu Mian uncomfortably took a set of pajamas out of his suitcase, and then looked at Tang Ji'an: "Turn off the lights."

Tang Ji'an was considerate, listened to her, and turned off the light in the room.

The light is off, but the moonlight is very bright. There is no curtain in the room here. Mu Mian squeezed his pajamas and did not move.

Tang Ji'an said softly: "Change it."

Mu Mian stretched out his hand and gently pushed his head: "You carry it on your back."

Tang Ji'an whispered, "I'm short-sighted, and the room is so dark, I can't see anything."

Mu Mian listened to the words of a certain big-tailed wolf and stretched out his hand and began to take off his clothes.

The man's expression is very religious, the moonlight is bright, and it is lightly trapped on her body, giving her a mysterious and holy feeling.

Tang Ji'an felt that he was doing it by himself.

He coughed slightly, turned his face away, didn't want to abuse himself again.

Mu Mian changed his pajamas neatly, then walked to the bed: "Just a bed, how do I sleep?"

As soon as the voice fell, someone grabbed his wrist and was taken to the bed.