It is no longer a surging galloping, no longer a strong and violent impact, but a gentle, considerate rhythm that is mainly her, and even a fear of suppressing her.

The gentle and lingering feeling, with endless pity and love, is like playing nails on the piano. The graceful songs overflow from the fingertips, and the piano blooms in an instant...

It took a long time, and it seemed to stop and continue, like the cool song "High Mountains and Flowing Water" in summer evening, melodious and melodious...

Finally, as the last note fell on the fingertip, everything returned to static, but in the quiet lounge, the ambiguous breath could not be dissipated for a long time, and the woman's gasps and the man's gasps were still slightly alternating.

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Seeing her glaring angry and pushing him hard, he suddenly remembered it, so he quickly turned over and lay down beside her, and once again took her into her arms, pressed her forehead against her forehead, and murmured softly: "I'm sorry,

Wife, I really couldn't help myself just now, although I also know that your situation is...somewhat is not suitable..."

"What a shame?" Mu Ru scoffed at his words and continued to push his body with his hands: "Last night, you couldn't help it, right?"

"Mu Ru," he called her in a low voice, pushed her hard and grabbed her in the palm of his hand, and then said softly: "Don't I tell you anymore, I haven't touched except you, except you

Have passed another woman.”

"What do you mean is that the photo in the newspaper is fake?" Mu Ru's face quickly surged with mockery, reminding her faintly: "Can the photo be from PS?"

"That photo is not from PS," Dongfang Mo quickly explained to her: "This was the case last night..."

After listening to Dongfang Mo's explanation, Mu Ru was silent for a moment, then pushed him away and stood up. While getting out of bed, she said: "Even if Tang Lili came to kiss you on purpose, it means you are a dog shit.

, So there are so many flies buzzing around you, and I am not a flies, so I won’t circle around you.”

Dongfang Mo was so amused and laughed at her metaphor, and couldn't help but reach out and pull her arm, pull her into her arms again, pressed her head on her chest, kissed her forehead and said softly: "Mu Ru

, Whether I am a flower or an ugly shit, I only exist for you. If it is a flower, it only exudes fragrance for you. If it is a smelly shit, it only releases the smell for you."

Mu Ru was hugged too tightly by him. Seeing that he didn't let her go after he finished speaking, he couldn't help but shout: "Dongfang Mo, do you want me to go to the bathroom to clean it? Could it be that you still think it's on the bed and the floor

Not dirty enough?”

Dongfang Mo reacted, then bent down and picked her up: "Let's go take a bath together, bath together!"

Mu Ru was so angry that she beat him with her hands. Who would take a bath with him?

Of course, no matter whether Muru wanted or not, the mandarin bath was ready. Dongfang Mo put her in the bathtub. Because it was not a double bathtub, he could only lie alone, so he took a towel to help her serve her.

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"You once helped me take a shower, but now it's my turn to take a shower," he smiled while wiping her body with a towel: "Serving my wife is the most beautiful job..."
Chapter completed!