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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Three

In the bathroom, the air was agitated.

The man held the little person in his arms, frowning and breathing heavily.

Fu Lingxiao never thought that his desire for this little girl had become so strong that just touching her skin was enough to make his strong self-control almost collapse!

The plan to give the little girl a bath ended in failure.

Fu Lingxiao carried Mu Xing out of the bathtub, pulled off the towel, wrapped her up and placed her on the sink. Just as he was about to reach into the towel to help her take off her underwear, the little girl suddenly opened her eyes.

He tilted his little head and stared at him with water-cut eyes.

Her eyes were drunken and misty, but you could feel that she was looking at her very seriously, as if she was thinking about something.

Fu Lingxiao said nothing and looked at her quietly.

After a moment, the girl suddenly rushed towards him, her petite body bumped into his solid chest. Before he could worry about whether the little thing was hurt by the collision, her soft lips covered his thin lips.

The girl kissed him very urgently and fiercely, holding his face with her small fleshy hands, and her lilac-tinted tongue went straight in, occupying his mouth and tongue forcefully.

Fu Lingxiao had never felt such a passionate little girl. For a moment, he couldn't resist. He tightly wrapped his arms around the soft body and responded to her with doubled enthusiasm.

Lips and teeth are attached to each other, and the man's heartbeat is abnormal.

He really, really likes this little thing.

five minutes...

Ten minutes...

Fifteen minutes...

A full twenty minutes passed, and the girl still had no intention of ending the kiss, but he clearly felt that she was exhausted and even breathing became a little difficult.

He liked the little thing's enthusiasm, but he still let her go. If he continued to kiss like this, the little thing would be suffocated.

Fu Lingxiao pinched her shoulders and pushed her away gently, but the little girl kept trying to press against him. Her little fleshy hands grabbed his arm uneasily, "Uncle, I want a hug..."

His expression was aggrieved, as if he was about to cry.

The drunk little girl seemed to be particularly greedy for him.

He raised his lips and smiled softly, hugging her into his arms again.

The little man was obviously not satisfied with this. He raised his head and pouted his mouth, "Uncle, kiss..."

Fu Lingxiao lowered his head and pecked her tender lips, "Be good, take off the clothes underneath first, before you catch a cold by wearing them again."

"No! I want a kiss!"

The usually well-behaved little girl suddenly lost her temper.

Xuenen's little face was flushed, her mouth was pouted, and her misty eyes were a little willful. Fu Lingxiao had never seen the little girl look like this. She was so cute that he just wanted to pamper her and give her all the rights to be willful.

"Okay, kiss you."

He leaned forward and kissed her gently.

He put one hand into the bath towel, took off his wet underwear, picked up the little person and walked out of the bathroom, and put her on the bed. The two lips were always attached to each other and never separated for half a second.

It didn't take long for the little girl to completely lose her strength. She was caged under the man, obediently accepting the lingering affection brought to her by those thin lips.

After a long and deep kiss, Fu Lingxiao felt that he could no longer control himself and hurriedly moved his thin lips away.

The girl hugged his waist very reliantly and refused to let him leave. He could only lie down on his side, pulled the little girl into his arms, took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and said softly: "Good boy, close your eyes and sleep.

.”

"Little uncle."

However, the girl did not close her eyes obediently. Instead, she raised her head and looked at the man. There was a tiny light in her eyes, but her eyes were a little erratic, and she was clearly still drunk.

Fu Lingxiao lowered his eyes, "What's wrong?"

"Can you please not fall in love with Lan Xuan?"

The soft voice was slightly choked.

Fu Lingxiao was slightly startled, but then realized that the little thing had probably seen the news in the morning.

So her abnormal behavior just now was not only because of being drunk, but more because of the news, right?

He didn't want to guess what the little girl was thinking, so he asked directly: "Why?"

"I don't know, I just think that you are in love with her and I can no longer kiss and hug you. I feel so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable..."

The girl's face was helpless, and there were tears in her eyes.

A drunk girl is completely defenseless and all her emotions are exposed honestly.

Fu Lingxiao's heart trembled. Does this little thing care about him so much? Just thinking about it can make him so sad.

He lowered his head and kissed her eyes, "Little fool, I won't fall in love with her."

Beautiful eyes sparkled, "Really?"

Fu Lingxiao nodded solemnly, "Really, I won't fall in love with anyone other than her."

I just want you.

So little thing, grow up quickly.

"Well...little uncle."

Mu Xing put her face against the man's strong chest, rubbed it happily, and then suddenly became unresponsive.

Fu Lingxiao looked down and saw that the little girl was asleep.

He couldn't help but curl his lips and chuckle, admiring the little thing's cute sleeping face for a while, then gently took out his hand, covered her with the quilt, pressed a kiss on her forehead, stood up and walked into the bathroom, picked up the clothes and left.

The next morning.

Mu Xing woke up from a hangover and found herself wrapped in a bath towel and sleeping on her own bed, but she couldn't remember how she came back.

She covered her dizzy head and got up to change clothes. After washing, she went downstairs.

The man had already gotten up and was sitting in the living room watching financial news. When he saw Mu Xing coming down, he turned off the TV and looked at her, "Come here."

"Little uncle, it's so early today."

Mu Xing walked up to the man and wanted to throw herself into his arms, but hesitated because she didn't know yet whether her uncle was in love with Lan Xuan.

But she couldn't ask her little uncle what to do...

Fu Lingxiao took in all her frowns and frowns. It was obvious that the little thing was broken into pieces again. He had no memory of what happened last night, so he had such hesitation.

He gently clasped the slender wrist, pulled her into his arms, and patiently explained to her: "That news is a rumor. I am not in love with Lan Xuan, not now, and never in the future."

"..."

Mu Xing's eyes widened and she looked at the man in disbelief. How could her uncle know what she was thinking!

Fu Lingxiao smiled and pinched the little girl's cheek, "Remember, unless I tell you personally, don't believe any other news."

"Yeah."

The uncle was not in a relationship with Lan Xuan. Mu Xing was in a good mood instantly. He lay on the man's chest and rubbed it. Suddenly something occurred to him and he asked: "Uncle, was it you who picked me up and gave me a bath yesterday?"

The man thanked him.

Last time, her little uncle helped her change clothes, but only for outside clothes. She thought it was nothing, but this time he helped her take a bath...

Mu Xing's little face was embarrassed, her cheeks were flushed, "Then have you seen all of me?"

The little girl finally knows how to be shy?
Chapter completed!
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