The dreamlike mist rushed towards us, and Huo Yanting's brain was once again chaotic and upset.

Although Su Mu in front of him had already put on a T-shirt and big shorts, the other naked/exposed skin seemed to be broken.

With the fog, the bitter little face seemed to have faded away the usual sallow and dullness, and the eyes were moistened with water. A pink cherry lips in the white complexion were decorated with appropriate advantages.

The eyes can't be moved away!

Huo Yanting couldn't hide the desire to get close to him, he wanted to rub his lips with his hands and taste the powder.

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

The heavy breathing sounds and the heartbeat that exploded seem particularly clear at this moment.

Huo Yanting's black eyes are shining, and reason is on the verge of collapse in the face of desire...

Su Mu endured the panic and uneasiness in his heart and said casually: "Captain, I'm done washing, you wash it."

As he said that, he pretended to be calm and passed by Huo Yanting.

A wisp of fragrant fragrance that seemed to be there and not existed and penetrated into the nasal cavity again.

"Wait!" Huo Yanting reached out and grabbed Su Mu's arm. The softness and delicateness conveyed from his palm made the rational city wall that he had finally built collapse again.

Su Mu's body stiffened and thought to himself that it was not good. Could it be that his pretended calmness was seen through by the Living Hell King, thinking that she was trying to cover up the secret of a woman dressed as a man and could not be completely protected?

He looked up slightly and asked in a little confused manner: "Captain, is there anything wrong?"

The glutinous voice made Huo Yanting crazy, thinking... there was an indescribable feeling running around in his body.

After a while, he spoke coldly: "Don't rely on your youth, you should keep warm or keep warm."

Su Mu let out a deep breath and raised his lips slightly: "Thank you, captain, too."

"Yes." Huo Yanting responded lightly, and his strong palms were paused and released Su Mu's arm, as if he was giving up, as if he was determined...

That night, Su Mu was still curled up against the bed, her eyes closed, and dysmenorrhea hit again like a tide.

During the day, I was completely devoted to training but forgot the pain. At this moment, I only felt someone twisting all the nerves in her lower abdomen together and pressing them deeply, making her so painful that she couldn't breathe.

On the side, Huo Yanting stared at the curled back that looked helpless, which seemed to be Gu Yuan, stretched his slender arms forward, and then immediately shrank back.

Release your palm, clench tightly, and repeat.

"Su Mu...Su Mu..." Huo Yanting called out a few lightly.

Su Mu, who was not asleep at all, dared not respond, for fear that the King of Hell would practice a crazy version of the two of them on the grounds that they had insomnia. She really had no strength.

Seeing that Su Mu did not respond, he stretched out his arms again, put his hand on Su Mu's arm, bounced his index finger and then slowly fell down.

Su Mu's whole body was tense, his pores were trembling, and his cells and plants were full of soldiers.

"You are like this, I... blame you for your mistake."

This faint self-talk rose in the quiet room, and the moonlight slowly shone, leaving only a room with tranquility.

The sound of uniform breathing gradually sounded, and Su Mu suddenly opened his eyes, trying to turn around to see the urge to sleep in the living Hell, but he didn't dare.

Gradually she fell asleep, her soul lying on the medicinal field in the space, and Tangyuan was standing by.

Su Mu, who was sleeping soundly, poked the dumplings and murmured with pain: "Silly woman, hold on for a few more days, your physical fitness will get better and better..."

The next day, Su Mu woke up earlier than Huo Yanting and finished washing up early to avoid the embarrassment of yesterday morning with the Living King of Hell.
Chapter completed!