"Murong Ling, don't scare me!" Lu Zimo raised her hand and touched his forehead, which turned cold. She pushed him twice in fright.
"Murong Ling, Murong Ling, wake up, wake up quickly! I'm timid, don't scare me, okay?" Lu Zimo raised her hand again to test Murong Ling's breath, feeling that his breath was very weak.
She felt inexplicably frightened in her heart: "Murong Ling, wake up quickly, didn't you say you would always protect me? How can you not keep your word! What kind of man do you think you are if you leave me alone on this desert island like this?
ah!"
As he spoke, for some reason, Lu Zimo suddenly felt very sad and couldn't help crying. It had only been a few hours, but she seemed to have developed a strong sense of dependence on Murong Ling.
"Murong Ling, please don't scare me, please wake up quickly. Don't you like me? Don't you want to protect me? As long as you wake up, I will promise to be your girlfriend." Lu Zimo wiped her tears and held back.
Murong Ling's hand was crying and talking randomly.
Murong Ling, who had accidentally fallen asleep just now and had been pretending to sleep after being woken up by Lu Zimo, heard her words and suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the beach: "Momo, do you mean what you say?"
Lu Zimo, who was crying sadly, saw him suddenly wake up. She didn't realize for a moment that he had just deceived her, and she threw herself into his arms in excitement: "Murong Ling, you're awake, it's great. I thought
You are leaving me alone!"
As he spoke, Lu Zimo's tears flowed out again.
Murong Ling stretched out his hand and carefully wiped away her tears: "Fool, how could I leave you alone!"
The morning sun rose from the sea level, and the sunlight just fell on Lu Zimo's face. Although her hair was messy and her body was embarrassed, the look of surprise in her crying still made Murong Ling's heart move.
He gently held her little face and looked at her affectionately: "Momo, I love you. Can you be my girlfriend?"
Then, without waiting for Lu Zimo's reply, he lowered his head and kissed her cold, pale lips.
"Well -" Lu Zimo was still immersed in the surprise that Murong Ling was fine. Being kissed by him so suddenly, she was stunned at first, and then instinctively wanted to refuse.
However, how could Murong Ling give her a chance to refuse? He pressed her down on the beach with all his strength.
There was a faint taste of sea water on his lips, as gentle as the spring wind, which made people feel beautiful and comfortable. Lu Zimo's mind went blank. She was actually a little intoxicated by this beautiful touch.
Under Murong Ling's slow guidance, her body gradually relaxed, and she unconsciously stretched out her arms to hook the other person's neck, wanting to absorb more warmth and beauty.
The atmosphere between the two people gradually heated up.
Lu Zimo felt that her cold body gradually became a little hot in Murong Ling's arms, and a strange and unfamiliar desire spread in her body.
In confusion, she wanted to speak to stop him, but the sound she made made people blush.
Lu Zimo suddenly woke up, pushed Murong Ling away with all her strength, and then slapped him in the face.
Murong Ling, who was immersed in this beauty and sweetness, was stunned by her. He covered his cheek and looked at her aggrievedly.
Lu Zimo's face was as red as an apple. She didn't dare to look at Murong Ling. She lowered her head and asked angrily: "Murong Ling, you, you bastard, who asked you to kiss me."
Only then did Murong Ling realize that the little girl in front of him might have become angry from shame.
However, he didn't care so much anymore. This girl was the treasure he had hidden in his heart for so many years. How could he, Murong Ling, let go so easily.
So, he stretched out his arm and domineeringly pulled Lu Zimo into his arms, trapping her: "Momo, you just said that if I wake up, you will be my girlfriend."
As he spoke, he breathed softly into her ear: "It should be natural for me to kiss my girlfriend!"