The warm little tongue circled through the fingertips and brought a strong sense of stimulation. Mo Chuanhang was instantly awakened while sinking.
Xia Zuo also realized that their behavior was too intimate now, so he opened his mouth and bit his finger hard and said, "Bah, it's so dirty!"
The thick-skinned Mo Chuanhang hugged her waist and threw her on the sofa, rubbing his head in her arms: "My wife, don't dislike me~"
Xia Zuo quilted his stomach and said, "Get out!!"
He rolled to the other end of the sofa, his eyes shining with a little bear and pillowed him, "Woooo, my wife dislikes me...Woooo, no one wants Hanghang... Hanghang is so pitiful
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Airlines, airlines?
As he raised all kinds of stinginess from the soles of his feet to his forehead, Xia Zuo grabbed another pillow beside him and smashed it over: "Disgusting!"
Mo Chuanhang swept the pillow that hit him and bounced open back to him and hugged him silently, looking at Xia Zuo with an expression of "I love you, I love you without regrets" and said, "My wife...
Although, although you don’t want me anymore and are so cruel to me, I will still love you all the time!"
Xia Zuo, who was thundered in an instant, picked up the crystal fruit plate on the table and threw it at him without saying a word. Mo Chuanhang quickly got up and ran to her and smiled flatteringly: "My wife, I'm wrong, I'm wrong."
Yes, I know I was wrong..."
"You're still here?!"
After slapping Mo Chuanhang, the dead monster, a hundred times, Xia Zuo felt that he was sweating again, and the shower just now was wasted...
"I'll go back first." Xia Zuo said.
"I'm going back so late?" Mo Chuanhang was surprised. He thought she would stay here tonight.
"Yes." Xia Zuo closed the bath towel that he was about to slide down, "because... there was no change of clothes."
She walked back to her bathroom and put on her old clothes. Mo Chuanhang kept sitting quietly on the living room floor and watching her leave.
"Zo." He called her at the moment she closed the door.
"Um?"
"Agree." He lowered his head and smiled, "You can't let him go."
The hand holding the doorknob trembled, and Xia Zuo threw down a "goodbye" and left in a hurry.
The smile on Mo Chuanhang's face became more bitter. He turned his head and looked straight at the half-open clothes that were full of cabinets in it.
The curve of the corners of his mouth became bigger and bigger, and finally he couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Xia Zuo, just admit it, you can't let go of Mu Xia You."
But is he qualified to laugh at her?
Over the years, he has never let go of her...
He knew that she could not belong to him.
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He ran all the way in panic, and when the small villa came into view, Xia Zuo felt inexplicably relieved.
Sure enough, is the place where You are here the home?
From the window, I saw that the house was pitch black. Xia Zuo thought to himself, Yu must have been asleep, right?