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687. Chapter 687 You Are My Little Apple III

Xuehu immediately understood and took Zhao Qingqing's right hand with a smile, "Qingqing, let's continue to eat."

When Wang Yichen saw this, he was not to be outdone. He immediately grabbed Zhao Qingqing's left hand and said, "Qingqing, come with me and brother Luo Jian. This brother is unreliable."

"Kid, let go." Xuehu glared at Wang Yichen fiercely, holding Mu Mu's hand and saying, "Qingqing, come with me."

Wang Yichen: "Qingqing, follow me."

Blood Tiger: "..."

"let's go."

Lu Yifan didn't need to think of any tricks now, Mu Mu took the initiative to pull him away.

Leave the stalemate behind.

She doesn't want to starve to death.

The next day, Mu Mu was still having a meeting with Zhou Gong, and the tip of her nose was rubbed by something soft and itchy.

There was really no choice but to open my eyes.

Lu Yifan's enlarged handsome face was in front of her eyes.

She pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing, so early in the morning?"

As she spoke, she turned over and closed her eyes to continue sleeping.

Yifan Lu leaned in her ear and asked softly: "Do you still remember what you promised that day?"

Mu Mu shook his head and replied vaguely: "I don't remember."

At this time she just wants to sleep.

When Lu Yifan heard this, he frowned and was very unhappy. He slipped one hand from Mu Mu's clothes into her clothes and wanted to touch him.

Mu Mu still had his eyes closed and did not respond.

Yifan Lu moved his hand to her waist again, unzipped the elastic of her panties, and asked her in a threatening tone: "Really don't remember? Do you remember?"

Mu Mu was afraid that his hand would move further, so she nodded quickly and replied, "I seem to have remembered it."

She opened her eyes, squinted her eyes, and looked lazily at the man lying above her, "My ID card and household register are all in the drawer of the big closet. Please help me get them."

She was sleepy, her cheeks were red, her tone was waxy, and her tone was soft and gentle. Seeing his blood surging, Lu Yifan couldn't help but lower his head and open his mouth to bite her red lips.

That hand finally went in.

"Well..." Mu Mu crossed her legs and twisted her waist to resist.

She remembered that he was so untrustworthy.

The more she twisted and struggled, the more excited Lu Yifan became. He stuck out his tongue and licked her lips, and said with a smile: "Baby, let's have some meat first to celebrate."

Men are strong in this matter and do what they say.

Because she is pregnant, he has been very restrained, okay?

Otherwise, he would have done it last night and endured it until now.

After a meal of meat in the morning, our second young master's face became even more radiant.

Mu Mu was just the opposite. She was sleeping soundly and was dragged up to feed the man who was waiting to be fed. When she got out of bed, she had no energy at all.

Mrs. Ming made breakfast from Yifan Lu's house early in the morning and sent it over.

Mu Mu came out of the bathroom after washing up, walked straight to the dining table, glanced at the breakfast, and said dejectedly: "It's bird's nest porridge again."

"Miss, there are fried dough sticks today." Sister-in-law Ming came out of the kitchen with a smile, holding two plates in her hand, one with two fried dough sticks in it, and the other with two fried sausages in it.

Seeing the fried dough sticks, Mu Mu felt more or less comforted, so he pulled up a chair and sat down.

Lu Yifan came out of the room well-dressed, and used some styling products on his hair to style it.

When he saw Mrs. Ming, he smiled and said hello, "Good morning, Mrs. Ming."

Sister-in-law Ming was flattered and asked, "What happy event did the young master encounter today?"

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