"Xiao Yue'er hasn't fallen asleep yet. Could it be that I can't sleep because I'm thinking about my husband? I know that my husband will come back to find you and is waiting for me." A sinister and low male voice came from the window. The voice was like the sound of nature, making people tremble all over.
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Mu Hanyue rolled her eyes and looked at the purple figure in front of the window: "Are you very free? Why are you coming to my place without sleeping in the middle of the night?"
She is really becoming more and more unpredictable about him, or maybe she has never been able to figure him out enough.
They just met today.
Jun Moye stared at Mu Hanyue with his purple eyes, locked her cheek, and smiled evilly: "I came because I felt my little Yue'er calling me."
After saying that, he opened his arms and said with a smile: "How is it? Are you happy to see your husband? Come on, come and fall into my arms."
Mu Hanyue was silent and rolled her eyes at Jun Moye: "Don't do this in front of me."
She is not a nymphomaniac, this trick will not work in front of her.
"What do you want to see, Xiao Yue'er? I don't mind coming up to you. If you want, just pack it up and take it away." Jun Moye said close to Mu Hanyue's ear, and specially touched her earlobe.
A very light and shallow mouthful, but it gave Mu Hanyue a numb feeling, and her body trembled slightly, but neither of the two people present noticed it.
Mu Hanyue clenched her fist, looked at Jun Moye coldly, and quickly struck him in the chest.
The fist carries a strong wind, the momentum is fierce, and the murderous intention gradually appears.
Jun Moye narrowed his eyes slightly and did not resist. He allowed Mu Hanyue's fist to hit his chest, and the breath in his body rippled slightly.
He looked at Mu Hanyue with an evil smile and said, "Xiao Yue'er, have you relieved yourself? Do you want to punch out your anger again?"
Mu Hanyue was helpless. The coldness in her heart suddenly disappeared without a trace, and her face could no longer become colder.
He raised his eyes and looked at Jun Moye, frowning slightly: "Have you crossed the line? You have crossed the bottom line, and you show such a gesture again. What do you want to do?"
She knew very well how powerful the punch she just delivered was.
Even with internal protection, without defense and resistance, injuries are inevitable.
Jun Moye blinked his purple pupils and said with a smile: "Because, I said I would protect Xiao Yue'er. Xiao Yue'er is unhappy, so what if I take it out on you?"
"I don't need it." Mu Hanyue's brows were full of indifference.
Taking it out? A joke.
She, Mu Hanyue, is not that stupid. There is no free lunch in the world. No matter who you are, they will not give you their whole heart.
"You don't need to be your business, Xiaoyue'er. I'm happy. How can you tolerate my cooperation? You can't kill me, and nothing will happen to me." Jun Moye leaned against the window and looked at Mu Hanyue with raised eyebrows.
said the voice.
No one can force him to do anything, he always does things his own way.
"You have to go for treatment." Mu Hanyue sat on the chair and said this calmly.
This person is born to be nue= crazy, she has never seen anyone so nue=, and she wants to ask her to beat him to vent his anger.
"Xiao Yue'er, don't you know that my husband is only being nued by you? You can be nued however you want? I don't mind packing up my whole body for you, and there's no harm in rolling on the couch together." Jun Mo