The man clasped his waist with one hand and lifted the person onto his body.
Jiangcheng raised the barrier in time.
Xiao Shiqin pinched Mucheng's chin, his pupils narrowed slightly, and his voice could not tell the emotion or anger, "What are you looking at? Huh?"
His arm was placed across the lower back, and the force was so strong that Mucheng winced in pain, but she endured not making a sound.
Everything was fine on the phone, but I don't know why I was so nervous.
She blinked, leaned forward to kiss him, and said coquettishly: "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"
Xiao Shiqin used his fingers to pull the person closer, and the air pressure around his body became lower and lower, "Let me ask you, what were you looking at just now?"
His eyes were very dark, staring at her closely, giving Mucheng the illusion that she knew everything.
A flash of panic flashed through her heart, but her face remained calm.
Smiling innocently, "It's Manman. What's wrong? Are you also jealous of Manman?"
Xiao Shiqin stared at her for a long time, then released her chin and said something unclear, "It's best."
Mucheng is best at climbing up the pole.
She skillfully put her arms around his neck, leaned against his ear, and said with a hint of resentment, "How domineering."
Seeing that there was no reaction from the other party, he moved his lips a little closer and exhaled, "But, I like it."
Along the way, Xiao Shiqin's mood was very weak. He closed his eyes and said nothing during the second half of the journey.
Mucheng had a look and did not try to get into trouble again.
The car finally stopped at Linglong Bay.
Xiao Shiqin walked into the villa with long hands and feet, showing no intention of waiting for anyone.
Mucheng thought for a while, sent him a text message, and then asked Jiang Cheng to take her to the nearest convenience store.
It was already an hour later when we returned to the villa.
The lights were on in the room, and slight voices could be heard coming from the second floor. It was Xiao Shiqin talking on the phone.
Mucheng listened for a while, then carried her things into the kitchen.
She bought honey and lemon, so it was quick to make.
After carrying the lemonade to the second floor, Xiao Shiqin hadn't hung up the phone yet, his tone was very bad, and there was obvious impatience between his brows.
Mucheng put the things in a conspicuous place and left the room without disturbing her again.
Because she slept once during the day, she was not very sleepy.
After taking a shower, I leaned on the bedside and looked at my phone. Xiao Shiqin didn't wait until very late. I don't know if it was because of processing documents or something else.
In the middle of the night, when Mucheng was sleeping hazily, she felt someone lift the quilt next to her.
The coolness made her shrink instinctively, and the next second, the person grabbed her waist and locked her into his arms.
As she breathed, the entire nasal cavity was filled with the smell of smoke, and Mucheng groaned twice in discomfort.
"Dislike me? Huh?"
His voice was low, as if he had smoked too much, and was a little hoarse.
Mucheng raised her heavy eyelids, her vision was pitch black and she couldn't see anything clearly. She could only feel the heavy breath on her face.
In fact, after following Xiao Shiqin for so long, Mucheng's intuition about danger has always been very accurate, but now she was very sleepy and her brain was slower than usual.
She felt pain in her waist and difficulty breathing, so she twisted to free herself from the shackles on her body.
The force on Xiao Shiqin's arm became tighter and tighter, as if he was trying to embed her into his body.
Mucheng grunted and scratched him twice, but her voice was delicate, "Shi Qin, it hurts."
Her restless hands were clasped, and the strength on her waist relaxed a bit, but she still held her tightly.
In her daze, Mucheng felt a pain at the tip of her ear, and then a voice said deep in her ear: "Mu Cheng, don't even think about escaping."