Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

Mu Ru's cold eyes drifted across the swollen area slowly, and then said casually: "My aunt said that I hate that thing the most, so - you should keep it away!"

After Mu Ru said this, she ignored him, but turned over and got up from the bed, turned around and walked towards the bathroom. She was so absorbed in the sofa tonight that she forgot about taking a bath.

It's just that Dongfang Mo is not so easy to deceive by nature. She thought that she could get away with saying that her aunt was visiting, but who knew that Dongfang Mo would shamelessly follow her to the bathroom.

It was also her own carelessness, and she forgot to lock it after entering the bathroom, so when she just took off her clothes and was washing her face in front of the sink, Dongfang Mo shamelessly opened the door and came in.

When he saw her standing by the sink wearing only a fig leaf, he quickly stood behind her, stretched his big hands from her armpits shamelessly, and laughed softly: "Your great aunt I guess it's still on the way?"

She gritted her teeth angrily, and while rubbing the bubbles on her face with her hands, she yelled at the man who was still making trouble in a low voice: "Dongfang Mo, get out, don't make trouble, do you hear me?"

Of course I didn't hear it. At this time, Dongfang Mo was completely deaf, so he didn't respond to her yelling at all. Not only did he not take his hand away, but the other hand pulled her even harder. The fig leaf...

"Dongfang Mo..." Xi Muru gritted his teeth and growled, and quickly bent down to wash his face to clean up this man who came to make trouble while she was washing his face.

However, it was her bending down that Dongfang Moke, who was standing behind her, took advantage of.

Dongfang Mo pressed Mu Ru's buttocks that were raised because of bending over, quickly untied his belt, pulled his trousers down to below his knees in two or three strokes, and then slammed into him at a speed that was too fast to cover his ears. into the depths of the deep valley that he was familiar with and longed for...

Mu Ru was so angry that she clenched her teeth. She didn't expect Dongfang Mo to chase him to the bathroom, so that she was actually controlled by him at this moment.

She quickly took the water in her hands to wash away the bubbles on her face, and then wanted to hit him with her hands, but because she couldn't reverse it in this posture, she could only be willing to be humiliated, supporting the sink with both hands, whatever That smelly man is galloping like a wild horse on her vast grassland......

Dongfang Mo looked at Xi Muru who was glaring angrily in the mirror, and couldn't help but let out a low laugh. His thin lips approached her neck, and his slightly rough tongue licked her round earlobe, and whispered: "Ah Ru , the ancients said that the decals on the mirror are yellow...you say that we two are now...well...do you count as a mirror... decals...yellow..."

Mu Ru couldn't help clenching her fists and crying, but her heart burst into tears countless times, Dongfang Mo, Dongfang Mo, can you be a little more shameless?So what are the elegant words for you to use here?

Of course!

Dongfang Mo started to walk slowly after a violent gallop, just like stepping softly on the fine grass after running wildly in the dry desert for a while, leisurely and comfortable.

And his mouth was not idle, it slipped down from her pink lips, on her delicate neck like chickens pecking rice densely and dropped countless imprints, the hot breath lingered around her neck, her body A red rash appeared quickly.

"Dongfang Mo, can you stop doing this... this..." She couldn't help crying, supporting the sink with her hands, clenching her teeth to bear the strength he gave and heat.

"It's said to be 'mirror applique yellow', of course it can't be yellow, right?" He answered her words with a chuckle, but the intensity increased in an instant, as if he wanted to carry out the yellow in his mouth more thoroughly .

Mu Ru was finally completely defeated by him, familiar techniques, familiar body, familiar smell, familiar breath, even——

The familiar Little Oriental Mo!