After almost wearing, I sprinkled candy with the paranoid gangster

Chapter 43 The abstinent president is my father's fan 43
As before, Jiang Mian put her hand into Mu Chi's suit jacket.

She hugged him through the shirt.

Mu Chi's body stiffened slightly.

Although this kind of embrace is very familiar, she is too dangerous to wear it.

There is also a faint fragrance on the body.

If you smell it too much, you won't want to let go.

"Mu... late."

"Well, what do you want to say?" Mu Chi stroked her hair gently.

Jiang Mian raised her head from his arms, the mist in her eyes was not crying, but more like a misty temptation.

She put her hand on the back of his neck.

The face is very close to him, and they can feel each other's breath.

"Would you like me a little more?"

Her voice is very soft, like a feather touching people's hearts.

Mu Chi stared at her, observing her emotions carefully.

She is, isn't she sad?
The tension in his eyes disappeared, and he said seriously to her, "It's already very..."

Jiang Mian didn't wait for him to finish speaking.

She hugged him and kissed him.

[Mu Chi's Favorability +1%]

After being released by her, Mu Chi's eyes darkened.

She was smiling, and then kissed him again.

[Mu Chi's Favorability +1%]

Jiang Mian continued to kiss him.

Both of them were breathing heavily.

【Favourability +1%】

【Favourability +1%】

Until the fifth hit, the favorability level never rose again.

Mu Chi had already put his arms around her waist.

In the dim light, he looked unclear.

Jiang Mian groped around him and undid the first button of his shirt.

Favorability did not increase.

She tore off three more.

Favorability didn't increase either.

Mu Chi stared at her with a gloomy expression, and she was hugged even tighter by him.

Jiang Mian touched his chest.

Still not up...

...it seems not today.

She withdrew her hand, with a trace of sleepiness on her face, and said ruthlessly, "Mr. Mu, you can go."

"..."

Mu Chi caught a hint of disgust in her eyes.

The aura of coldness and abstinence on his body became weaker and was replaced by other emotions.

Jiang Mian lazily pushed him, but his body was suddenly laid down...

Her head rested on his palm.

Mu Chi looked down at her.

The pupils under the long eyelashes were dark to full.

"Jiang Mian, what did you want to do just now?"

The tone is low alcohol and magnetic.

In the dark, it is very deceptive.

Jiang Mian yawned.

"That's not the point. The point is, Mr. Mu, you don't seem to be able to do it?"

"..."

Mu Chi caressed her face, exploring every trace of her emotion with the help of the dim light.

But on her face, she saw a hint of provocation...

He approached her, "Jiang Mian, don't regret it."

Jiang Mian pursed her lips, "Mr. Mu better not make me regret it."

"……it is good."

He kissed her ear, his fingertips hooking the bathrobe.

"and many more……"

Jiang Mian suddenly made a sound.

Mu Chi frowned, but a smile flashed in his eyes.

He said in a low voice, "Are you afraid?"

"……no."

……

After closing.

Jiang Mian and Mu Chi described it.

"It's usually placed next to the paper towel shelf. Both XXXX and XXX are fine. Night use...daily use is also..."

"it is good."

Mu Chi buttoned his shirt.

Before going out, he took a deep look at her.

Jiang Mian could only keep still and wait for him to come back.

She turned on her phone, glanced at Weibo, and found that she had received dozens of private messages.

It turned out that some people who claimed to be her fans were caring about her.

"?"

Is it because her essay on tea art is too advanced?
However, the experience of the original owner was indeed miserable...

One by one, she wrote back to her fans.

I also picked a few in the comment area and replied seriously.

　It doesn't matter if you run out of tickets today~
　　Tickets after midnight must be reserved for me to drop 8?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)