Black-bellied president, love is too much!

Chapter 325 He Is Zhou Xingchen ([-])

Before he finished speaking, Mu Ziyuan quickly moved up the big hand holding Xia Haiqing's waist, held her small head, and pressed it to his lips.

The lips and teeth are close together, the gentle squeeze, the lingering wriggling, warm the heart that has been lonely for five years.

The sweet honey juice has a unique fragrance, mixed with the bitterness that only two people can taste, spreading between the lips and teeth.

Xia Haiqing didn't get involved at all, and kept watching Mu Ziyuan's expression with his big eyes open to see if he had any allergies, and then he was entangled by Mu Ziyuan's tongue and lost the ability to think.

She kissed him madly.

After kissing for a quarter of an hour, Mu Ziyuan's complexion began to flush abnormally, his Adam's apple rolled, his breathing began to be abnormal, and he gasped heavily.

A small rash appeared on the skin.

But he still didn't let go of Xia Haiqing, and kissed her as if he didn't know how uncomfortable it was.

Xia Haiqing noticed the strangeness in him, and with her small hand, she broke away the big hand that was holding her head, left his lips, and got up from his body.

Her eyes were getting redder and redder, the tip of her nose was sore, her small breasts rose and fell, and she asked in a slightly crying voice, "What should I call you...Muziyuan or Xingchen?"

Mu Ziyuan took a deep breath, smiled at her, reached out to touch her face, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, the name is just a proxy."

The corner of Xia Haiqing's mouth curled up, tears poured down her face, she clenched her fists tightly, and smashed hard at his chest.

While smashing, weeping and complaining in a low voice: "Call me a liar, you are a liar! ... I have been fine without you for five years, why show up, don't you like to fake death? Then keep dying" Get down!...I said it, I said it at the press conference, since you haven't come to see me for five years, I don't want to see you again! Woooo..."

Xia Haiqing pursed her mouth and cried like a child. She felt that she was wronged. No matter what happened to Zhou Xingchen, Zhou Xingchen was her favorite man. In front of him, she didn't want to think about being equal or not. Willfully feel wronged.

Zhou Xingchen was alive, and he didn't want her for five years.

In the past five years, he definitely planned not to have her!
If he hadn't come to Jiangcheng, he had gone to Dynasty One and met him.

He must have never planned to see her again in his life...

In the past five years, she thought that she and Zhou Xingchen had long been separated, but in fact Zhou Xingchen abandoned her and never saw her again.

Just thinking about it, Zhou Xingchen once had the idea of ​​not wanting her, Xia Haiqing felt heart-piercing pain.

She was sad...and didn't want to admit it...

Because of her relationship with Zhou Xingchen, she thought that this life was beautiful.

Such a defect of being abandoned really shattered her five-year dream of Zhou Xingchen.

But... the reality is in front of her, and she can no longer escape.

If possible, she really wanted to slap Zhou Xingchen, then leave in anger with her bag, and make a fuss with him.

But now he has serious allergies...and he can't bear to leave him alone.

Xia Haiqing beat him for a while, his eyes were swollen from crying, he opened his sore and uncomfortable eyelids, and took a look at his condition.

Mu Ziyuan panted louder and louder, his eyes were also red, as if there was water running across his skin.

Men are different from women. Women can cry aloud. When a man is sad, no matter how unbearable it is, he will hold it back. This line of tears is already the limit of his ability to express his emotions.

Xia Haiqing hugged his head and sniffed. In order to prevent Yang Yang from hearing the movement outside, she lowered her voice and asked, "Severe allergies will cause shock. Are you feeling bad? Let's go to the hospital."

(End of this chapter)