After getting married, she is tender and soft

Chapter 37

At night, under the lights.

The furniture with a sense of age seems to be softly lit.

Xiao Junheng was sitting on the small sofa to handle his work, his short hair was hanging down his forehead when he bowed his head, and the beige sweater made him look very warm.

Jiang Mu admired it for a while, and found out more practical problems before going to bed.

There is only one bed in the room.

"Is the [-]th parallel still needed today?"

The man who was working was in a trance for a moment, and looked back at her with dangerous eyes.

"you guess."

Jiang Mu smiled softly, walked to the bed without haste, and lay down slowly at the end of the bed, just in time to see his back.

click.

The sound of the laptop being forced to shut down.

With his back to her, Xiao Junheng closed his eyes, stood up abruptly after two seconds of hesitation, and walked faster and faster.

He knelt on the bed with one knee, looked down at her, his whole body was tense, the blood in his body was so hot that he wanted to get out of the cage.

Jiang Mu supported his head with one hand, and touched his eyes with his slender fingers.

The fine sweat on the forehead slid down the eyelids, like a secret signal from the two of them.

The back of his hand brushed against his skin, scorching hot.

Jiang Mu got up on his knees, hugged his neck with both hands, and kissed behind his ear.

"Do you still need the [-]th parallel, huh?"

Xiao Junheng's back was stiff, and the arms holding her waist were tightened, as if they could be broken with force.

"It was never me who needed the line of protection."

He couldn't wait to stop her mouth and explain it with practical actions.

He has been restraining himself, frantically restraining himself to restrain himself, otherwise he will devour her on the first day of meeting.

Hide a man in the devil's den and let him do as he pleases.

"Lighten up."

A chuckle sounded in his ears, like clear spring water pouring down his head, extinguishing all black attribute thoughts.

He laid her down on the bed lightly, and kissed her eyes tenderly, more pious than a believer.

The corners of Jiang Mu's mouth rose slightly, and the cold woody fragrance that belonged to him enveloped her, as if a fire had been burned, and the fragrance was so strong that it attracted people to sink.

She likes his enthusiasm, youthful figure, youthful impatience, everything is perfect and just right.

Xiao Junheng refrained from taking the last step.

This is someone else's room.

He thought that she recalled the two of them with good memories, not a temporary, dilapidated room filled with other people's atmosphere.

Jiang Mu giggled, put his hands in his shirt, and couldn't put it down to enjoy the feel of his abdominal muscles.

"Can you bear it?"

Xiao Junheng's short hair was wet with sweat, his big hands were casually folded behind his head, and he stared straight at her with aggressive eyes.

A flash of madness flashed in his dark eyes, but he was quickly restrained again.

Jiang Mu continued to tease as if she didn't notice it, her breathing was messy, and her hands on her shoulders were gradually exerting force.

"It's late, go to sleep."

She left without hesitating, Xiao Junheng seemed to be lost, and after being slightly stunned, he couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Mu pulled up the quilt in a good mood, covered himself tightly, and really closed his eyes to get ready to rest.

"Turn off the lights, please, thank you."

"You're welcome." There was a voice squeezed between teeth.

The big hand turned off the switch, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Before Jiang Mu could relax his eyebrows, one side of the quilt suddenly fell.

The body exuding heat chased after him: "Run after flirting, what will I do if you fall asleep."

With four eyes facing each other and not being able to see clearly the other person's space, she said innocently: "Don't you sleepy and coax me to sleep, okay?"

She guided him to put his hand behind her back and pat it gently, like a child in his mother's arms when he was a child.

Xiao Junheng: ....

　Mu Mu: I slept well at night, feeling like a mother.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)