Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Within a few minutes, mu Yunshen felt that his heart was like riding a roller coaster, 90 degrees straight up and down for several times, but at this moment, he saw her fall back to the original place.

The bathroom door was suddenly opened, and the warm air of the air conditioner in the room blew to the back of Tang Xiaoqing's hand, which made her shiver involuntarily.

Mu Yun screwed up his eyebrows, pulled off a clean bath towel and wrapped her up. He quietly admonished himself in the bottom of his heart for a long time before he opened his mouth. His tone was not too fierce. "Aren't you all asleep? Why are you running down again? "

With that, he glanced over his head at the sink and saw that most of the water in the sink was shallow under the cold white light.

The drunk cat didn't taste the mixed contradiction between his inner panic and the surprise of recovery. He picked himself up and fell in his soft and warm arms with ease. He whispered, "thirsty."

A simple word to his mouth and all the words back.

He looked down at the person in his arms. After his anger gradually dissipated, he could not help but have a different idea.

The sweetheart was right in front of him. He could see and touch it. He made a body of water by himself. His thin white clothes had already been completely wet. His flexible and narrow waist line and smooth back swayed in front of him.

Her eyelashes were slightly wet, and her black hair was obediently attached to the white forehead. The black, white and white color clearly stimulated his eyes and stirred the string that was not so firm in his heart.

Mu Yunshen silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Finally, he still couldn't get down. With an iceberg face, he stuffed his little wife into the bathtub, washed her carelessly, pulled it out, wrapped it in a new bath towel and threw it into the quilt.

Young master Mu's eyes are burning red with his blood. He can't help but bow to his gentleman's behavior.

Here, Tang Xiao is lying in bed, so comfortable that he is sleepy. He grabs him again.

"Smile, drink some wine and tea, or you will have a headache tomorrow morning."

She hummed and hawed for a while, but she didn't know what he was talking about. She was perfused with two small cups, choked by the strong smell, and she didn't want to open her mouth again, so she broke away from mu Yunshen's hand and fell down.

Unable to laugh or cry, Mu Yun raised his eyes to see that it was more than eleven o'clock, so he took a shower, lifted the quilt and lay down.

The feeling of headache is like innumerable tiny needles coming from the cracks in all directions at the same time. Tang Xiao is awakened from his sleep by the pain of cracking. His eyelashes tremble, frown and open his eyes.

She wanted to raise her hand and rub her forehead, but her body was tied tightly. She pushed and raised her head, and then she saw that she was being held in her arms by Mu Yun. I don't have any clothes on my body!

With a sharp jump in her forehead, the only sleepiness left in her mind vanished in an instant.

Mu Yunshen saw that she woke up and went across her arm to turn on the bedside lamp. Tang Xiao had already grasped his waist accurately. He wanted to screw it on. However, the whole body of this life was full of meat, and even a little fat was missing on his waist.

She felt her hands full of greasiness, which made her heart agitate first, so she had to withdraw her hand bitterly.

Mu Yun took a slow look at her, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I just woke up so anxious. Why, last night..."

"... Mu! Cloud! Deep She gritted her teeth. "You're taking advantage of me again!"

"One family doesn't talk about two families. We're all old wives. It's common for us to say whether we can take advantage or not." Mu Yun deep look did not change, "as for so excited."

Tang Xiao's mouth drew. Before he could speak, he turned to stare at her.

She hastened to grasp the quilt subconsciously, with a nervous look on her face, just like the good woman facing the market hooligan, "what are you doing?"

Mu Yunshen looked at her tense face and couldn't help recalling the scene that she held her neck to listen to the story last night. She almost cracked with laughter, but her face was still silent. "You were drunk yesterday, I'm afraid you'll wake up with a headache."

After such a reminder, Tang Xiaocai realized that his memory seemed to stop in that bar. Later, he didn't remember anything.

Looking at his smiling face, she suddenly felt guilty, but she tried her best to support a fierce look, "who let you go to bed!"

"I didn't want to come up on my own," he said with a long tail. "I don't know who was holding my tie tightly last night. I didn't want to let me go. I had to pester me to sleep with her, and --"

Mu Yunshen swam with his eyes for a while, and finally showed a meaningful smile. He even blinked and gave her a power.

Tang Xiao, "..."

"I've taken care of you all night. Don't be unkind. Come on, I'll rub your head."