Chapter 905

He eased away her hand and untied her belt.

Mu Ziling was ashamed to stop: "long Xiaoyu!"

"Well?" He is careless, the tone takes coax: "call husband."

To make him stop, she let out a cry.

He enjoyed listening to it, but he didn't stop. His hand was gentle and fast.

In the blink of an eye, all her dresses fell to the ground.

Mu Ziling

Look, that's the move.

It's not just practice makes perfect, it's perfect.

Mu Ziling's face was as red as a ripe apple.

She has been waiting on him for three months. In the month after waking up, she is like a frog soaked in warm water. She can't escape any struggle. She can only let him warm her little by little.

Good shame, good depression, good want to find a piece of tofu head into, Mu Ziling now is this kind of mood.

However, at the moment, long Xiaoyu did not get rid of the distractions as usual and directly carried her into the bath bucket.

His eyes were fixed on her, glowing and unable to move.

Where she should be covered was covered by her private clothes, but there were conspicuous red marks on her neck, deep and shallow, different in size, all of which were his marks.

Although he was worn by her in the evening, he just "punished" her a little and didn't dare to indulge completely.

He couldn't control it if he didn't drive meat. Once he did, he was afraid that he would not be able to control it any more. In her present condition, she couldn't stand his tossing.

Wait, in a few days, her body belongs to his traces can be more than that, he must deeply into her blood, make her cry, let her cry again and again to call his husband.

In the dense fog, long Xiaoyu's eyes are as deep as the sea, but they can't keep the sharpness and heat in his eyes.

Mu Ziling's legs were softened by his gaze.

Seeing that he was just like the wolf staring at the prey, she didn't move. Her legs were really weak. She stepped on the low ladder beside the bucket and stepped into the bath bucket.

She hid her body in the water and showed her head: "I really can. You go out."

He bent over, warm breathing spray on her face, a bit bad: "why go out?"

The question is

Mu Ziling wants to put his head in a mess and press it in the bucket to soak.

She resisted the impulse and thought of a reason: "I'm hungry. I want to eat your lotus seed porridge."

During the time when she was recovering from her injuries, he, who had never been in the kitchen before, would be in the kitchen several times a day now. Not to mention the decocting and boiling of herbs, he made her three meals a day by himself.

Although his cooking skills have improved for such a long time, and even occasionally the taste is a little indescribable, Mu Ziling said that the taste is not important, but what matters is what he does.

She can't, but she won the first prize.

Mu Ziling usually does not like to eat sweet, in order to convince him: "today I want to eat sweet, you remember to put more sugar."

Where is persuasion needed? As long as she wants to eat, even in the middle of the night, he will go to make it for her.

Long Xiaoyu moved the stove not far away, which was still burning water, to the bath bucket, and told him: "don't soak too long, add water by yourself, dry your body after washing, and then put on your clothes. I'll go to bed and stay in bed before I come back. It's cold outside at night, so don't go out."

His royal highness Qiwang looked like a worried little old man. Mu Ziling's smiling eyes bent, quickly stood up and gave him a kiss: "I know. Go quickly."

……

Mu Ziling has a good bath, but long Xiaoyu hasn't come back yet.

It's easy to feel sleepy after taking a medicine bath. She half leans on the head of the bed, her eyelids half open, and she doesn't know how long she has been waiting.

Hearing the news, Mu Ziling opened his eyes and yawned: "are you back?"

Long Xiaoyu put the pot and bowl on the table, filled a bowl of porridge and came over: "sleepy?"

"Fortunately, I was a little sleepy just now..." Mu Ziling propped up and smelled the porridge with hot fog in his hand: "now I can smell the taste of lotus seed porridge, and I'm in a hurry."

That's what she's doing.

It's just that he's very fond of it.

Long Xiaoyu scooped the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, dried it, tasted the temperature, and handed it to her: "this porridge is slightly sweet. Eat it while it's hot."

Knowing that she didn't like sweet, he put a little sugar in it.

Mu Ziling had a taste, the entrance was smooth, very satisfied.

One more bite.

One more bite.

Long Xiaoyu rubbed her head: "eat slowly, no one will rob you."

She took one bite after another, holding a wave of rainbow farts: "delicious, my husband's porridge is the best."

He laughs, the room's bright pearl night light all rubs to pieces in his eyes, in the scattered light shadow has the thick pet melts into the spring water, gentle warm, shimmering rippling: "after a while should rest, delicious also cannot eat more."Mu Ziling heard in his left ear and heard in his right ear.

A little sweet porridge is really delicious, she ate three bowls.

Then, it's all gone.

Not very much, but still hold, hold her sleepless.

Long Xiaoyu came back from his bath and saw the little woman lying on her back, empty handed and dancing.

He went over, leaned over and half supported her: "full?"

Mu Ziling felt a little bit full of stomach, satisfied and comfortable: "no wonder you stayed in the kitchen for so long, and really out of the delicious heart, I eat three bowls."

"Is it?" He won't tell her, he poured out three pots, waste five ingredients: "I try."

Mu Ziling pointed to the empty pot and bowl: "no, let me finish it."

Long Xiaoyu no matter, bow, taste the aftertaste of her mouth, very careful, very gentle taste.

Lotus seed porridge taste very sweet, very soft, very delicious, his eyes gradually hot, want to eat thoroughly: "I'm hungry."

She shyly pushed him away and wanted to get up: "is there anything left in the kitchen? I'll give it to you - "

before she finished, he still had more than enough, blocked her lips, stretched out the tip of his tongue, and wrapped her wet and soft.

After a long time.

Her clothes were messy, and her body was bathed in medicine. The trace of fading came out again, and there was a lot more.

He leaned over her ear, breathing disorderly, voice line was deep and hoarse by boiling blood in her body: "mu'er, I want to eat you."

She was so dizzy from the kiss that she didn't respond.

After a while, her reflex arc gradually shortened, her eyes closed, and her long eyelashes in the socket trembled.

After a long time, she put up a finger timidly and cautiously. Her voice was so small that only she could hear it: "that Then, I'll give you one. "

Just once.

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