Chapter 141

"Hum."

He snorted coldly. When he remembered that she was wearing a nightdress and a man in the same room in such an ambiguous atmosphere, he was not angry at all.

"Don't be angry I was wrong How about it. " Su Xiangwan gently shakes his arm and kneels on the sofa with a soft voice.

"Stingy, really jealous?"

Looking at her delicate little face, he said slowly, "well."

Su Xiangwan slightly Zheng, his voice is very light, let her doubt whether there is an illusion.

Don't give her more time to think about it, he suddenly pinched her chin, bent his head and severely kisses her lip, with a smear of punishment.

The tip of the tongue wrapped around the outline of her little tongue, gently biting her thin lip.

"Well Mu Beiting... "

Su Xiangwan falls uncontrollably on the sofa, and he imprisons her in the arms.

Su Xiangwan's small face Shua, a little red, want to push him away.

He didn't give up and ravaged her lips until she couldn't breathe. He slowly left her thin lips and watched her speak slowly.

"You don't answer my phone."

Su Xiangwan was slightly stunned and gasped heavily: "telephone The phone was turned off accidentally... "

Mu Beiting was not satisfied with this explanation.

"It was really turned off by accident. I was sleeping and turned it off when I thought it was noisy." She explained softly.

He looked at her like that and did not say anything, as if he had been wronged.

"Good, good Never shut down again I'll pick you up the first time next time

But he refused to give up, staring at her body's nightdress discontented way: "you still wear pajamas to see him."

Su Xiangwan was stunned and stammered: "I am I'm not pajamas? "

Mu Beiting's face is still gloomy. What is such a loose skirt, not pajamas?

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Su Xiangwan was wrong: "I I won't wear it next time... "

Hearing the sound, Mu Beiting's face turned black and became iron green: "don't you wear it?"

"Ah Well No more. "

Su Xiangwan didn't realize what was wrong. She was wronged in the bottom of her heart. She had to change a skirt. She just couldn't get tired from filming for a day, so she chose a cotton and loose one, thinking about being comfortable.

I didn't expect it to get darker and darker

Seeing that she didn't realize what he was talking about, Mu Beiting bowed his head and licked her ear beads. He said in a deep voice, "it's not OK if you don't wear it. You can't wear it in front of me."

Su Xiangwan:???

When she realized what he was saying, her cheek turned red when she was teased by him.

"I I didn't mean that... "

Her ears were hot and itchy. She wanted to explain and hide.

But the sofa is such a big position, she can't hide at all, shivering all over.

"Well Mu Beiting Don't lick... "

She can't bear it. Her two legs are under his pressure.

His head is buried in her neck socket, some envy, stuffy voice way: "he still calls you late."

Her little hand subconsciously fell on his head, through his soft hair, and tightened slightly.

"I Don't tell him that next time

Su Xiangwan has a headache. How can Han Che call her.

We can't really do it absolutely, otherwise, how can we shoot this play and how can we mix in the circle in the future.

"You're still staring at him." His persistent mouth, the voice is still very stuffy. Like an aggrieved child, she acts like a coquettish.

"I was watching movies, not people. Besides, he's not as good-looking as you are. You'd better look at the people I've met! "

She put her arms around his neck, inexplicably soft.

Mu Beiting's expression relaxed a little bit, and held her more tightly.

He buried his head in her neck socket, some greedy for the breath on her body, and whispered: "late night..."