"Let's go!"

Ling Ziyue hugged Han Muxue's narrow waist in public intimately and without any hesitation. Her almost subconscious actions made the Ling family exclaim in their hearts.

This young grandma is too domineering. She hugged their young master like a man, which is so exciting!

Little do they know that this so-called young grandmother, who is gentle on the surface, is well-educated and polite, and is very polite to advance and retreat, is their young master himself.

Han Muxue was full of thoughts and ignored Ling Ziyue's hand that was not very "appropriate".

The two of them slowly climbed up the stairs from the spiral staircase in the first floor living room, and slowly turned to the second floor. Ling's mother held her arms and looked at the pair with her aunt smiling. She was in a very comfortable mood. From the back, she was really right~

This brat in her family, as long as he doesn't have to look at his bad face that he doesn't know who he shows all day long, he is still very tall and has a good figure~ It's a perfect combination of the genetic advantages of my sister and Lao Ling~

Thinking of Lao Ling and her sister, she turned around and looked at the waning moon outside the window, and felt sad again.

"where did you go?"

When he arrived at the second floor, Han Muxue reflexively entered Ling Ziyue's solo space.

Ling Ziyue called her.

Han Muxue was a little confused.

"Didn't you say sleeping? Could it be together? No, it's under the eyes of the elders. If you make something out of order, it's too embarrassing..."

Ling Ziyue raised his eyebrows.

"What are you thinking? Come to my house to wash my hair. You want to make other things happen besides washing your hair?"

He pressed towards Han Muxue step by step, and his killing eyes could make people blush and beating. Facts prove that sometimes the overwhelming momentum and aura are not related to a person's appearance and height.

Han Muxue was 1.8 meters tall at this time, and she had the advantage, but she lowered her head and hunched over. She supported the wooden door panel behind her with one hand. She didn't expect that after changing, she would have to be bullied and be pushed by the wall.

She regretted not being involved with this guy at the beginning, or she had always underestimated him too much in the past. He was essentially a straight man who could take the initiative. Some things only depend on whether he wanted or not.

However, in the eyes of the old antiques of the Ling family, this scene was so stimulating that it was so exciting. Uncle Chen and Aunt Wu couldn't stand the heart for a while. The reading glasses were about to go up, and they all took their pockets to prepare for quick-acting heart-saving pills.

This young grandma looks weak and unable to take care of herself, and is quiet and so fierce behind her back!

Han Muxue swallowed desperately, and the thicker Adam's apple belonging to the man moved up and down.

"Someone is watching~"

Ling Ziyue reached out and clicked open the door behind Han Muxue.

"Get in!"

Ling Ziyue withdrew his strong and anxious gaze, and then took the lead in slowly getting into the room with his lightness. Only Han Muxue was still trying to adjust his breathing and heartbeat.

"Come on, Master! You can do it!"

In the distance, Uncle Chen and Aunt Wu showed their heads and cheered for her. She felt a little embarrassed for a moment, and she lowered her head in panic and pulled the door handle and quickly closed the door from the inside.

The earlier Ling Zi had already taken off her coat, put water in the independent bathroom of this room, rolled up her sleeves, and waited for her arrival.

"How to wash? Do you want a comb?"

He clumsyly picked up a comb with a tight tooth and greeted Han Muxue's original permed hair.

Han Muxue immediately became anxious.

"Hey, hey! You can't use this comb, isn't there a special one?"

She glanced at the big, sparse-toothed soft root comb, stood behind Ling Ziyue, and carefully combed him bit by bit.

"You can't use such a dense comb to curly hair, as it will cause hair loss. The most precious thing in this era is the money. After all, if the hair falls out, it will be gone."

"I'll do it, I'm familiar with my hair."

"Well, I'll study hard and I'll do it for you in the future~"

Ling Ziyue squinted her eyes in front of the mirror very much, staring at Han Muxue's every move lazyly, and also enjoying the numbness from her fingertips.

"I don't know if there is such an opportunity~"

"Why not, we have to be together forever."

"Ouch~"

Han Muxue grabbed a handful of unclogged hair, and exerted force with his hand. Ling Zi staggered and then leaned backwards.

"Look down!"

The basin was filled with warm water, and the gurgling water flow from the spray head was combined with Han Muxue's appropriate finger massage and rubbing, which made Ling Zi feel more and more comfortable in body and mind.

I just need to apply conditioner after washing, and keeping my head down is really tired.

"In the future, I will buy you a sofa chair in a barber shop that is lying down and washing your hair. It is not good for the cervical spine to keep your head down, and it is too tiring."

Ling Ziyue complained.

"I will wash your hair before we can change it back, okay?"

Han Muxue stopped her busy hands and asked seriously.

She always feels a little uneasy and always feels that such a happy life will not last long.

"good."

Ling Ziyue was also moved. He was about to nod his head subconsciously. A warm current in his lower abdomen made him feel bad, and it seemed that it was not the intention to pee. He couldn't control it with his thoughts. What was even more terrifying was that his lower abdomen began to hurt violently, as if someone was torturing him, poking his belly hard with countless slender embroidery needles.

No matter how afraid he is not afraid of pain, it is difficult for him to grit his teeth and persevere with such torture.

My dear, there are more than a dozen Rong Mamas punishing him at the same time...

Within a few minutes, his little face turned pale in pain.

Covered his belly and squatted down slowly, looking painful.

"What's wrong? This is?"

Seeing that he was covering his belly and his face looked so ugly, Han Muxue immediately realized that this was a period of menstruation...

Damn it! At the critical moment of the exchange of two people, they actually...

Hey, it’s not her who is in pain this time, but Ling Ziyue!

Most of the gloom in her heart was wiped out by this little "happiness", and she felt very happy.

Arrogant, right? Savage tongue, right? You are the most powerful, right? You can also taste the power of dysmenorrhea!!

"Did I have a bad stomach?"

Ling Ziyue bit her lower lip and tried hard to express her guess.

"No, you're just here to come."

Han Muxue couldn't stop smiling and gloating in her tone.

"ah?"

He stood up suddenly and screamed in shock. As a result, he exerted force and felt that there was another "opening the gate and opening the water" behind him.

Ling Ziyue's face became smelly, and soon it became a word embarrassing, a little sad.

"Will there be any problems with your small body bleeding?"

Han Muxue thought he would become depressed because he couldn't handle it, but he didn't expect that even if he was involved in the blind spots of knowledge, he would first care about his physical condition.
Chapter completed!