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Chapter 112 My Little Liver(1/2)

"Don't be afraid!"

Song Ci did not hesitate to call the crazy man the word!

Huo Muchen pursed his thin lips tightly and lowered his head to read Song Ci.

"You provoked me first this time. No matter from the beginning to the future, I will never give you a chance to escape again!" Huo Muchen rubbed her shoulders.

Song Ci felt pain in his shoulder and groaned.

Huo Muchen stared at her injured arm without blinking. He recalled that Yan Baichuan attacked her in the video, and Xu Li grabbed her wound again and refused to let him go. His black eyes suddenly filled with monstrous anger, and they were frighteningly red.

"No matter what happens to me, you will always be by my side, right?"

Although Huo Muchen was asking, his tone was firm.

"Yes, no matter what happens to you, I will always be by your side."

Her eyes were like moths flying into the flame, hot and firm.

The corners of Huo Muchen's lips curled up, his eyes were scarlet, and he suddenly grabbed her waist with one hand and lay down along her elbow with the other.

Song Ci was pressed against the back of his neck by his strong hands, pressed into the mattress by him, and accepted his endless kisses.

The urgency was so intense that Song Ci doubted his life.

She was pressed against his chest and mattress, almost burning.

Song Ci really felt that Huo Muchen was punishing her so much that he wanted to swallow her whole!

With his thoughts in confusion, Huo Muchen moved away from her, but Song Ci was only in a daze for less than ten seconds before he felt tightly held in his arms again.

Her fair and cold skin was so hot that she gasped, and she felt the pain from the scratches on her skin coming from her waist and crotch.

Song Ci's brain exploded, his pupils were slightly dilated, and his eyes were blurred.

Huo Muchen's dark eyes saw her lying on the mattress, the tips of her ears so red that they exploded. He could only stare at him blankly, with a slight arc at the corner of his lips, and buried his head in the crook of her neck, "Don't ever talk to her again in the future.

I don’t like Yan Baichuan, okay?”

In fact, Huo Muchen wanted to kill Yan Baichuan!

"Xiao Ci, answer me."

His pupils were scarlet, as if he had been stabbed twice.

Huo Muchen coaxed her, but Song Ci couldn't hear anything. She was just covered in hot sweat. She hugged him tightly and bit her lips, not knowing whether to shake her head or nod.

She never expected that Huo Muchen would be so violent and want her like this!

And it’s so unceremonious!

Huo Muchen frowned when he saw her beautiful eyebrows, and kissed her gently, so tenderly that it completely contrasted with the strong and powerful muscles all over his body.

Song Ci was dragged up and gently pillowed in his arms.

Huo Muchen leaned forward and tasted her inch by inch.

"kindness?"

The lights in the bedroom were dim, giving off an ambiguous atmosphere.

The curtains were blown open by the gentle breeze.

Song Ci felt a hint of coldness coming over him and hugged Huo Muchen tightly.

She actually didn't think about anything. Since her rebirth, she just wanted to have a good relationship with Huo Muchen. No matter whether he was the heir of the Huo family or not, and whether she had revenge or not, she didn't want Huo Muchen to repeat the scene in her dream.

Feeling her dependence, Huo Muchen smiled evilly, biting her red ear with his thin lips, and stretched out his tongue to lick it maliciously.

"itch."

Song Ci Qingying.

"Be good, it'll be fine in a while."

Huo Mu stared at her quietly, with no intention of letting Song Ci go.

He originally wanted Song Ci!

The anger towards the Huo family has subsided, but Yan Baichuan's matter has not gone away!

The vinegar jar was completely knocked over.

Huo Muchen pestered Song Ci, and Song Ci completely relied on him.

When she was in love, Song Ci seemed to hear someone calling her.

"Little sweetheart, my little sweetheart..."

"kindness."

She couldn't help but agreed, and what she got in return was even more immediate love.



The next day.

The sun's rays fell on her eyelids, and Song Ci was uncomfortably stabbed so hard that she turned over and burrowed into the source of warmth.

As soon as she moved, she immediately felt heavy arms lying across her waist, and she unconsciously tightened her arms into his arms.

Song Ci pressed tightly against the man's hot body, and soon felt a little hot.

She groaned twice, raised her legs to kick them away, and kicked the quilt randomly.

Inadvertently, the tip of her toe touched the man's leg. She pulled it back as if she was electrocuted. Then she opened her sleepy eyes and looked around innocently. Finally, she stopped at the man's half-smiling eyes, and then suddenly thought

When I woke up and heard what Huo Muchen said about "punishment" last night, my face turned red with embarrassment and I lowered my head.

Her body softened and she leaned into his arms.

"wake up?"

A satisfying low magnetic sound fell from the top of my head.

The man raised his arm to stroke the loose hair around her earlobe, and tucked it behind her ear, revealing her skin covered with hickeys, and chuckled again.

"Still shy?" He bent his eyes and rubbed her neck, a bit teasingly.

"No."

Her voice was a little hoarse, low and soft.

Huo Muchen is her husband, so she can sleep as long as she wants. What should she be afraid of?

Song Ci said one thing and did another. After waving flags and cheering in his heart, he silently turned into an ostrich, nestled in Huo Muchen's arms and not ready to come out.

Last night was the first time since the two of them sobered up. Song Ci still had some strength to bear it at first.

But in the end, her small waist couldn't bear it anymore. She kicked and beat the man's hard body, cried and begged Huo Muchen for mercy, but it was of no use.

Later, she didn't even know how Huo Muchen steamed, fried, and fried her. She only remembered that Huo Muchen called her "little sweetheart" in a daze, and carried her to the bathroom to wash away the sticky residue on her body.

Greasy sweat.

I guess the pajamas I was wearing were changed into later.

"Haha, you are so careful..."

Huo Muchen's lips were straightened, and he called her in a low and deep voice, which made Song Ci's heart really tremble.

After her sensitive nerves twitched twice, she fell into a trance.

"Mr. Huo's little sweetheart, huh?"

"You've all seen it." Song Ci was even more embarrassed when his secret was suddenly revealed.

Huo Muchen touched her face and saw that her face was rosy and no longer pale. He curled his lips with satisfaction: "Well, I found it by accident. You submitted it anonymously. Do you think I don't know?"

"You know everything?" Song Ci was dumbfounded.

"Well, we all know." Huo Muchen lowered his voice.

He likes the current Song Ci the most, and his body and mind belong only to him.

"Then you know why you didn't say it?" Really, she wanted to surprise Huo Muchen on her birthday as a surprise, but luckily there was a gift.

"I believe in you, so it doesn't matter what you want to do." Huo Muchen said.

I'm afraid Song Ci still doesn't know that Huo Muchen has decided on her design from the beginning, and holding the m&r is just to give her a chance to clear her name.

Now that her identity has been exposed, Mrs. Huo can start clearing her name.

Song Ci was depressed, as if he had thought of something, "What about five hundred thousand?"

"Confiscated, m&r is poor."

Song Ci's face darkened, and he sat up from his arms. He gasped because the force of the tug was stronger.

"Still hurts?" He had rubbed her for a long time last night, but he didn't expect that she still hurt so much.

Huo Muchen thought of last night, when she started crying and kicking him even once.

How could a man who started eating meat just stop?
To be continued...
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