"As long as I am there, no one dares to move you!"

"Who dares to move my wife, I will die!"

This subconsciousness made Song Ci can't help but laugh, but the heart was still full of movement.

For two lives, Huo Mushen never said ‘I love you’, and she finally heard it!

"Wife, do you love me?"

Huo Mu Shen's black eyes stunned Song Ci.

Song Ci smiled and turned his eyes, only one word back: "Love."

Hearing the words, Huo Mu Shen laughed, bowed his head and stunned her cheeks again, and boasted her: "My wife is so nice."

"Huo Mushen, you seem to be proud of his wife." Song Ci couldn't help but ridiculed.

"My wife is good, who doesn't allow me to praise, I kill him!"

After Huo Mushen finished speaking, he wrapped his hands and feet with Song Ci, like a giant and coquettish big dog, and black eyes softened with eyelashes to let Song Ci reach out and touch it.

The man was familiar with his eyes, and he picked all Song Ci all the senses of the sensory nerves with both hands. He reached out to touch the wall light. The other hand was not idle, pulled the quilt, and slowly dragged Song Ci's waist and hugged it into the quilt.

Then, then

His long and slender legs compressedly let Song Ci be touched fiercely. She couldn't help climbing along Huo Mohen's meaning, but her body stepped back involuntarily: "Huo Mohen, you are thick in your body

Strong alcohol, let me cook the soup for you. "

"Will you? Small words, you are escaping me to hurt you."

Huo Mu Shen kissed her to return, her voice was so low that Song Ci almost thought he was drunk.

And ... don't damage your wife at this time, okay?

"I didn't escape." Song Ci pulled the excuse hypocritical: "You don't drink sober soup now, you will have a headache the next morning."

"Don't drink! I want you!" Huo Mu Shen solidly performed like a wolf.

Song Ci raised his head and stared at his prey, and suddenly understood a truth.

Even if Huo Mohen was drunk, his combat effectiveness would not be reduced, and his laziness that seemed to be drunk made Song Ci pondering which ‘Huo Mushen’ is he?

"Huo Mushen." Song Ci looked at Huo Mushen nervously, and learned him to coax her: "You are obedient, the alcohol is too serious, you are uncomfortable with me."

"You used to be very comfortable before."

"..."

Nima, don't wait, don't wait anymore.

Song Ci pink fists on his shoulders, gritted his teeth: "Get up! Don't think you are drunk and you can do it wanton me!"

"Small resignation, you are not good, you are still fierce, your husband." Huo Mohen's voice was dumb, and he was grievance.

A one -meter nine man faces a coquettishness of more than one meter and six, and a man who is jealous of her may swallow her anytime, anywhere. Song Ci is a bit unable to fight.

Song Ci was like a drum -drum ball in an instant. He was poked by Huo Mohen's words and leaked, and Huo Mo -sank ignited a cluster of restless flames on her.

"Huo Mushen, you always have to take a bath. The taste of whiskey is too spicy, and the kiss is uncomfortable." Song Ci misdenked, and he breathed a large mouth.

Huo Mohen's kiss originally fell on her soft lips gently brushed her delicate cheeks.

The man frowned, her cheeks, and the fastest response: "Baby, you intentionally."

Song Ci's face was red and red, and he could only embarrassed: "I'm really not intentional, you have a serious alcohol."

Huo Mu Shen tightly stretched his mandibular line, and his narrow eyes were glowing under the dim light.

He buried his face into her neck and smiled, bowing his head and gently: "You can wash me."

"……What?"

"If you are unwilling, then I will help you wash it afterwards. It is the same." Huo Mu Shen's tone was full of trembling, "I don't mind working for my wife."

Song Ci roared in his heart: "I mind, I mind! And the two are the same! Very different!"

She stopped the loss in time, with a flattering and seductive look, and twisted Huo Mochi's black hair: "I will help you wash it, can I help you wash it?"

Nima!

Will go to wife!

"Okay, I hug my wife!"

Huo Mohen opened the quilt with one hand. The white shirt was messy. The tie was loosely worn on his neck. The black trousers were stuck on the leg with muscles. The belt was unlocked by the button. The whole person was lazy.

Song Ci's face was dry for a moment.

The dim light shrouded his handsome features and gave birth to a beautiful atmosphere.

He opened his shirt butt to expose his chest, and walked towards the bathroom with a half -jerk -shirt.

Click!

The bathroom door is locked.

Song browed his eyebrows: "Huo Mushen, no need to lock the door by taking a bath, no one will come in."

How can she have a sense of vision that Huo Mohen is afraid of her escape?

Huo Mo Shen hugged her on the sink, but he bent over and bent over to put water.

Song Ci looked at his red ears, and his heart slammed like a deer.

Suddenly, he turned his head and stunned her affectionately: "Little resignation, call brother to listen?"

Song Ci pulled the corner of his lip. What is Nima's fun?

She refused!

Huo Mu sank to hear her calling herself. After debugging the water temperature, she directly hug people from the washstand into the water, and she didn't even take off her clothes.

The water splashed out in an instant, and Huo Mu sank.

"Huo Mushen! Say it is your bath, not me!" Song Ci looked embarrassed, her skirt floated on the water, showing two thin white legs, and white light was glowing in warm water.

"Small resignation, wet."

The man was dumbly covered in her ear.

Song Ci was swollen, and suddenly a small face blushed, pushing Huo Mushen hard: "You come in to take a shower, hurry up, don't wash it anymore, I will not wait!"

Nonanima, the drunk Huo Mu Shen is really entangled, she should really record a funny joke Huo Mohen!

"Wife, call me brother to listen?" Huo Mu Shen gave this sultry atmosphere in her ear.

His kiss, Man was on her back, fell little by little.

Song Ci gritted her teeth and endured.

The man buried his face in her neck: "You always chased my brother Shen when you were a kid, don't remember, um?"

Nima, I really don't remember!

But Song Ci obviously found that Huo Mushen always asked for the drunk. If he didn't agree, he would toss you fiercely!

Song Ci was angry, biting his words: "Brother Shen."

"No sincerity."

"Brother Shen." Song Ci laughed again, and yelled at Huo Mu Shen sweetly.

"Still no sincerity!"

Huo Mohen said again, revealing a strong dissatisfaction in his tone.

Song Ci inhaled deeply and repeated it a few times in his heart: "Huo Mushen is his own husband, just coax, always tossing her much better than in the previous life!"

After making psychological preparations, forcing these words from the bottom of the heart, a vague figure passed through the eyes, Song Ci was subconsciously called out.

"Brother Shen ~"

"good."

Huo Mohen reached out to take off her clothes. She had taken off her clothes for two minutes and did not succeed. She only heard the sound of a tear -to -tear sound in the air sounded in the air.

Song Ci looked at the clothes distressed, Nima a lot of money?
Chapter completed!