Chapter 705: Are you a fairy?

Zhao Anan is very curious: "Where?"
Mu Qing smiled and said: "When you go, you will know."
The more she did not say, the more she curious, the more she asked, "What is it?"
"If you do well, I can consider telling you in advance."

How can you perform well?

"It's just the comfort of my service, like you used to serve me."
"Hey! Wood bastard, you don't want to face! I am like this. You still think that it is cheap for me. I want to go home, let me go!"
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At the beginning, Mu Qing did not want to do anything to Zhao Anan.
Today she is uncomfortable and has a special physical condition. Of course he will not be a beast.
But Zhao Anan moved around in his arms, and accidentally touched him here, and accidentally poked there.
Mu Qing had no fire and she was set aside by the fire!
He gritted her teeth and pressed her under her body, squeezing her lips slightly and whispering: "Are you a goblin?"
Zhao Anan’s innocent eyes wide open:
I didn’t do anything, it’s your own heart!

"If you touch it, I am even a pure-hearted monk who feels like you are coming, let alone I want to eat you!"
Mu Qing said, unceremoniously untied the crystal button of her chiffon shirt, her snow white abundance wrapped in white underwear, the impact of the picture makes Mu Qing almost nosebleed.
He bowed his head and bites, and Zhao An’s painful "ah" screamed.
Her voice is a little charming and somewhat delicate, and the sound of the wood is rising.
You can't eat Zhao's security department and solve it.
"Mu Qing, you bastard, stop, I hurt!"
Mu Qing’s biting her movements was noticeably gentle, but it didn’t stop at all.
Zhao Anan was tossed by him for more than half an hour. He was lying softly in the wooden arms, lazy and didn't want to talk.
Mu Qing’s breath is still unstable, and he is not even relieved, but it is even more uncomfortable.
He reluctantly said "Little Fairy", then held her whole person in her arms and told her to fall asleep.
Zhao Anan comfortably looked at the waist of Mu Qing, and asked without a head: "Do you like other women?"
Mu Qingyi, looked down at Zhao Anan, and said: "No!"
"Then you check the body for those women every day, are not at all tempted?"
Mu Qing knows why Zhao Anan would ask if he likes others.
He couldn't help but laugh, and the punishment-like effort sucked her delicate pink earlobe.
"If I check one, I will be tempted once. I will check ten times a day and move ten times. Ten times a day, my heart will not be broken! I am a doctor, I have seen so many people's bodies, I have been used to it, everyone. It’s the same in my eyes. I thought you already knew how to ask me this question until now?

Zhao Anan did not answer Mu Qing’s question. She couldn’t say that she had never felt like a woman who had touched another woman before, but now he would be jealous when he touched another woman.
This is the career of Mu Qing. Zhao Anan can understand that she was only checked by Mu Qing today. He thought that he would also check other women, and the vinegar in his heart was committed.

Is it different from others?

If there is no difference, why did Mu Qing see her every time... The enthusiasm made her unable to eat, and his love for her was so obvious.
But women are all the same, they look the same! How could she be different from others, she is not three breasts...
Mu Qing’s hand is still on Zhao An’an’s smooth body. He whispered in her ear:
Yeah, I am also wondering, what difference is it with you, let me remember so, probably because of this world. There is only one Zhao Anan!"
Zhao Anan did not have the meaning of pursuing the roots. I like it, I don’t like it, I don’t like it. Many times, there are so many explanations.
But when she heard Mu Qing, she was still happy bubbling.
He said that there is only one Zhao Anan in the world!
She is his only one.
Zhao Anan was satisfied and slept in the warm embrace of Mu Qing. As a result, she didn't sleep well last night. I didn't sleep very much today. When I woke up, it was already more than five in the afternoon.
The sound of Mu Qing Qing’s good voice rang on her head:
Little goblin, wake up? Maybe I should call you a little lazy pig, sleep for so long, and I can’t wake up.

Zhao Anan stretched out, and he did not want to move in his arms.
She subconsciously hugged Mu Qing's waist, but in her heart she raised an illusion that she had lived with Mu Qing for a long time.
The phrase "We are getting married" has been in her heart for a long time, almost once again said to export.
Zhao Anan feels that she seems to have been forced to meet with Mu Qing since she was forced to meet with other women. After she was forced to kiss other women, her thoughts of marrying Mu Qing became more and more intense.
When no one used to force her, she felt that it didn't matter. It was quite good not to be close to Mu Qing.
Because she used to believe that she would not lose Mu Qing.
Now, seeing Mu Qing is so popular, the woman rushed to him, and the wood father also desperately urged him to find a good woman to marry, she has an inexplicable sense of crisis.
No one will always wait for you in the same place. If you want to get it, you have to pay.
Mu Qing had given up on her before, because she not only refused his proposal, but also disappeared from his life for a long time.
Mu Qing loves her, no doubt.
But if she does not cherish this love, she squanders the emotions between them, then he will one day get tired and lose confidence in their common life.
She struggles on the edge of life and death, and is also on the brink of love.
Before she died, she determined that she could not completely forget Mu Qing.
Her feelings for Mu Qing have been engraved in the bones, and unless she dies, this feeling will dissipate with her life.
She likes the peace and happiness of the present, just wants to maintain the status quo, do not want to disrupt.
"You are not going to take me to a place? Where are you going?"
Her voice is faint, her body is relaxed, and her heart is pleasant.
If she is let her die now, she is satisfied.
The only thing she can't bear is the green.
Mu Qing kissed her forehead and smiled. "You slept for an afternoon. I wanted to take you there. The result is not going now. What should I do?"
Zhao Anan, who has always been fond of new things, is out of the woods: "It doesn't matter, if you don't go, you won't go, it's good now."