Chapter 1745: We have a cute baby like almond

It was dark at night, and Ji Mianmian's bed was near the window, and she could hear the cold wind blowing outside.
She couldn't see Mu Rongmian's face clearly, but ... the flashing light in his eyes made her heart flutter all the time, and the temperature on her face rose straight.
The light in his eyes, like two clusters of flames, was burning more and more.
Ji Mianmian licked the corner of his mouth: "You ..."
Mu Rongmian slid down from her chest and fell to her abdomen: "Baby, let's have a child, as cute as almond."
Ji Mianmian felt that the area where his finger slipped and brought her a wave of electric current. It was crisp and numb, leaving her soft and exhausted: "I ... I also thought about it, but ... The child ... is not what we want, he will come immediately. "
Speaking of almonds, Ji Mianmian really loves, chubby, white and tender, obedient, hugging very soft, big eyes, grinning at you when you smile, feeling that the heart is melting.
Probably, in this world, no one can refuse to talk about a child like a little angel.
Mu Rongmian's hand plucked at Ji Mianmian: "So, we have to cheer. If we don't cheer, why would the child come?"
After a while, Ji Mianmian breathed quickly: "You ... you really ... didn't you run here? You ... I told you ... if you, if ... sneaked in, I ... My dad, but I won't spare you! "
Mu Rongmian's face was buried in her chest. "Of course not, father-in-law has gone back to the room to sleep."
Ji Mianmian really feels a little surprised. Her dad is so difficult to handle. Her temper is notoriously stinky and hard. When she grows so big, she can only see that he is soft before a person, that person is her. mom.
How could Murong Mian persuade her dad so easily? Just thinking, Murong Meng rushed in.
Ji Mianmian exclaimed: "You ... why ... why ... don't say hello ..."
In the night, Mu Rongmian's lips curled up, biting her head and biting her lips: "How can you run away at this time, um ..."
Ji Mianmian didn't have the strength to answer this question, climbing his shoulders, biting his lip, trying to press down the moan that would overflow from his throat
groan.
She patted Murong Mian's back, "You don't ... so ... what's going on, my parents are next door ...? ..."
The kind of ordinary living in her house lives in the community, the sound insulation effect is not so good, and the house has been for some years, the sound insulation effect is even worse.
Mu Rongmian smiled evilly and suddenly held Ji Mianmian and kissed her lips.
Then there is no sound.
At home, in the house where he grew up, rolling sheets with the man he likes, Ji Mianmian is nervous, a little uneasy, and feels very irritating, feeling different from before.
After a lingering affair, she felt exhausted. She was very depressed all the time because she was afraid that she would wake up the parents next door.
Leaning on Murong Mian's arms, Ji Mianmian finally dared to take a long breath.
It was already three o'clock in the middle of the night, and the two were lying on a single bed, their bodies were only affixed together, tightly stitched together, as if glued together, no one could separate.
Mu Rongmian reached out to turn on the lamp on the small desk near the bed, and the room was dimly lit.
He turned around and looked around. The room was small, and there were graffiti on the wall when Ji Mianmian went to school, and he also posted two certificates of his honor.