Chapter 510: You see that I look like something (2)

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Chapter 510, you see that I look like something (2)
"Okay." Ying Tong looked at Xi and glanced at him, and several men walked into the room, and the door was pulled again. Xihe was isolated, and could not hear anything, and could not see anything.
She knew that it was estimated that Mu Chucheng called Ying Tong to go in, and he wanted to explain some of his things about Lei.
Lei Zi’s traitor is the most hated of Mu Chucheng, because his own self-interest, but also killed a brother, how can easily let go.
Xi and now are very anxious to see Mu Chucheng, but her heart hung in the moment is finally put down. Since he will tell the British to go in with them, it means that he has no serious problems.
She waited for about twenty minutes outside the door, and the British had finally come out. She immediately said: "British, can I go in and see him?"
A man looked up and down her: "Mu Shao needs a break now."
Ying looked at the man and the man immediately bowed his head.
Yingtong did not say anything, just looked at Xihe: "You go in, Mu Shao has now slept, you be careful, where are you going to sleep tonight?"
Xihe pointed to the inside: "It’s dawn, I’m inside, I don’t have to sleep.
She just looked at the time, it’s already four in the morning, now it’s cold, seven o’clock is bright, and only Three hours.
"I still sleep for a while." Ying Tongdao: "You go advanced, there should be a quilt in the cupboard, you take a bed, you can rest on the sofa for a while."
Xihe gratefully nodded and opened the door and walked in.
The man saw her in, and said: "British brother, what is she coming to? Why does Mo Shao care about her? She has never seen her before."
Ying Tong looked at him with stern eyes: "I know that you are nervous, but in the future you know the rules. Some things are not something you can interject and intervene."
"Yes, Yingge." The man also knows that today he did a lot of overstepping things. For example, when he was outside, Mu Chucheng said that he would let them go, but he thought of the dead Ange, so he was unwilling. , like now...
He also asked about things that he should not ask.
Xihe opened the door and went in. The footsteps were particularly light, because she knew that Mucheng was estimated to have just slept shortly. She didn't want to quarrel with him.
She came to the bed, stood there and looked at him, carefully helped him pull the quilt, sat in the chair in front of the bed for a long time, felt a little sleepy, and thought of the English and her words, so Then she stood up and went to the front of the cupboard to open the door, but she found that the quilt was placed on the top layer. She was not tall enough to move the chair in front of the bed and stand on the chair. The quilt, when she reached for the quilt, one accidentally, the quilt fell from the top of the cabinet to the ground.
She was shocked and quickly got out of the chair. She was worried that she would be noisy to Mucheng, so she picked up the quilt and looked at the bed and took another look.
Mu Chucheng really woke up, and his mouth was licking the evil smile and looking at her side.
Xihe put the quilt on the sofa and walked over. He whispered: "I woke you up?"
Mu Chucheng picked up an eyebrow: "I just knew when you came in."
Xihe silently said: "Then you sleep, I don't say anything, I..."
When she hadn't finished talking, she was stunned by Muchucheng and took her to the bed to sit down. His deep eyes stared at her and watched: "The wound hurts, can't sleep."
"Is it painful now?" Hehe listened to him and was nervous. He sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch his back: "Can I see your wound?"
Mu Chucheng is still staring at her, but she is talking about the words: "You are wearing my clothes, really sexy."
"..." He and looked down at himself: "Which is sexy? Only the two arms and the soles of the feet are exposed all over the body."
Mu Chucheng buried her face in her neck and smiled a few times: "I saw you wearing my clothes, I am very impulsive, what should I do?"
Xi and nature know what he meant by the impulse. She moved her shoulder: "Don't make trouble, let me see your wound."
"Yeah." The voice came from his throat, and he gently responded.
Xihe turned around, untied his pajamas button, took off his clothes, let him face himself, and then looked at the wound. She thought that Mucheng said that the wound was painful because the wound that had just been wrapped was cracked. But not.
She helped him pull the clothes and muttered: "The wound is not cracked. It is estimated that it has been anesthetized, so it will hurt, and bear it..."
Her voice stopped short at this time, because Mu Chucheng suddenly bowed his head and kissed her lips.
Xihe’s body froze, and the hand holding his clothes paused. She looked up at the man and saw him bow his head again, clutching her back of the head with force, and the burning kiss swept over. Xihe pushed his shoulders with his hand, but he didn't dare to use too much force because he knew he was hurt now.
She gasped: "Mu Chucheng, you are hurt now, don't mess."
Mu Chucheng slightly loosened some of her: "Do you see me like something?"
Xi and clearly saw his own shadow from his eyes, and clearly saw the desire.
She stared at him and found that she had learned a lot of things in the past, but the only thing she couldn’t learn was to take him from the bottom of her heart.
She lowered her head and breathed deeply. The eyelashes trembled, loosening his hand, getting up from the bed, standing on the carpet with bare feet, holding his face with his hands, slowly lowering his head. Proactively kissed his thin lips and placed his hand on his waist.
Mu Chucheng's lips and corners slightly hooked, slightly forcefully, hugged her on the bed, hands on both sides of her body, long fingers pinched her chin: "I have a back injury, you can't ride a horse, how? Do you want to go backwards?"
Xihe’s ear was a bit hot, and he pulled the quilt next to him and looked at him:
It’s better for us to sleep.

"Okay, sleep." Muchu’s hand didn’t know when he stepped in, and Xi’s breathed and held his hand:
Mu Chucheng...

"do you like it?"
She shook her head insanely, and he bit her lip bite: "The little liar, who likes it, likes to lie, and the woman is a sinister animal."
The moment when Xihe’s clothes faded, the dawn of Muchu’s city froze, and he stared at her left chest.
Although the light in the house is not so bright, he still clearly sees that it is a tattoo pattern, and this pattern is exactly the same as the pattern on the back of his right hand.