Don't Come Ill (MTL)

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Muzhenxi didn't say much after she said that she had broken up, and only told her to pay more attention to rest when she went home.

In his anger, Xiao Jin couldn't find the suspiciousness of Muzhenxi at all, and even smashed everything she could get on her body, Muzhenxi silently accepted it, and then left sadly.

Xiao Jin was not a fool. After returning home, he carefully reviewed the ins and outs and details of the quarrel in his mind, and realized that Muzhenxi didn't mean that.

Xiao Jin is a young lady with a temperament, don't look polite and polite outside, she is a good student in the eyes of the teacher, a good classmate in the eyes of the classmates, even in front of her parents, she is a sensible and caring little padded jacket, but she is a nest in front of the wooden pillow creek. Li Heng, often loses his temper because of all kinds of trivial things, can't find the counseling book in the wrong place, goes out a few minutes slowly, goes to bed late at night, etc., obviously it's not related to Muzhen Creek, you can always find It fell to her from the top. Mu Zhenxi is surprisingly gentle and patient with her. No matter what Xiao Jin does, she always looks indulgent. Sometimes Xiao Jin feels that she is too much. She read books about love and said that in the relationship between two people, it can't be forever. One side indulges, the other side has nothing to fear, otherwise it will cause a crisis, but Xiao Jin can't control it. It's about the so-called petting, coquettish, and fearless.

She lay on the bed with her calf resting on the wooden pillow creek leg, and intentionally read to her the words written by Wang Xiaobo: "I will give you my whole soul, together with his quirks, play a little temper, suddenly Dark, a thousand bad things. It's really annoying, only a little good, love you."

Muzhenxi gave her a leg massage. Under the influence of Xiao Jin, she also read the book. She was impressed with Wang Xiaobo's classic words and asked, "Are you talking about yourself?"

"Yes." Xiao Jin said anxiously, "Is my temper very bad? Will you hate me in the future?"

Muzhenxi took a stop and said seriously: "There is no bad temper, and I won't hate you. It's too late for me to like you."

Xiao Jin's heart was full of sweetness, but she deliberately raised her face, kicked her calf lightly in her arms, and said, "A lie."

Muzhenxi said: "It's true, I swear." She raised her hand, three fingers together, pointing to the sky.

Xiao Jin said lightly: "I don't believe it."

"You can prove it to me." She looked at the wooden pillow creek in time, as if a hunter was looking at her prey, her eyes were dangerous and meaningful.

Wooden Sleeper Creek: "..."

She was dumbfounded, and her two hands that were massaging Xiao Jin stopped completely, awkwardly curled up and relaxed, and then tightened, so anxious that her eyes were almost red, and her heart was full of hot affection, but she didn't know how to ask. The love of the sweetheart.

After a long while, she asked: "How to prove?"

Xiao Jin couldn't bear it and said, "You can just be stupid."

Muzhenxi: "Huh?"

Xiao Jin then got up, raised her hand impatiently and hooked it down Muzhenxi's neck, and actively kissed her lips.

Kissed for a long time.

The lips are divided, panting.

Muzhenxi finally understood, and his eyes lit up: "I see, you want me to kiss you."

Xiao Jin became angry from embarrassment: "Shut up!"

He kicked the wooden pillow creek to the edge of the bed.