MTL - I Married the Second Male Lead After Reincarnating-Chapter 441 sleep, i don't do anything else

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Xia Zimu seriously thought about how to create such an alternative situation, and Lu Jinghao glanced at her, and took the book away from her lap, "Mu Qing has already decided to leave, the matter between her and your brother should be settled It's over, don't even think about it."

   "I'm going to have a B-ultrasound tomorrow morning, go to bed early."

  Xia Zimu's attention was basically not on him tonight, at least while sleeping at night, he hoped that she could temporarily forget about other things.

  Xia Zimu nodded, lifted the quilt and lay down.

  Lu Jinghao put the book on the bed cabinet, turned off the light, fell asleep next to Xia Zimu, and raised his hand to pull Xia Zimu into his arms.

  After pregnancy, Xia Zimu was lethargic during the day and occasionally suffered from insomnia at night, but she could sleep more comfortably in his arms.

  He kissed her forehead, "Good night."

"Good night."

  After Mo Xiaoyuan left home, instead of looking for a hotel, he drove to Mu Qing's house.

  When he arrived, Mu Qing was already going to bed.

  Seeing Mo Xiaoyuan appearing at the door of the house covered in injuries, Mu Qing was startled, and hurriedly pulled him into the house.

  She poked her head out and looked in the corridor, and seeing no one outside, she closed the door with a "bang".

  When she was abroad, she also saw Mo Xiaoyuan injured.

   Their social circles are completely different, and they will have in-depth exchanges, also because she helped him once.

  Close the door, she turned her head to check on Mo Xiaoyuan's injuries.

  Basically a skin injury, not too serious.

  She asked: "How did you get hurt? Did you meet an enemy?"

   Mo Xiaoyuan's dark eyes looked at her, and there was a dangerous aura all over his body, which was a bit scary.

   Just when Mu Qing thought he would be violent to her, he said flatly, "My dad beat her."

  In just a few seconds, Mo Xiaoyuan's expression returned to normal, as if the dangerous aura emanating from his body just now was just Mu Qing's illusion.

  After hearing what he said, Mu Qing was stunned for a moment, "You are so old, uncle still beats you?"

   "Well. To be precise, it's a fight."

  Mu Qing thought that he was practicing boxing with Mo Qinglin or something, so she didn't ask any further questions, she was in her pajamas and was going to buy some medicine from the 24-hour pharmacy outside to help him treat his wound.

  Mo Xiaoyuan pulled her back, despite being injured, the strength in his hand was still strong, Mu Qing felt like her wrist was being handcuffed by the hardest iron.

   "Skin trauma, it will heal on its own, no need to buy medicine."

  He has never been a pampered young master, and this injury on his body is still bearable.

   "But I see blood on you"

   "It's just a little bit, it's scabbed over, it doesn't matter."

  Mu Qing didn't argue with him anymore, and asked, "Why are you here now?"

  Mo Xiaoyuan's handsome and serious facial features showed no expression, and he said in a tone like a superior notifying work: "My father kicked me out.

   "I'm staying here tonight."

  Mu Qing did not agree: "I can book a hotel for you."

"Need not."

"you"

  Mu Qing just uttered a word, her lips became hot.

  The other party licked her lips.

  The man's pleasant aroma mixed with the faint smell of cigarettes instantly filled her breath.

  After the kiss, he commented unhurriedly: "It's a bit dry."

  The warm and humid touch stunned Mu Qing for a few seconds, her heart felt hot, but she calmed down quickly, and then her face darkened.

  He pulled her into the bedroom.

  Mu Qing stood still.

   "You came here in the middle of the night just to be rude?"

   "If I really want to moleste you, the clothes on your body are gone now."

   There is no need to wait until entering the bedroom.

  The feeling of being suppressed made Mu Qing a little unhappy, she said: "You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa."

   Mo Xiaoyuan said without hesitation: "Together."

  Mu Qing still wanted to refuse, but Mo Xiaoyuan directly hugged her horizontally.

  Mu Qing is wearing thin pajamas, the fabric is soft and smooth.

  The body temperature of the two is exchanged through the entanglement of the fabric, and Mu Qing can even feel the muscle lines on the other's waist and abdomen.

  She struggled a few times, and a man's magnetic and hoarse voice came from above her head: "Do you remember what I said to you in bed before?"

  It happened between them too many times, he said so many nasty words, and Mu Qing didn't even know which sentence he was referring to.

  Mo Xiaoyuan bowed his head, deliberately lowered his voice, and whispered in her ear: "The more you resist, the more I want to **** you."

  Mu Qing froze, bit her lower lip, raised her head and glared at him, without speaking.

  He never gave her justice only in bed.

   Therefore, she did not feel offended when she occasionally said a few excessively nasty words.

   Even now that the two of them are having such a fight, when she heard him say this, her first reaction was not anger, but embarrassment.

  If it were someone else, she might be so angry that she wanted him to die.

   Mo Xiaoyuan glanced at her expression, and knew that she was recalling something.

  The woman in his arms was full of embarrassment, and blushed because she hated him, confusing people for no reason.

   Mo Xiaoyuan suddenly a few days ago, the night when the two had a spring breeze.

  The lower abdomen was a little tight, he strode into the bedroom with her in his arms, and put her on the bed.

  After regaining her freedom, Mu Qing immediately shrank to a corner, looking at Mo Xiaoyuan warily.

   "It was agreed to give me a month to think about it, but the time has not yet come."

   "Don't worry, I won't touch you."

   Saying this, he slipped off his shoes and coat and climbed onto the bed.

  Mu Qing raised her foot to kick him, but he grabbed her ankle.

  His palms are wide and powerful, enough to wrap her ankles around.

  The ankle was grabbed, Mu Qing trembled, and wanted to take it back, but the other party grabbed the other foot and pulled her forward.

  The next moment, the bodies of the two were tightly pressed together.

  This posture is too ambiguous. If it weren't for the clothes covering their bodies, the two of them would be in the same state as those countless nights in the past.

  Felt that he was about to change, Mu Qing panicked, and reached out to push Mo Xiaoyuan, "Mo Xiaoyuan! Get down!"

  Mo Xiaoyuan didn't follow her, let go of her ankle, put his arms around her waist instead, clasped her tightly, and fell down holding her.

  Mu Qing struggled violently again.

  However, this little strength of hers is completely painless to Mo Xiaoyuan.

  He restrained her, pressed her head forcefully into his arms, "Sleep, I won't do anything else."

   Seeing that he didn't move, Mu Qing believed his words, and gradually settled down.

  The woman in his arms was finally quiet, and Mo Xiaoyuan asked again: "Chen Qianming came to see you today, what did he say to you?"

  He looked a little cold, and his voice was tense and hoarse, like a question.

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