Chapter 319 (1/2)

Mu Tianxing was a little surprised, so after a few steps, he chose to ignore their eyes and came to linglie.

However, when she looked up, she found that the sharp corners of her mouth also had the same smile as theirs.

”What's the matter?”

Some uneasily white complexion, she raised her hand to touch his cheek: ”my face dirty?”

”So you want to marry me.”

Linglie suddenly chuckled, her face ripened in a faint tone of teasing.

His eyes were so focused that she seemed to be the only one in the world.

Mu Tianxing was shy and frightened at first, but now she is familiar with linglie's eyes.

Biting her lip, she finally knew that she had just been heard by them when they called inside.

”Ben and I are husband and wife. It seems to be a waste to get engaged again. It's better to be direct Married. ” Her little face is getting lower and her voice is getting lower and lower.

The nature of shyness can't be changed.

But what to do? Linglie just likes to see her shy little appearance. The more she looks, the more itchy she feels on the tip of her heart. She can't help but want to scratch.

”Cough, it's almost noon. Yajun, what would you like to eat? There is a very good restaurant opposite. It's authentic German food. Would you like to have a taste? ”

Xia Jie, after all, is middle-aged. Looking at the young couple who love you and me, he always feels that it's not appropriate to leave such an identity as the elder, which is quite awkward.

Ni Yajun can't see it anymore. He's thinking about Maureen. It's too sweet to see it. It's cruel to him.

When he clapped the sofa, Ni Yajun stood up and said, ”go! Try the authentic German black beer! ”

Lime smiled at them and waved: ”go ahead, I'll play with my cell phone on the sofa in the living room outside and wait for Zhuoshi and them.”

”Uncle, let's have a taste of watching the game and drinking black beer!”

”OK, let's go! Lime, let Zhuoshi and them go to buy rice at noon. I'll pack more for you and bring it to you after Yajun's meal! ”

”Good.”

People on the edge are talking about something. In the clouds and mist, Mu Tianxing doesn't hear clearly.

Because at the moment, her little hand is tightly held in the palm by linglie, and her lines are depicted in the palm of her hand between him, silently seducing.

This kind of ambiguous seduction, crispy and itchy, made every nerve of her tight, straight throat saliva.

”Ah, the wolf is abducting the rabbit again!”

Finish the last sentence, and close the door directly!

In the room, Mu Tianxing takes back his palm and wipes his back behind him.

But the itchy feeling, how can not rub off, as deep into the bone marrow, as if engraved in the heart.

Linglie looks at her and chuckles: ”now there is no one in the room, you still can't come up?”

She blushed even more and dared not look at him.

Taking off her shoes, she was ready to climb to bed and found that linglie's liquid medicine had been lost.

So she quickly stopped climbing the bed, half sat on the edge of the bed, gently nestled his hand, and carefully helped him pull out the needle.

Holding his big hand with treasure and pressing the place with heart, she waited for about 30 seconds. She took off her fingertips and found that the skin under the cotton ball was no longer bleeding. She smiled and released her hand and looked up at him: ”uncle, OK.”