"Tang Muchen."

Tang Yuehua has never called his name so directly, but everyone knows that now, it is obvious that she is really a little angry.

It is impossible not to be angry in the face of such a situation, even if you are elegant and have strong Qi Nourishing skills

Not to mention that what Tang Muchen did just now is true, and there is something wrong.

[how dare you, hold your mouth to...]

Even if she is not young, she is still a yellow flower girl, and she is so young. There are always uneasiness and CI excitement in the face of such things for the first time.

The happiness that just reached the threshold is still filled in my heart, so even now Tang Yuehua feels crisp and numb, and can't lift up his whole body.

Even though the voice when calling Tang Muchen's name just now has the meaning of anger and anger, it still has the taste of charming and eroding bones.

The guy Tang Muchen still hides in Tang Yuehua's skirt and doesn't come out.

"Hmm ~"

Perhaps the white skin felt other touches, and Tang Yuehua made a lovely cry.

But she couldn't help it. She suddenly opened her skirt and revealed one of the hot men.

His handsome face showed a little red, which seemed to be a feeling of some gangster, but his mouth was wide open, as if he had eaten something.

Out of his skirt, he suddenly began to breathe.

"I'm really suffocating, sister Yuehua. You're too CI excited suddenly."

Tang Muchen touched his nose and smiled strangely.

But will Tang Yuehua give him a chance to flirt with himself?

Her face was frosty and her tone was flat. She suddenly stretched out her small hand and pinched each other's nose, and she still used some force.

"Hmm ~"

Unexpectedly, Tang Muchen, who was pinched by his nose like this, naturally had no way but to show this expression.

Of course, he pretended this on purpose. Every time he made sister Yuehua angry, he would use this confused expression, and every time the other party would let go of himself because of this.

It can be said that Baishi bailing should also be applicable in this case, probably

"Don't pretend to look like that. I know you want to muddle through again."

Tang Yuehua said so, but the strength in his hand is much smaller.

[sure enough, it still hurts me, even if I did such an excessive thing.]

[but don't worry, sister Yuehua. You have everything others should have.]

I can serve you any way I want in the future

"Well, hurry up."

Put down the small hand holding Tang Muchen's nose, and finally Tang Yuehua softened his heart.

Just let Tang Muchen leave quickly with a cold expression.

"Sorry, sister Yuehua."

Tang Muchen hurried out from under the table and hugged each other's slender waist.

His head was buried under each other's chest, smelling the faint fragrance of violet flowers, and he unconsciously narrowed his eyes.

"All right, all right, I see."

Maybe it was because Tang Muchen held her too tightly, which caused her some discomfort. She slightly showed an uncomfortable voice, but she still didn't push Tang Muchen away.

"Wow ~"

Tang Muchen buried his face in it, and then Baba moved around.

Tang Muchen was deeply fascinated by the flower like aroma and soft touch.

And this guy's hand was still on each other's waist, but now it's moving down

Tang Muchen originally belongs to LSP type. Just now he seems to be dissatisfied, so he starts to do bad things with his big hand.

If someone is around now, it is estimated that a scene can be found, that is, a fat, tender and juicy peach is pinched into various shapes with one hand, and even can pinch out the water. With the action of the big hand, the peach will tremble slightly.

It's really strange. What are they doing? Why does Tang Yuehua's face show an obvious blush?

The risk of two people doing this kind of activity in the office is still great, because Lin Yaner can come back at any time when he goes out, but Tang Muchen doesn't care. Who will get great happiness like this?

But it's almost over. If you continue, you'll probably be very angry.

Tang Muchen smiled and took back his hand. Sister Yuehua seems to be still confused.

[sure enough, I'm still a big girl of yellow flowers. I'll get familiar with it later.]

Gently pecked the lavender eyes with wet meaning, and Tang Muchen stood up.

She put on her trousers under the big table and soon finished wearing them.

A little looked back, but Tang Yuehua was just sitting there quietly. Tang Muchen smiled, opened the doors and windows on one side, changed the Golden Dragon Wings and left along the wind.

Almost the moment when Tang Muchen's figure disappeared, the door reopened, revealing a charming smile.

His eyes stared at the wide open doors and windows in the distance and quietly smiled.

Lianbu moved slightly, and her eyes looked at Tang Yuehua, who was calm again, holding a bowl of brown sugar water in her hand.

The door closed and her best friend began to talk. Tang Muchen naturally didn't know all this.

……

Came to his room, Tang Muchen directly lay in bed.

In fact, he didn't know how long their conversation would last, so this time was at his own disposal.

Miss Silver Dragon King slept happily in her quilt.

She just showed her little face, but her usually cold and gorgeous face would take off all her precautions when she slept, revealing a girl's happy sleeping face.

Listen, Miss Yinlong Wang once said that she used to sleep uneasily and didn't feel particularly warm until she slept with herself.

Because when she was alone, she always had a dream symbolizing her previous experience, but it never appeared since she fell in love with Tang Muchen.

[in fact, although I am an asshole in love, I can also give these beautiful girls a warm harbor!]

The big hand gently touched Miss Silver Dragon King's small face.

The smooth and elastic touch jumped on his hand, and Tang Muchen's big hand continued to move. It was clear that he had done something bad to Tang Yuehua's sweet buttocks just now. Now let's pinch Miss Yinlong Wang.

It's hateful.

"Well, but I'm so tired of driving before."

Tang Muchen stretched a big stretch, then took off his pants and clothes and rolled into his quilt.

The big hand directly hugged Miss Yinlong Wang, probably on the other party's belly, buried his head in his shoulder and long hair, smelled the faint fragrance and went to sleep.