72: 72 Was it still painful?

72 Was it still painful?

Was it still painful

It wasn't until noon on the second day that Sukoye woke up.

She couldn't bear the harsh sunlight coming in.

She remembered that she had pulled the curtains down from the bed and found herself naked.

She suddenly thought of something and turned her head slightly. Fortunately, she had already left.

"Buzz buzz buzz."

The sound of a vibration was heard. Sukoye subconsciously wanted to find this modern communication tool.

When he opened the pillow, a pink smartphone Liberation appeared in his sight.

"Oh, Mu Yichen this young woman is really good. She actually uses her pink phone. She's really abnormal."

The moment Sukoye saw the phone, he thought it was the stinky Nan Ren and forgot to take it away. He started to chatter.

The Nan Ren on the surveillance camera almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Can't this pig head think about it?

He was a big Nan Ren and could use such a pink phone?

If you think about it with your toes, you can tell that this is for you...

"Buzz buzz buzz ……"

The phone continued to vibrate. Sukoye snapped back to her senses. When she saw the word "husband" on the screen, her heart skipped a beat." F*ck, so Mu Yichen's not only a good woman, but Nan Ren too! It was true that both men and women ate without hesitation... Tsk tsk tsk ……"

He was still hesitating whether or not to connect. Mu Yichen was already roaring.

This smelly woman actually dared to doubt his orientation...

He simply didn't feel good anymore.

This was the rhythm of death. Sukoye Do you want to go so far?

Sukoye simply pretended not to hear him and went to sleep.

Mu Yichen was furious. This woman actually dared not answer his call?

She couldn't help but keep fighting until she accepted it!

In the end, Sukoye still gave in.

"Hey, uh, I forgot to Boss Mu his cell phone. I'm his servant ……"

"Cough cough."

Mu Yichen coughed dryly and held back his laughter.

Sukoye eyes froze. It seemed like... Mu Yichen voice?

Could it be? Wasn't he his husband? Why was he here?

"Wife, what are you doing?"

Mu Yichen's weird, he really wanted to tease this woman today.

Sukoye Wei Jie sat up and crossed his legs on the bed." Mu Yichen what are you doing? Why are you still asking me? Your flashy pink phone has fallen on this bed. It called me a dream early in the morning. I thought it was your little lover who called, so it was ……"

"Wife, have you said enough?" "Your husband will show up after you have said enough. I'll take you to a big meal to celebrate your discharge."

Sukoye subconsciously tightened the quilt and looked around.

"You... "Where are you?"

He couldn't help but shiver.

"Huh?" "What are you afraid of? I'm your husband and I wo n' t eat you."

Mu Yichen continued to tease him.

Sukoye face turned red, and even the roots of her neck turned red. It was unknown if she was ashamed or angry.

"Come out if you have the ability. Why are you hiding?"

She hid her entire body under the blanket, only showing her head arrogantly.

"Huh?" "Wife, why are you rolling like a meat roll? The key parts are exposed. If other Nan Ren see me, I will feel very uncomfortable."

His sincere tone sounded special. He deserved a beating!

"You ……"

She quickly searched for clues in the room, but she didn't seem to have anything.

"Alright, wife, get up and put on your clothes. I've prepared them for you. They' re all your size, including your underwear."

Sukoye subconsciously followed his instructions and looked at the head of the bed. As expected, it really was!

Moreover, the red underwear was still on the top.

80, D.

Haha.

"Mu Yichen you're really flashy. "How many women have you touched on the chest? You actually know my size."

Sukoye didn't intend to go over and wear it, but he sneered coldly.

Mu Yichen frowned, obviously not wanting to answer this question.

That's right, he did n' t just touch a woman's chest.

And the woman who pretended to be her, Su Yanran.

It was good not to mention it. When it was mentioned, some irreparable pain spread across each other's chests as if it had been torn apart.

"Sukoye Are you wearing it or not? Are you waiting for me to dress for you? "Alright, wait. I'll be there soon."

When Sukoye heard that his tone was wrong, it was probably because he had gone overboard!

Without saying a word, he pulled the clothes off the bed and began to put them on quickly.

Really... It was f*cking suitable.

She was dressed in a beautiful sky-blue fish-tail dress. The scenery on her chest was just right and hidden. The length of the dress was up to below her knees.

It was really her favorite style. 0

Mu Yichen stared at the screen without blinking.

A too perfect figure and face, which was a Nan Ren, would produce some bad thoughts...

When he got out of bed, he realized that there was a pair of thick black leather shoes around 3cm. Coupled with this set, it was not bad.

There was a mirror in front of her. She carefully walked over and gracefully circled it twice. It looked pretty.

There was an undisguised smile at the corner of his mouth as Sukoye winked at himself in the mirror.

Thinking about her Sukoye years of dominating the school, from elementary school to college, she really had such good looks.

No wonder so many Nan Ren liked him.

"Ka."

A loud sound rang out and Sukoye subconsciously turned around.

Uh... …

"Mu Yichen How long have you been standing there?"

If it wasn't for the sound of the camera, Sukoye would still be intoxicated.

Seeing this disgusting Nan Ren, she couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

However, she still pretended to be smiling because she suddenly remembered her plan with He Ziling.

"Well, I mean, we're going out for dinner, right? "Let's go quickly. I' m really hungry."

As he spoke, he pulled Mu Yichen arm and leaned against his chest.

Mu Yichen pursed her lips and smiled." That's good."

However, her expression was uncertain.

He thought that his sincerity had moved her. He thought that the next life would be the happiest time of his life.

However,

Perhaps the tragic ending had long been destined.

In the car, he hugged her waist tightly.

"Is it still painful?"

His big hand slid onto her smooth and fair thighs and walked up.

Sukoye frowned, but it was fleeting.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

He subconsciously wanted to catch his big hand, but how could he escape easily? He still kept walking up his thigh.

Sukoye was completely flustered. There was still someone sitting in front of him. How could he possibly...

Inside, he was wearing a black lace pocket. His big hand followed the edge and walked in...

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