1224: C1224 Dreamlike Plume

C1224 Dreamlike Plume

When Mu Zihan said this, his face flushed red, her heart was thumping hard, Xuan Xuan was asleep, with no external interference, the living room became extremely quiet, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. There were two peach blossoms in her eyes, and as the spring breeze blew by, the towering peaks rose and fell, causing the perfect curves of the mountain peaks to appear all the more bewitching and enticing.

Mu Zihan didn't know how beautiful she was or how enticing she was. In front of Yang Ping, she was only shy and nervous, even a little bit inferior to him. She was a woman who had a daughter, and there were flaws in her, so she never hoped that she could obtain anything from Yang Ping. She had always been quietly doing business, suppressing the love in her heart, even after the last time they crashed in the bathroom, letting him see things that he shouldn't have seen, she still acted as though nothing had happened.

Returning at midnight, only then did Mu Zihan know that it was impossible. She wanted to completely wipe Yang Ping out of his heart and turn him into a kind of torture. Previously, when she had Xuan Xuan, she felt that her life was incredibly fulfilling. It didn't need the relationship between a man and a woman to be nourished, but rather, it could be satisfied. But now that they met again, the emotions in the depths of his heart exploded. Mu Zihan walked up and down, staring at Yang Ping, she mustered the courage to send an invitation.

Yang Ping looked at Mu Zihan, revealing an astonished expression.

"Okay, go ahead."

Yang Ping nodded and continued to think.

Disappointment flashed across Mu Zihan's eyes as she smiled bitterly in her heart. Many thoughts emerged, and she thought to herself, So it turns out that he had not looked at me seriously since she entered the door, maybe I am not good enough, and not worth him lingering around.

As he turned around and entered the bathroom, Mu Zihan's back view was bleak, causing people to feel pity for him.

After half an hour, Yang Ping woke up from her thoughts and realized that Mu Zihan was still in the bathroom. She shook her head and laughed.

However, Mu Zihan still did not appear after another ten minutes. Yang Ping was surprised.

"Sister Mu."

Yang Ping packed her thoughts and walked to the bathroom door and called out: "Sister Mu, I want to go to the toilet." He was too embarrassed to ask directly if you had finished your shower, so she could only find a reason to go to the toilet. But strangely, Mu Zihan did not respond.

Her heart thumped, Yang Ping thought, nothing will happen, right? Mu Zihan had still not recovered from Qiu Xiaozhi's kidnapping, and she was still frightened. In the bathroom, she could not help but get nervous, the air in the bathroom was too misty, and the air was thin, prone to hypoxia. Yang Ping found it difficult to use her perspective-looking eyes to see the situation inside, thus she asked: "Sister Mu, do you want to speak first?"

Still no response.

Yang Ping frowned, she thought, saving others was more important, she did not care about other matters, what if something happened to Mu Zihan? With a push, he pushed open the bathroom door and walked in, saying, "Sister Mu … "En..."

After entering the bathroom, Yang Ping was stunned.

Mu Zihan did not faint, but sat in the bathtub, blankly staring at the flower above her head. It was unknown what she was thinking, but she was extremely deep in thought, and did not even hear the shouts outside.

"You …" When Mu Zihan saw Yang Ping come in, not only did she not cry out in shock, she even had a faint feeling of joy in her heart. She seemed to understand Yang Ping's thoughts very clearly and couldn't help but become excited, "So it turns out that he didn't like me, but liked this kind of method. It's something else. "

Mu Zihan rejoiced in her heart, as long as she was interested in her, it was a good thing. No matter what posture Yang Ping liked, or under what conditions, she could try it.

Yang Ping awkwardly stood in the bathroom. Although she had only caught a glimpse of Mu Zihan's figure, that kind of soul-stirring charm was like a ripe peach. She had never seen a woman with the mature and enticing temperament that Mu Zihan had.

"I …"

Yang Ping forced a smile: "I was worried that something might have happened to you, and I thought you had fainted in the bathroom after calling you for a long time," Realizing that Mu Zihan's eyes were filled with water, I thought that you were scolding yourself for being such a bastard.

"Wait!"

Yang Ping's weak voice came from behind. She froze, but did not turn around, and asked: "What's wrong?"

A pair of hands climbed onto Yang Ping's shoulder.

Mu Zihan's face flushed red and she used her trembling hands to pull Yang Ping away. Then, the two of them faced each other honestly, as long as Yang Ping lowered her head, she would be able to see everything about Mu Zihan.

"Let me help you …"

Mu Zihan gasped for breath, her tone was nervous. The desire in her eyes, could melt any man.

Yang Ping's mind rippled, knowing what Mu Zihan meant, she could not help but become excited.

Sister Mu's intentions were very clear, as long as he was willing, he would be able to obtain her body. Judging by Sister Mu's reaction, she could cooperate to anything. In addition to what happened with Qiu Xiaozhi today, perhaps Mu Zihan was grateful to her, and wanted to repay her with her life.

But could he accept it?2

As Yang Ping was feeling excited in her heart, she suddenly thought of the Heaven Slaughter Divine Star.

No!

A stern voice appeared in Yang Ping's heart. Mu Zihan was not Zhu Xi, not Ming Zhu, she had her own life. She was an ordinary person. If she were to be involved in the conflict of the martial arts world, she would die without a burial ground.

Pushing Sister Mu away, Yang Ping ran out of the bathroom: "I'm sorry. I can't. "

Sister Mu's wail came from the bathroom.

It was full of sorrow, causing one to feel pity for it.

Yang Ping sat back on the sofa and sighed in her heart. Saving Mu Zihan and her daughter was already over the line.

Every time he thought about the Zhu Xi he saw in the rescue room, Yang Ping's heart would ache inexplicably. That was no longer Zhu Xi, and she was no longer the real Zhu Xi, from the inside to the outside. Moreover, Zhu Xi was looking at him as if she was a complete stranger.

The expression of surprise and indifference was exactly the same as when they first met.

Yang Ping was unable to bear the blow. Without even turning her head back, she did not even dare to go back and take an extra look. Mu Zihan was the same. Yang Ping could not bear to see that.

But the crying in the bathroom softened Yang Ping's heart.

He heaved a long sigh, feeling exceptionally distressed.

The hardest thing to accept is a beauty's kindness.

She did not know how long had passed before Mu Zihan finished putting on her clothes and walked out of the room with her head lowered. She did not dare to take another look at Yang Ping, as her sad beautiful figure touched her heart and Yang Ping could not help but say: "Sister Mu, come over here."

Mu Zihan stopped and said softly, "I'm tired, I want to go to sleep first."

His tone contained disappointment, self-pity, bitter smiles, and grief and despair …

Mu Zihan was a very conservative woman. When one fell in love with a man, they would always be completely sincere, so they would basically not take the initiative to express their love.

But Yang Ping's actions had deeply hurt him.

Mu Zihan was disheartened.

The greater the courage, the greater the damage, the easier it was to sink.

Yang Ping felt bad and said with a sigh: "Sister Mu, come sit over here. I'll explain to you why I can't take you, okay?"

Mu Zihan's delicate body trembled.

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