All The Male Leads Have Blackened

Cen Simiao was lying on the sofa, feeling the hand on her body, and she was always groping. She gritted her teeth and gasped a few times. She couldn't help looking back, but only saw Lu Mufan's shoulder.

After struggling a few times, she heard what Lu Mufan said, and she suddenly became angry. On the surface, he was full of rhetoric, and was unambiguous at all.

Cen Simiao fluttered her two long legs, especially seductive in the light. Lu Mufan reached out and grabbed her, rubbed her fingertips, kissed her neck, and hit her gently: "I'm telling the truth, how can you still struggle Do n’t you give me a reward for my honesty? ”

Cen Simiao said, "If you change things, I won't struggle."

He didn't say a word, his hands were getting fiercer and he slid in.

Cen Simiao didn't even care about scolding.

Lu Mufan's strength was so great that her skin was reddish, and it hurt especially. Cen Simiao took a cool breath, and couldn't stop making him light. Lu Mufan became more and more energetic, especially fierce, and she couldn't help shaking.

Lu Mufan bit her earlobe lightly, and her hot breath fell on Cen Simiao's skin. She bit her lip, but still made a gasp sound, especially hooking her, Lu Mufan's eyes became deeper and deeper.

The clothes she wore were already thin, and now she was tossed as if she weren't wearing them. Suddenly Lu Mufan turned her body over, Cen Simiao saw his expression, and their eyes collided.

She looked uneasily elsewhere, but Lu Mufan moved forward and stared at her. Cen Simiao tightened her palms, and suddenly felt a heat around her waist. His hands were scratching lightly, and itching was so severe that she couldn't help saying "ah".

Lu Mufan bent his eyes and kissed her lips, Cen Simiao seemed to resist, and he kissed more intensely.

Cen Simiao frowned, and his two slender legs caught his waist intentionally or unintentionally.

I know you have to come here obediently today.

When the middle of the night, the sofa stopped, and the clothes were thrown everywhere. The pajamas worn by Cen Simiao had been broken into rags, and there was a circle around her arm, pushing Lu Mufan who was pushing her.

He was also tired enough, but clenched her, holding her shoulders: "You let me rest for a while."

Cen Simiao raised her eyes, pursed her lips, and stomped his feet. He was not annoyed, and pressed her side to sleep instead. She suddenly felt numb and frowned.

I feel sticky and uncomfortable and want to take a bath.

Cen Simao pushed him away, standing softly on her legs and feet, but stepping on the tie he threw on the ground, and her panties, wet.

She gave it a disgusting glance, went to the bathroom to clean it, and her legs trembled. Just holding the bath cream on her body, the door suddenly opened, and she looked up, Lu Mufan was staring at her, looking back and forth.

Cen Simiao entered the state instantly, her body was tense, her emotions were grieved and angry: "You go out! You still have a face to see me! You are going to divorce, and you are still doing this kind of thing, are you human?"

Lu Mufan walked in generously, then closed the door: "So while I'm not gone, hurry up."

Cen Simiao was so angry that she couldn't speak, she was just a bastard, and she spoke in the same way as a supermarket with a big price reduction.

She dropped the bath bottle and reached out the door, "Get out!"

Lu Mufan picked up the shower gel on the ground, squeezed out a bit on the palm, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Cen Simiao: "Don't you say I like you to hook my neck?"

She didn't even admit it.

Lu Mufan dragged her, squinted her eyes, and the two of them stuck together. Cen Simiao glanced for a moment, but did not respond. Lu Mufan had stroked her and slowly applied the bath milk.

Cen Simiao bit her lower lip and tried to push him away, but was pressed by Lu Mufan against the wall, her arms resting on his shoulders. With the weight of his hands, he couldn't help but catch his neck and mouth. Breathing.

He looked down without any hindrance: "That's right, this is really good."

After the fierceness, a lot of mess remained. First of all, the clothes had to be thrown away, they were all wet and dyed, how could they be worn, and the sofa was messy.

Lu Mufan didn't even mean to take a hand.

While he went to the bathroom, Cen Simiao put on her clothes without a word, then ran to the hotel lobby and reopened a room. Within a short while, the cell phone rang and Lu Mufan called her.

Cen Simiao connected the phone.

I said directly over there: "I've packed the sofa, where are you?"

She said truthfully, without telling a little lie, and added: "I hope you don't have any misunderstandings. They are all adults. Those in the room are nothing."

Lu Mufan didn't speak for a long time.

She tempted: "Are you listening?"

Lu Mufan gave a hum, then hung up.

Cen Smiao froze, shouldn't, she didn't lose her temper.

In fact, sometimes people will change. Some get dumb, some get smart after many setbacks. Lu Mufan evolved. When the next morning, Cen Simiao came out of the hotel, but was notified that the group had gone.

It is said to be urgent.

Cen Simiao was a little embarrassed. She was holding a mobile phone to contact others and asked what was happening, but suddenly she saw Lu Mufan appear. He glanced at Cen Simiao: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Cen Simiao frowned: "I have a car."

He replied casually, didn't speak any more, and turned to walk outside. Cen Simiao also took her luggage to drive, but she didn't start the engine. She got out of the car and looked at it in confusion.

Lying down, the car tires were scratched.

There is no need to think about it, unless Cen Simiao is stupid, she will not guess that Lu Mufan did it. She squeezed her lips and was about to go to him, but Lu Mufan had already come over and didn't speak. Staring at her, Cen Simiao didn't give him a good look, and was very angry: "What do you mean?"

Lu Mufan dragged her directly into his car.

Wei Li came out of the hotel to see the scene, and hesitated: "What's wrong?"

He just received the news from others before he knew that the big guys had all withdrawn, wondering so much that he never expected to meet them here.

Lu Mufan made a move, looked up, and did not close the door: "What's the matter with you?"

The health calendar frowned, and the tone was dry: "□□ The taste is too strong, have you taken gun medicine?"

Lu Mufan glanced at Cen Simiao, his eyes narrowed, and he whispered in her ear and said, "He called you gun medicine."

Cen Simiao opened her eyes wide and was about to speak, but Lu Mufan lowered his face and closed the door, then got in the car and started the engine to leave the place.

Wei Li stared at the **** of the car, and her eyebrows were incomprehensible. Yang Mu walked slowly from the hotel door. He looked at it: "What happened to Lu Mufan and her?"

There was nothing uneasy in Yang Mu's face.

After that night, Yang Mu knew that Lu Mufan's feelings for Cen Simiao were fundamentally different from rumors. Instead, it seemed that Cen Simiao didn't want to be with him.

Lu Mufan was pretending to be in her heart.

So Yang Mu didn't come forward to him anymore, but in the end he felt sad. He heard the calendar again, and immediately became impatient: "Don't you all see it and ask me what to do?"

Wei Li frowned.

After Cen Simiao returned home, Lu Mufan did not let her sleep alone, but ran to her bed and squeezed together. Cen Simiao's face was a little annoying, but it was quite enjoyable.

Lu Mufan's desire to control is quite strong. She won't let up all night and sleeps on time every day. She also has to drink a glass of milk. She was chasing a drama once, and was particularly unwilling to go to bed early, and Lu Mufan didn't respond.

But suddenly there was no internet.

Waking up the next day, Cen Simiao saw that the network cable was cut.

It's really hard to say.

Wei Li was also contacting her recently, still thinking about what Lu Mufan would do to help. She opened the door and said directly to him, "He helps you? Or dream more practically."

The calendar was not discouraged, begging her.

Cen Simiao feels that he is idle. He has clearly started investing. He also wants to do what Lu Mufan does. Even if it is foolproof, it is not necessary to do so.

The system has gone through so many worlds, and already knows: "Are you stupid, isn't the health calendar just looking at you, and looking for something close to you."

Cen Simiao raised an eyebrow.

She had been cold to her because of Lu Mufan, and she didn't care about the calendar at all, and ignored her. She would definitely not take the initiative to let the calendar be lost.

So she thought about starting a company by herself, and then giving the health calendar a miserable, but if he had that thought, and he was bolder, he wouldn't have to take her shots.

Lu Mufan is estimated to be unbearable.

After Cen Simiao moved this idea, when she received the news that the health calendar let her go out to meet again, she did not refuse. When the two met and talked for a while, Cen Simiao was impatient, and left after a while.

After taking a few steps, I suddenly turned back and smiled with my eyes bent: "At eight o'clock in the evening, you call again and remember to contact."

She sat back in the car. Before Lu Mufan went to the company today, she was asked to go back earlier and said that it was almost the wedding anniversary. Let's prepare a meal first.

Cen Simiao agreed, Lu Mufan was particularly satisfied.

She pursed her lips, smiled, and said to the phone: "No, if you are busy, you can't come back so early, work is important."

The tenderness on Lu Mufan's face froze instantly.

They said that the good time was six o'clock, and Cen Simiao didn't go back, she just slept in the car and fell asleep, especially homesick.

Lu Mufan called and she glanced, rubbed her eyes, and got more spirited before picking up.

He said over there, "Busy?"

Cen Simiao frowned, and her voice was particularly sweet: "I'll be right back. Don't worry."

Lu Mufan breathed a sigh of relief, seemed relieved, and squeezed his brows: "Come back early."

Hanging up, Cen Simiao yawned and continued to sleep.

Two or three calls were made indirectly, all from Lu Mufan. She kept saying that she would go back immediately, but did not move. Lu Mufan was anxious, and she could hear the impatient tone.

She pursed her lips.

When Lu Mufan called again, Cen Simiao frowned: "Why do you keep hitting and say you'll go back immediately, what should I urge?"

Lu Mufan hung up the phone, his throat rolled, and his face was very dark. He opened the call log, and a minute ago he called Cen Simiao's company.

The assistant said she was not there.

He clasped his phone.

At 7:30, Cen Simiao drove to the house with a smile on her face, and walked up to him without any uneasiness: "Are you waiting so long? The company is too busy, and I want to come back early. "

Lu Mufan said nothing and took the bag she was carrying. Cen Simiao bent over to take off her shoes, then put on the slippers he brought, bent her eyes and hugged his waist, and kissed him on the cheek. "I'll take a shower first."

He nodded, his eyes dark, like the same stagnant water.

Cen Simiao ran to the bathroom to take a shower. He glanced at the vegetables that had been cold, and went to the kitchen to reheat it. When everything was done, he set the table again, opened the wine bottle, and poured it into the glass.

The colors are beautiful.

Suddenly he heard the ringing of the mobile phone, he looked up, it was the movement in Cen Simiao's bag.

He was holding the wine bottle, his body was straight, his face was wooden, and he had no expression. The bell rang once, and then rang again, very persistent.

The zipper of the bag was pulled open. Lu Mufan took out his mobile phone, the screen was on, and a long list of phone numbers, he connected.

"It's eight o'clock, are you home?" Wei Li's voice.

Lu Mufan pulled the corner of his mouth, his eyes instantly became creepy.