Exclusive Property: Mr. Mu’s Favorite

Ning Xiaofei quietly looked at the face, facing the eyes of Mu Tianye, she smiled happily.

"Husband..."

The man's face sank.

Knowing that it was difficult to escape, Ning Xiaofei had to take the bowl to the mouth and take a sip.

The soup is **** and deep, and the spicy taste is straight into the nose. When I go down, Ning Xiaofei’s tears almost come out.

"Old...husband." She raised her face from the big bowl pitifully. "Can you, let me add some more sugar?"

She is just looking for an excuse. When she returns to find sugar, the soup is cold. What is the use?

Mu Tianye frowned.

"No!"

Helpless, Ning Xiaofei eyes closed, holding a large bowl to the mouth.

Oh...

In one breath, pour the soup in the bowl into the stomach.

At first, the throat was rushing, and the soup came to the chest and abdomen, but it was warm and warmed up. It spread throughout the body, and the back was warm, and the hands and feet were warmed up. It felt like it was just a hot spring. Can't tell the comfort.

Ning Xiaofei opened his eyes and looked at the empty bowl in his hand. There were tears in his big eyes, but his eyes were full of surprises.

She has always disliked ginger. When she was sick, her mother cooked **** soup for her. She always spoiled and refused to drink. Later, when her mother died, no one would give it to the soup. It was the first time that it was the first time. Drink a large bowl of **** soup.

I used to listen to people's **** soup to drive the cold. It is only an exaggeration, but this time it is really feeling.

Raising her hand and wiping a sweaty forehead, she put out her tongue and licked some slightly hot lips, and the man couldn’t help but hit a fullness.

Notice that Mu Tianye, who is still staring at her, is getting more and more pink on her little face, busy holding her bowl and getting up.

"I... go to the dishes!"

Holding the bowl, Ning Xiaofei went into the kitchen and put the remaining noodles in the pot and the soup into the bowl. I just put a little more in the face below. I thought it would be wasted. This is good, just enough for her to eat. .

On the console in the middle of the kitchen, she wrinkled her nose.

Unfortunately, her egg was robbed by him!

After eating the noodles in the bowl quickly, she jumped off the console to the sink, put the used pots into the pool, put on the gloves, grabbed the dish towel and wiped the hands hard. Bowl.

Dead Mutian, forced me to drink **** soup, steal my eggs, I said, I am, I am dying you...

I dare not face up to me, only the bowl in my hand is a maddening.

Behind him, the footsteps whispered, knowing that he came in, Ning Xiaofei only did not see, continue to wash his bowl.

Putting the empty wrist in her hand on the table next to her, Mu Tianye stepped behind her, and one hand reached over and supported her waist.

He... What is he doing again?

Ning Xiaofei’s action was awkward, and the man’s fingers had picked up her hem and slid it into her back.

Feeling his fingers rubbed through the skin, she instantly turned cold.

I am not going to want to come again. !

Under her fingertips, her skin is smooth and creamy, but she is slim and has the unique elasticity of a girl...

On the back, there is a thin layer of sweat.

Khan has come out, it should not catch a cold, Mu Tianye retracted his fingers and turned and walked out of the kitchen.

Listening to his footsteps drifting away, Ning Xiaofei quietly turned his face, just to see the man out of the kitchen figure, she sighed...

What's wrong, do you still have to "touch" before going to bed? !