Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

Caught off guard, the lips/petals have slowly moved and landed on the corners of his lips, and the warm atmosphere is like silk threads, spreading out bit by bit, and finally enveloping the two of them, the scorching atmosphere burns again and again, and occasionally diffuses The sounds that came out beat the beat together, playing a beautiful piece of music.

Qiu Ci Mu leaned against the wall weakly, her lips were slightly red/zhong, and the moist color showed what she had just experienced.

Mu Ciwan's lips/petals have come to his neck, holding his Adam's apple that keeps sliding up and down, su//the numbness momentary ci/ stimulates Qiu Cimu's brain, recalling the time when his consciousness was restored The feeling, the whole person's brain is blank, and he can only breathe weakly and//.

After a long time, Mu Ciwan let him go and put him in his arms with one hand, with satisfaction in his eyes, but also a little bit of regret.

After all, the physique of an immortal cultivator is different from that of ordinary people, and the hen/traces imprinted so hard just now have long since disappeared, and they have returned to their previous appearance, only a slight glow of red shows the confusion//luan between the two of them before.

Mu Ciwan finally planted a kiss on his blindfolded eyes.

Qiu Cimu exhaled, holding his wrist with his left hand, his voice was hoarse and slow, full of emotion//yu.

"I really want to see you."

Not through divine sense, but looking at her with real eyes.

"It's almost there, there are still a few days."

Mu Ciwan held his hand back, put his hand on his face, and joked: "The master withdrew his hand last time, shouldn't this time?"

The first thing Qiu Cimu noticed was the word "Master", and his pretty brows immediately frowned, and he said almost without thinking, "Don't call me Master."

This title was called out from Mu Ciwan's mouth, it lacked respect and inferiority, and added some taboo ambiguous//mei, which made his whole heart feel uneasy.

"Okay, that's still called Cimu." Mu Ciwan nodded in response, but it's not clear on what occasion he will call it next time.

After listening to the reply, what Mu Ciwan just said slowly passed through his brain.

The feeling of finger touch also came back.

Compared with her warm palm, Mu Ciwan's face was cold, but the cold feeling made him linger, forgetting his purpose for a while.

"It seems that Ci Mu likes my face very much." Mu Ciwan raised his eyebrows and said.

Qiu Cimu paused for a moment, and responded twice indiscriminately, thinking that the last time he touched each other's cheeks, he was still annoyed because of the incompatibility between men and women, but now he was directly addicted to it, and he couldn't help but want to abandon his composure , hit his head hard.

See if Liu Baihe dug his brain out when he dug his eyes.

This is definitely not possible.

So after thinking wildly, he still pretended to be calm and composed, and delicately traced Mu Ciwan's eyebrows and eyes with his fingertips. From this angle alone, he had the upper hand, if his slightly trembling hands were ignored.

For a swordsman, the least likely thing to tremble is his hands, but at this moment they are trembling slightly when he is depicting his lover's face.

Mu Ciwan waited until he was almost done touching, then grabbed his hand and kissed the back of his hand.

"How does Qiu Jianxiu feel?"

Qiu Cimu coughed, tried to stabilize his voice, and said two words with his thin lips: "Very good."

Awkward fine.

Mu Ciwan's black pupils reflected his voice, and leaned closer, bent down and put his head on Qiu Cimu's shoulder, his warm breath splashed all over his neck, and his voice was full of laughter.

"Really? I'm so honored."

Qiu Cimu didn't know how to answer at all, but he couldn't bear the atmosphere at the moment, so he remained silent until Mu Ciwan pulled him to the chair and sat down, and whispered in his ear: "Add me before In other words, the premise of a happy relationship between two people is that I love you and say goodbye to Mu."

Her gaze was extraordinarily tender, Qiu Ciwan couldn't see it, but she could feel it, and subconsciously searched for Mu Ciwan's existence, and in the next second, Mu Ciwan held it in his hand.

He heard his voice trying to pretend to be indifferent, "I like you too."

He wanted to say love, but the word was too heavy, and he wanted to wait and say it again.

Mu Ciwan didn't care about these things, raised his voice, and moved his eyes back and forth on Qiu Cimu's body, "Since I have said that the two are in love, then I will put my own badge on Cimu's body. myself."

Qiu Cimu almost subconsciously thought about things that are not suitable for children, and he was a little restless, wondering if it was too fast.

Confused, but secretly happy.

But he couldn't see the slyness in Mu Ciwan's eyes.

Hugging him on the bed directly by the waist, bending over and leaning over him, in the midst of Qiucimu's anxious and tangled thoughts of final compromise, she dropped a kiss on his cheek.

"What do you think of this chapter?"

Autumn Resignation Mu: "..."

He felt he was being teased/nong.

I can't wait to arrest Mu Ciwan and beat him up now.

He did act like this, but just as he stretched out his hand, Mu Ciwan restrained him. He wanted to straighten up, but Mu Ciwan forcibly pressed him down.

This person is her!she!Too much deception!

Qiu Cimu thought a little angrily.

But in the next second, Mu Ciwan's lips were already printed on his lips again.

Sliding with his fingertips, he nimbly undid//opened his clothes and slid all the way down.

Followed by, the eyes, lips, collarbone, chest... Hen//marks were planted again and again, but the fruits of labor soon went in vain.

Mu Ciwan's voice changed a little, with a strong/zhi command: "Hey, Cimu, control your repair ability a little, I want to see my marks on your body//ji."

Qiucimu pursed her lips, did not answer her, but secretly controlled her.

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all night.

When the sun came in, Qiu Cimu, who hadn't slept much since cultivating immortality, closed his eyes and took a nap, while Mu Ciwan got dressed and sat by the bed to describe his face.

She loves this person so much, and can't help but want to dou/fuck him, let his usual calm expression collapse in front of her, revealing an expression that belongs to her alone.

This expression will make Mu Ciwan especially useful.

Recalling what happened last night in his mind, Mu Ciwan's eyes were full of smiles and tenderness, and he kissed Qiu Cimu's forehead again before he stood up and looked out the window. In his mind was the message from the paper figurine .

As she thought, nothing happened.