Quickly wear the evil girl, hug the heroine's thigh tightly and make a ball of love

Lu Qingmeng thought about it again, and it seemed that it was the same. If her sister was allowed to stay at home for three to five days, she might not do anything wrong if the time went by.

Therefore, this plan of keeping her at home and not going out does not seem to work.

"Okay, then don't leave the capital. Tell me in advance where you are going every day, and I will send someone to follow you secretly."

Lu Yue cheered happily when she heard that she no longer had to stay at home.

"Sister, you are the best, I love you so much."

On the other hand, Sang Mo felt a little disappointed!

Lu Yue pushed him, "What's your expression? I'm not dead yet, so there's no need to be so hard to explain."

Sammo: "..." His silence at this moment was deafening.

"It's nothing. I was thinking that if you stay at home all the time and don't go out, you will definitely be bored. I should find some fun for you."

"But Qing Meng knows you well and knows that you will definitely not be able to stay any longer. However, I still suggest you stay at home for the next few days and observe if there will be any problems!"

His fantasy came to nothing, alas!

It would be great if you were at home all the time, looking for some fun for Yueyue, what kind of fun are you looking for?Isn’t he just ready-made fun!

It seems that we still can't have some unrealistic daydreams.

Lu Yue thought for a while, "Okay, I'll just carry it with me for the next three days and see if the influence of fate mentioned by the old gentleman will happen."

No one knows when it will happen or what will happen, so we can only prepare in advance.

Lu Yue glanced at Sang Mo, "What are you still doing here? Go back to your own home for seclusion."

Sammo shook his left arm and said pitifully.

"Then if I can't go out for three days, what should I do if I need to change the dressing on my arm? Are you counting on A Bing and A Mu? That's definitely not possible. They are not careful at all, so I can only stay with you."

Lu Qingmeng rolled her eyes, God, let her go!

She rubbed her forehead, turned around and left. She really didn't want to stay in front of the two of them for more than a minute.

There was no other way, Lu Yue chose to compromise, so let’s keep him in the Lu family for the time being!

I just don’t know if the second brother will come back tomorrow and see Sang Mo and find out that the two of them are together. Will they start a fight? Probably not, right?

The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier, the ground is covered with snow, and the world is completely white.

Lu Yue likes snow, and even more enjoys watching snow.

The servant made two cups of milk tea and brought them to the window. Lu Yue and Sang Mo were sitting together looking at the falling snowflakes outside.

The servant put down the milk tea and thoughtfully brought a blanket.

Songmo covered Lu Yue's legs with a blanket. The milk tea was a little hot, so he put it on the table aside.

For some reason, when he saw the snow now, he would think of the scene where he confessed his love to Yueyue outside the church. It was really a big failure in life, such a failure.

Lu Yue stared outside, the fluttering snowflakes flying in the sky with the wind.

Sometimes she thinks about how nice it would be if she were a snowflake, free and carefree, floating in the wind.

All worries, big and small, don’t exist at all. You can do whatever you want.

I don’t know when she will be able to live this kind of life.

Although life seems good now, it is also very tiring. I don’t know which will come first, tomorrow or the accident. I am anxiously waiting for the so-called fate influence.

Forget it, why are you thinking about it so much? I thought about how happy I was when I first wore it. Why are you thinking about it now? I don’t think about it anymore.

Seeing that the milk tea was no longer hot to his hands, Sang Mo handed the milk tea cup to Lu Yue.

Lu Yue took the milk tea and blew it gently, taking a small sip. The fragrance of milk overflowed, and her stomach felt warm after drinking it.

"Sangmo, what will you do if I disappear one day?"

Sammo didn't even think about it and replied:

"I will look for you, always look for you, until I find you."

Lu Yue looked outside through the glass, "What if I can't find it?"

"No, I will definitely find you."

Although he didn't know why she asked this, he answered seriously.

Lu Yue turned her head and looked at him, her eyes holding each other like sugar threads.

She smiled and put down the milk tea.

Pulling on Sang Mo's tie, he narrowed the distance between the two, and the ambiguous atmosphere gradually rose.

Song Mo put one hand on her side. He leaned forward, his collar drooped, his protruding Adam's apple rolled, and his strong chest exposed under the collar was full of hormones.

A tall figure, a solid male waist, tough and strong.

Poke your abdominal muscles to make them firm and sexy.

Song Mo raised his eyebrows, curled his lips, held her hand and placed it on his abdomen, letting her touch her abdominal muscles and feel his strength.

He approached her and said softly: "Baby, what do you want to try this time?"

There was a certain muteness in his voice, which was deep, rich, and magnetic, giving people a deep and gentle feeling.

"I wonder if my husband's figure can satisfy the baby, or does the baby feel that my husband is injured and can't satisfy you?"

The teasing tone in his words was truly a turn of events.

If Sang Mo lets go, Lu Yue will be no match at all!

But can our sister Yue admit defeat?Definitely not!

She touched Sammo's abdominal muscles hard, then hugged him and hugged his strong waist tightly.

This waist, just holding it, can feel a kind of power that makes people unable to get out of bed for three days.

She buried her head on his chest and murmured softly.

"You won't know until you try it whether it works, but now, you definitely can't."

A pair of soft little hands moved freely around his waist, went up his chest, and wrapped around his neck.

She looked at him, with the word "seduce" written in her big eyes. She did it on purpose.

Song Mo held her waist, the two were close, and their chests collided.

What she felt was hard strength, and what he felt was seductive softness.

Sang Mo's voice almost trembled, and he was trying his best to hold back something.

His hands moved along her soft back and gently stroked her neck.

"Whether it works now, baby, you'll know if you try it."

He lowered his head, held the back of her head, and kissed her with a strong desire like a storm on her lips.

The intertwined words and the passionate kiss.

His kiss was so overbearing that he wanted to tear the little person in his arms to pieces.

A passionate kiss, crazy and possessive.

Sang Mo hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones.

The kiss moved her face, and the passionate kiss slowly turned gentle. Lu Yue almost couldn't breathe, and Sang Mo reluctantly let her go.

He pinched her chin and said word by word: "Baby, I know my body, body, strength, and ability to let you know whether I can do it now."

Lu Yue's cheeks turned red, she took a deep breath, and then looked at him playfully.

She pushed him down on the couch and grabbed the blanket with one hand.

The blanket covered the two of them, and they could hear each other's breathing and heartbeats in the darkness.

An overwhelming kiss fell on Sammo's lips. With a smile in his eyes, he closed his eyes and responded to the little man who took the initiative.