My Third Gentleman

Chapter 982 Jing's father's rival in love (4)

The little woman in her arms stared at herself with squishy eyes, still faintly covered with a layer of water mist, her light-colored lips were also a little blushing by her own kiss, her face was like a peach and plum's slapped face...everything Everything is so beautiful.

Mu Jinchen sighed heavily, bowed his head and pecked the bright red lips gently, "Baby, you are the little fairy sent by the heavens to confuse me."

The faint eyes are showing a certain kind of heat, the voice is a **** tone at a certain time, the unparalleled careful liver is also a little bit bumpy, plus a certain kind of heat and hardness felt by the pretty buttocks...

Wushuang is not without personnel, naturally guessed what was going on, Qiao blushed, struggling to get down, "Obviously your own self-control ability is poor, you still rely on me, I will let go."

The voice was soft and delicate, as if a feather on an angel's wing swept lightly across his heart.

No matter where Mu Jinchen was willing to let go, he locked her in his arms, with some kind of unconvincing warning, "Don't mess up any more, let me hold it for a while, otherwise the consequences will be at my own risk."

Wushuang didn't dare to move anymore, curled his lips, just hugged him quietly and listened to each other's heartbeats.

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As for the other loving couple who returned to the summer garden, they just parked their car in the parking lot, with a high temperature of more than 30 degrees, turning around at the door, anxious like ants on a hot pot, the old housekeeper ran profusely Come here.

"Miss, grandpa, you finally came back. Just now a man with long hair and a long beard came to the house, and he kept yelling at the door when he came, saying that he is looking for his lover, and that he is finally qualified to come. Said that the master had eyes above the top, he was too poor and loved the rich, so he beat the mandarin ducks... The master was afraid that everyone knew that he was noisy, so he had to let him in. Now he is doing it in the living room. The master’s face is as black as the bottom of a pot. of,"

The old housekeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, while telling the story.

The expression ability of the old housekeeper is not bad, not only Xia Muxue, but also Jing Hongyuan can understand what is going on.

There was also an anxious look on her always gentle and calm face. The hand pushing her wheelchair loosened, and put it on her shoulders, her tone was a little anxious, "Xue'er..."

Xia Muxue was stunned for a while, patted her husband on the back of her hand with her backhand, and did not turn her head back, she only asked her husband indifferently, "Hongyuan, do you believe me?"

Jing Hongyuan held her pure white hands tightly, "Xue'er, I naturally believe in you, but he disappeared for twenty years and suddenly appeared, I am worried..."

"Go in, don't worry about anything, Hongyuan, there are some things I may not have told you. Maybe when I chose to marry you, I already liked you, otherwise I won't give birth to you both. I abandoned my promise to him, and I felt uneasy, and it took me 20 years to find him, maybe just for peace of mind. If I found him earlier and relieved the demon earlier, we won’t be wasted. For ten years. From now on, I just want to watch you live, do you understand?"

In this case, Xia Muxue has never said that Jing Hongyuan has always loved her in her own way, and what she has given to her is just to fulfill her inner willingness. Whether she responds or not is not in his consideration. He placed himself very low, never forced her, even if he just watched her happiness quietly, he was willing.

(End of this chapter)