exploitative petting

If you don't talk to him, do you still talk to ghosts?

Mu Ci was very upset in his heart, but it showed on his face that it didn't work at all, it was a waste of expression, so he just casually said: "I don't know."

"Then learn."

"Nobody taught it."

"Am I not human?"

"You can?"

Lu Yunzheng didn't answer, but kept a mysterious smile, which made Mu Ci frown tightly.

Mu Ci didn't believe that Lu Yunzheng could play the piano, it wasn't that he looked down on him, that man was just a rude and reckless man, even in a well-tailored suit, he was still a real bandit.Something as elegant as playing the piano is really against his personality.

But Lu Yunzheng does know how to play the piano, and his skills should not be underestimated.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Yunzheng sent someone to bring over a piano made of black sandalwood, which looked heavy and solemn.He first opened the piano cover and tested the sound, then moved the bench over and sat down to play the piano.

He has a straight figure and a straight back. His ten fingers are skillfully flying over the keys, and smooth and beautiful music flows out from his fingertips. The song "Dream Wedding" is played with the demeanor of a master.

Mu Ci listened carefully, leaning on the piano stand as if intoxicated, and looked sideways at him.The man is immersed in the world of music, with a gentle expression, a smile on his lips, elegant like a gentleman, and noble like a prince.

At the end of the song, he stopped and looked up at him: "Do you want to come together?"

Mu Ci didn't answer, but asked him softly: "It's hard to believe that you would like such an elegant thing."

"I knew you would like it, so I learned it. Mu Ci, you like gorgeous things, BMW villas, brocade clothes, I have them all, as long as you want, as long as I have, I will give—"

"Well, I know." Mu Ci interrupted him, sat next to him, stretched out his hand to try playing on the piano for a while, and then stopped.He didn't raise his eyes to look at Lu Yunzheng, but touched the keys, as if talking to himself: "Words are pale, love is not verbal, the world is so selfish, and I never thought that the love I said would be someone else's blame." tired."

How can there be so many I like you, so I must be with you?

So, don't repeat it over and over again, if you reject too much, even he will be embarrassed.

Lu Yunzheng probably understood what he meant, but he put his arms around his shoulders, kissed him hard, and teased him: "Since you hinted that I want to act, how can I live up to your wishes?"

It is simply absurd and extremely twisted!

Mu Ci glared at him, his voice full of pride: "Don't go too far!"

Lu Yunzheng felt that he was like a pretentious and arrogant cat, he was so happy, he smiled without saying a word, suddenly stretched out his hands and dragged him onto the piano, threw him down, and kissed his lips impatiently.

ding ding dong --

The piano made a crisp sound due to the external pressure, Mu Ci leaned against the piano with his back, supported the keys with both hands, blushing, not knowing what to do.The man didn't play cards according to common sense and also had a sperm in his head, so he pressed him on the piano and kissed him.

"Enough! Don't, don't—" He dodged, put one hand on his chest, and held the piano with the other, scratching around, but the piano made a messy sound.

So fucking aggrieved!

Mu Ci's face was red and his heart was beating, and he was gasping for breath.

Lu Yunzheng was also emotional, and his chest heaved violently. During the break, he saw the button of his shirt torn open due to his struggle, revealing his white skin and delicate collarbone. Beautiful, flat and smooth, sexy and yet aura.He was fascinated by it, and immediately bit down on it.

"Bah—" Mu Ci turned pale with pain, and pulled his hair back, "Don't, don't bite, it hurts—"

Lu Yunzheng's eyes were red, panting heavily, lying on his neck, the passion he exhaled burned his skin.

"A Ci, I really want to eat you!" His voice was deep and hoarse, "I don't care, I will eat you to my heart's content. So, you will get better soon, I can't take it anymore."

Mu Ci thumped in fright, his lips parted slightly.

Lu Yunzheng looked at this convenience, and kissed him again, deep and shallow, hooking his lips and tongue, rolling endlessly.Half of his body touched Mu Ci's chest, and he could feel his real heartbeat through the shirt.Excited and worried, he reluctantly let go, hugging him tenderly.

"A Ci, shall we be together?"

"Your heart is hot and excited, and you also have feelings for me."

Mu Ci didn't answer, but hugged his neck tightly, as if compromising.

Lu Yunzheng seemed to understand this too. After he calmed down, he sat him on his lap and played the piano again.This time he played "Fur Elise", more gentle, delicate and soothing light music.

When the music was about to reach its climax, Mu Ci couldn't help stretching out his hand to play it. The two of them played a piece together, and they were in perfect harmony.

So, throughout the afternoon, the VIP wards of the hospital were filled with pleasant music.

Some children who were sick and hospitalized heard it, and slipped in from time to time, looking around with wide and curious eyes.

Mu Ci is very caring for children. When he sees them, he will let them in, give them snacks and fruits, and is willing to teach them how to play the piano.

With the company of children, life in the hospital seems to be new and interesting.

Lu Yunzheng saw that he was calm, so he stopped staring at him all the time, and even allowed him to go for a walk with the company of bodyguards.

This is how the opportunity came.When he was out for a walk, he drove the two bodyguards away, borrowed a patient's mobile phone, and called Cheng Xin for help.

"Brother Cheng, I'm imprisoned."

Cheng Xin seemed to be driving, and the signal was not very good, so the voice could not be heard intermittently: "What? What's wrong with you? What did you say?"

Mu Ci almost got angry when he heard this, and replied patiently: "Brother Cheng, don't pretend! I know you are tired of me and don't want to get involved in my affairs. But I am Mu Lao's child, no matter where I dislike you After all, you still have to take care of Mu Lao’s face, right? Mu Lao and you are old friends, and he must have told you to take good care of me before he died. Now that sex and safety are being challenged, you should come and protect me!"

Cheng Xin heard the last sentence clearly, and his attitude suddenly became stricter: "What's going on? Explain clearly? Who is against you?"

Mu Ci's voice was louder than his, almost accusing: "Lu Yunzheng, he's imprisoning me! I don't want to be in the hospital, I don't want to see this man. You send someone to pick me up immediately, I want to be discharged!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, thanked him, and returned the phone to the patient.

He lowered his head and walked along a secluded path for a few minutes, feeling restless in his heart.Will Cheng Xin come?Will he send someone to protect him?Can he escape from Lu Yunzheng?Can he avoid the temptation of men's sugar-coated cannonballs?

While meditating, two bodyguards stepped forward and said in unison: "Mr. Mu, Mr. Lu called and asked you to go back and rest."

One word confuses people's hearts.

Mu Ci thought irritably: He hasn't left the ward for 10 or [-] minutes, even if he walks the dog to let the wind go, it's not enough time, right?Lu Yunzheng, a complete control freak, treats him like a dog!

Poor others are under the eaves, so they have to swallow their anger and draw pictures slowly.

Mu Ci reluctantly went back to the ward, watched the man turn off the computer, walked over to touch his head, and kissed his lips.

"How's it going outside?" Lu Yunzheng saw that his expression was not happy, and after a little thought, he knew that he didn't want to come back, so he quickly explained: "I just checked the weather forecast, it might rain later, I don't think you brought any Umbrella, so I asked you to come back early. Look at your little face, do you still want to take a walk? If you like it, I will accompany you next time, okay?"

not good!

They are all liars!

You just want to control me!

Mu Ci rolled his eyes and ignored him, lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.It was only seven o'clock in the evening, and he was in good spirits after a walk.

Lu Yunzheng knew that he was bored, so he didn't know where to find a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and asked him to practice brush calligraphy, and gave him a reason to cultivate himself.

Mu Ci thought he was boring, and his head was full of incredible ideas.Still practicing calligraphy?Does he live like a 80-[-]-year-old man?But he didn't want to practice calligraphy, so he took him out of bed, put him on the table, stuffed the brush into his hand, and said, "Ah Ci, why don't you like it? My group boss will grind the inkstone for you. , imitating the story of red sleeves adding fragrance, don't you know how to cherish it?"

Cherish you big head ghost!

Mu Ci felt angry, picked up a brush, and scribbled on the rice paper: Lu Yunzheng is crazy!

The eight large characters are indulged in brushwork, and the strokes are continuous and encircling. The shape of the characters is so varied that it is difficult to distinguish them. They are clearly extremely aesthetic cursive.

Lu Yunzheng didn't expect Mu Ci to write Kuangcao so well, but it's a pity that this Kuangcao's strokes are so repeated that he really can't recognize it.And he didn't know what he wrote, but he didn't want to show his clumsiness, so he could only nod in praise: "The writing is really good, with the demeanor of a master."

Mu Ci was satisfied now, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and his eyes were bright.

He tore off the white paper, picked up a pen and wrote: Lu Yunzheng, you idiot, you pretend to understand and bring shame on yourself!

After he finished writing, he turned to look at him, obviously waiting for his comment.

Lu Yunzheng smiled stiffly: "The handwriting is more elegant and light, and the momentum is also full, compared with the master."

Mu Ci almost laughed out loud, coughed twice, and said solemnly: "Since you like my calligraphy so much, then, I'll write you a copy, and you can frame it at home."

The author has something to say:

The genre of the article is probably very cold, and the stupid author has newly conceived a salted egg sweet article.This book has been archived and will still be updated.

"Blame you for being too sultry", one sentence: I can't help but blame you for being too sultry.The classic handsome starlet is attacked by VS little wolf dog who is in heat anytime and anywhere.

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