Hey, we are not dirty! [gl]

A thought suddenly popped up in Jing Muyao's heart, and she deliberately added embellishments, "It's that Miss Ruan you said you liked me before."

Ji Weixi froze for a moment, and filtered it in her mind, did she say this sentence?Miss Ruan, Miss Ruan... Oh, she remembered, she used Jing Muyao's computer several times before and saw messages from Miss Ruan.

"Oh, it looks pretty good. If you like it, start it as soon as possible, otherwise it's hard to say that you won't be caught first."

Jing Muyao's index finger rubbed against her thumb a few times, as if it was beating with the beat of her heart, her eyes were as deep as water, and she couldn't see her emotions clearly: "Do you really think so?"

"Ah."

"Understood." Jing Muyao bent down, picked up the suitcase and went straight to the room, passing Ji Weixi.

Behind her, Ji Weixi pursed her lips, then turned and walked towards the room, but she didn't notice her unknowingly twisted fingers.

"Mom, don't be busy in the kitchen. I was in a hurry to bring you home so I forgot to clean up. I'll do it in a while, and I'll take you to rest first." The woman shook her head and continued to wipe the dishes. , Jing Muyao reached out and grabbed her fingertips, "Mom, go and rest."

Only then did the woman raise her head and look into Jing Muyao's eyes. At the same time, she put down the bowl in her hand and touched Jing Muyao's cheek. Tears glistened in her eyes, and her rough fingers trembled slightly, fearing that Jing Muyao would be scratched. skin.

"Mom, I really have a good time here. In the past, I kept my house very clean. This time is an exception. Don't think too much about it."

If a woman could speak, she would definitely express her heartache at this time, but unfortunately she couldn't, so she just shed tears silently, and the movements of her hands were very gentle.

"I'm tired." Xiaoxuan's voice sounded behind him, Jing Muyao looked at him and then at her mother, "Mom, Xiaoxuan is tired even if you are not tired, let's go and have a rest together."

"Let's go." Jing Muyao supported his mother's arm and signaled Xiaoxuan to follow.

Before buying this villa, Jing Muyao had considered the idea of ​​taking her mother and Xiaoxuan over to live together one day, so she paid careful attention to the number of rooms, and it just came in handy now.

"Mom, I specially prepared this room for you. Xiaoxuan's is next door." The room has all the basic supplies, and it can be seen that it has been carefully taken care of. A framed photo.

Mother Jing picked up the photo and touched it, then looked at Jing Muyao kindly, her eyes were full of joy and relief.

"This is the only photo of you left in my mobile phone after I left seven years ago." Jing Muyao was a little emotional, and there was a tremor in his voice, although it was not obvious, it really existed, "Mom, every day When I miss home and miss you, I will pick up the photo and look at it, and after a while, I will feel better."

"I talk a lot today, Mom, go to sleep, I'll take Xiaoxuan to his room to have a look."

"Don't think I'll forgive you for what you said."

Jing Muyao paused when she laid the bed sheet, and then returned to normal: "Xiaoxuan, sister is very happy that you have grown up."

"The pain you caused my mother and me will not be made up for with a few simple words from you."

"I know." Jing Muyao straightened up and stood back, leaving room for him, "Come and see if the bed is soft and comfortable, huh?"

Xiaoxuan looked at her, came forward with some reluctance, then touched the mattress with his hands but did not make any further movements.Unexpectedly, he was picked up and thrown directly in the middle of the big bed, bouncing up in the air.

"How is it? Are you comfortable?" Jing Muyao asked looking at Xiaoxuan who was lying sprawled on the bed.

"...not bad." After Xiaoxuan said this, he suddenly remembered what happened just now, and the little man was a little shy, "But, you, why are you hugging me! I will try it myself!"

"Go to sleep, I'll call you when the meal is ready." Looking at Xiaoxuan who was huddled under the blanket with only the top of his hair exposed, Jing Muyao had a slight smile in his eyes.Take your time, she will make up for her mistakes little by little.

"Crack!" Just as Xiaoxuan's door was closed, there was a crisp sound that made Jing Muyao's eyebrows twitch.

"What's the matter?" Jing Muyao looked into the kitchen, and immediately walked over to hold Ji Weixi's slender hand that was about to pick up the scraps of the plate, "If it's broken, it will be broken, I'll do it."

"I'll clean up what I broke." Ji Weixi withdrew her finger that was held in Jing Muyao's hand, and reached out to pick it up again.

"What's wrong with you?" Jing Muyao grabbed her wrist with all his strength, but she easily avoided it.

"Since I want to stay, I naturally have to do something, otherwise how can I have the face to stay here."

Ji Weixi's thorny words made Jing Muyao's expressionless face turn a bit cold, and her voice was uncontrollably stiff: "Then you pick it up."

But as soon as she turned her back, Mu Yao regretted it, but her pride did not allow her to turn around again, so she gritted her teeth and walked out of the kitchen.

"It's time for a dog." Cursing in a low voice, Jing Muyao suddenly turned around, went in and squatted down, and picked it up with Ji Weixi.Why can't she be ruthless?

"Why are you in again?"

"I have nothing to do." Jing Muyao blinked angrily and accidentally cut her hand, and blood flowed out from the wound in an instant.

Jing Muyao didn't care about this injury at all, but today when Ji Weixi was by her side, she suddenly wanted to pretend.

"Hiss...the wound still hurts, hiss..."

"Stop pretending." Being exposed in an instant, Jing Muyao's face collapsed, boring.But in the next second, her injured finger was surrounded by something warm.

The feeling of electric shock made her froze all over. She lowered her head slightly and saw Ji Weixi's small mouth with her finger in it, and her tongue was still licking it slightly.

"You..." As soon as Jing Muyao spoke, she was speechless because of a comfortable feeling. Could it be that Ji Weixi's fingers have magical powers?

With a flexible tongue, soft lips, and a beautiful face right in front of her eyes, Jing Muyao couldn't control it.

So, after an unknown amount of time, Jing Muyao stared at her injured finger that was still more than half exposed, and couldn't help making a movement of reaching in.

This action instantly stopped Ji Weixi's tongue, and his lips parted slightly.

Jing Muyao stared blankly into her eyes, did not stop the movement of her hand, but moved it desperately again, making a complete pumping and thrusting movement.

Jing Muyao was totally unaware of the result that she was about to die, but secretly thought in her heart - doing so seemed a bit erotic.

How to break the honey juice excitement?