goddess is a man

He walked over, took off the rag that was wrapped around Mu Zixi's head, and fondled his hair, "Didn't you say you were hungry?" Then he took his hand and walked to the table to sit down. He serves food.

Mu Zixi took the meal and honestly lowered his head to pick it up, only to feel that Ling Yu was staring at him so fiercely that he didn't dare to look up, and felt that he was about to bury his face in the bowl.

With a chuckle, Ling Yu put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and leaned on the back of the chair with his arms folded, looking at him intently.

"Are you eating? Or counting rice?"

Thinking about what happened just now, Mu Zixi was so ashamed that he didn't even dare to look up, his whole face was burning, it must be as red as a boiled prawn.He still maintained the status quo, and continued to bow his head in silence.

"I said that I will not force you. If you still resist me like this, I am not afraid that you will come to force me." Ling Bi is very helpless now.

Hearing these words, Mu Zixi was shaken all over, bit the bullet and lifted up slightly, looked up and down at Ling Yu, and said in a muffled voice from the bowl, "I'm not resisting you." He put down his chopsticks, lowered his head and covered half of his cheeks with the back of his hands.

"I, you, don't play hooligans casually in the future." He turned his face halfway and raised his eyes to peek at Ling Yu, and continued: "You can't touch me, and you can't play hooligans in words."

Ling Yu couldn't help but laugh, and suddenly covered his face with one hand and laughed so hard that he couldn't do it.He forgot that his little mouse was too thin-skinned.

"Okay, can you raise your head up to eat now?" Ling Bi smiled unabated, watching him straighten up leisurely and pull/pull his face out of his stomach.

Really, the face is still red beyond words.

Ling Yu smiled, picked up the chopsticks and said, "Is that why I don't invite you to see me?" He reached out and picked up a spare rib and put it in Mu Zixi's bowl. "I'd rather eat a bowl than raise my head to pick up vegetables."

Do you think I like eating bowls, Mu Zixi scolded.

He chewed the pork ribs that Ling Ling had given him, and his face returned to normal. "That's not because you are going to be a hooligan at every turn."

Ling Yu didn't speak, but secretly smiled inwardly.Is this called hooliganism?His endurance is too low.He tapped Mu Zixi's forehead with his fingers, "Let's eat, the food will be cold when it's served." If he knew what Ling Xi was thinking now, he would have roared loudly: Isn't this called hooliganism?Isn't this called hooliganism? !

The so-called satiety, after eating, Mu Zixi was so satisfied that he lay down on the bed and went to fatten up.I haven't had a good rest in the past few days, especially at night when my nerves are almost broken. Now that I have a bed and a quilt, I don't feel sleepy suddenly.The talent snored lightly after being sleepy not long after being under the quilt.

Ling Yu packed up the clothes that the waiter from the shop had bought before, walked to the bedside and saw that Mu Zixi had fallen asleep with the quilt between his legs.He sat on the edge of the bed, helped him take off his clothes and pants, and then covered him with a quilt.

When helping Mu Zixi undress, Ling Xi really suffered.Mu Zixi's body leaned against him limply, and he took off only his single clothes, and he could see the white and undulating chest on his chest from the hem, and his movements froze instantly.No matter how good his concentration is, this beauty is still defenseless in his arms, and this is a good opportunity to attack.

He whispered in a hoarse voice: "Zixi." Mu Zixi only hummed twice, but when he wanted to turn over, Ling Bi hugged him with both hands, arched his body twice and then stopped.

Playing hooligans can't be done aboveboard, so let's sneak around.

Put Mu Zixi on the bed and cover her with a quilt.Seeing his sleeping state, Ling Bi slowly leaned down and whispered in his ear: "Zixi, if you don't make a sound, I'll take it as your consent."

He murmured like a raving, nibbling Mu Zixi's ear with his lips and tongue, spraying his hot breath on his skin, and the soft moisture flowed down his fair neck, lingering on Mu Zixi's beautiful collarbone.

One hand slid into Mu Zixi's unlined clothes with ease, his fingers climbed onto his delicate skin and stroked it, and the other hand caressed his fingers.

Mu Zixi frowned slightly, and hummed softly, seemingly in distress.This weak groan/groan undoubtedly gave Ling Xi a powerful aphrodisiac, and his dark eyes were filled with desire.When his fingers touched the coolness on Mu Zixi's wrist, it was like a basin of cold water poured his raging desire/fire from head to toe completely, without even a spark left.

He looked at the shiny white bracelet on Mu Zixi's wrist, no matter how he looked at it, he hated it.He raised his body slightly, and turned his gaze back to Mu Zixi.Seeing Mu Zixi's slightly messy unlined clothes and the brand mark on his collarbone, he felt a little better again.

So what if you have an agreement with Zixi, the person beside him now is me.

Ling Bi's fingers brushed over the bright red hickey marks left by him, and the corners of his mouth were upturned proudly.Cover Mu Zixi with the quilt again, lay down beside him with all his clothes on and hug him, let him lie down for a while too.

When Mu Zixi woke up again, it was already dark.I don't know what time it is, the room is pitch black with no lights on, and no human voice can be heard outside.He lay on the bed, moved his fingers, rubbed his eyes, and stretched comfortably before slowly getting up.

Sitting on the bed, he was a little dazed, his head was a little dizzy, his hair was a little messy, and his voice was a little hoarse.He opened his mouth and hummed a few times, then shouted into the dark room: "Ling Bi."

No one answered.

He was the only one in the dark room, and he was a little flustered.In a strange place, especially alone in a dark environment, the senses will expand infinitely.A little bit of movement will become extraordinarily clear.

Mu Zixi's heart felt like a beating drum, his back felt cold, and his forehead was sweating.I heard the sound of water ticking in the separated bathroom, very slowly.The open doorway was pitch black.Suddenly heard a creaking sound, as if someone was stepping on the wooden floor and screaming.His flustered eyeballs rolled around, suppressing his panic and shouted again: "Ling Bi, is that you, Ling Bi?"

Still nothing.He began to breathe harder, feeling that he was being squeezed by the darkness, and let out a horrific scream.