Don't make trouble!The villain can't be this cute

The pajamas that Song Anan was wearing were really ecstasy and ecstasy, and they were covered with just a few key points. The other parts were either hollow lace or flesh-colored tassels with a strong drape.

She only glanced down, and almost rolled her eyes in a hurry, bent over with blushing, trying to reach for the blanket back.

How could Jiang Mu let her succeed? Song An'an slapped his back against Jiang Mu's body when he tightened his slender and powerful arms.Jiang Mu is really thin and has a big frame, so the real collision is definitely not better than hitting the wall.

Song Anan's frail little body was about to fall apart after being thrown, she was tearful and didn't dare to struggle anymore, she could only fold her arms with both hands, trying to cover the ketone body that made her feel ashamed.

She couldn't see Jiang Mu's expression now, and she definitely didn't want to see it, but she was forced to turn around, unable to resist, she could only lower her head and close her eyes tightly, the arm protecting her body trembled violently.

There was a dead silence after that, Song An'an's heart beat like a drum, and his mood was as tormented as before his execution.

It wasn't until the cool hand held her arm, and the moment she opened it slowly, that Song An'an screamed as if her tail had been stepped on, scratching and waving her hands out of thin air.

Jiang Mu turned his head slightly to avoid it, and the hand holding Song An'an's waist tightened again. Song An'an was almost out of breath, opened his eyes and looked at her in horror, pushing Jiang Mu's body with his hands in a dying struggle. arm.

Jiang Mu stood on the first flight of stairs below her, straightened up just to look at her, those eyes as deep as a deep pool seemed to have dispelled the gloomy hostility, and became full of tenderness.

Song An'an was taken aback by the look, and quickly struggled again, but Jiang Mu didn't attack or defend, and let her struggle, only when Song An'an gradually regained his senses, he seized the opportunity and made a painful expression.

"hiss--"

Jiang Mu pretended to free his hands to cover the neck scratched by Song Anan's nails, his brows were slightly frowned, his eyelids were slightly drooping, and his long and curly eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, which was really pitiful.

Song An'an put his mind away almost instantly, reached out to touch Jiang Mu's wound with "breast exposed", and whispered in panic, "Are you all right?"

Jiang Mu immediately opened his eyes, lowered his head to admire the style of pajamas leisurely, and the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction: "Well, it's okay."

Is it okay? Is there something wrong or nothing?Song An'an didn't know that Jiang Mu was not evaluating her injury but her figure, so she still looked nervously at the light red marks on her fair neck.

Jiang Mu didn't look at her any more since then, and kept lowering his head and talking deeply to Song Anan's "abandoned guard" body: "Are you a cat, Miss Song?"

Song An'an was still concentrating on rubbing the scratch marks, earnestly trying to wipe them off.After getting no response, Jiang Mu finally raised his head, gently turned Song Anan's face, and looked at her intently, smiling at the corners of his eyes, opening and closing his thin lips, with a gloomy voice: "The girl named Song Anan, Jiang Mu is not your hero ?"

These words were like a thunderbolt, and Song An'an trembled. She twisted her neck in embarrassment, and she didn't know what to say.

Jiang Mu's eyebrows and eyes are like a crescent moon, and his voice is as clear as the sky after the rain: "Look at me, Song An'an, I am Jiang Mu."

"I lied to you!" Song An'an blushed and gritted his teeth: "I wouldn't like you!" Song An'an's rudimentary brain betrayed her again, revealing another well-known secret.

Jiang Mu's smile faded when he heard this, and he slowly lowered his eyes, looking downcast.After pausing for a few seconds, she turned around and bent down to pick up the blanket, carefully wrapped Song Anan up, then raised her head and smiled softly at Song Anan, squinting her eyes, then turned around and walked to the living room.

Song An'an suddenly felt that he had said something outrageous, and almost couldn't help shouting, "I'm sorry for lying, I like you to death!"

But the sudden oppressive atmosphere made her feel stuck in her throat, unable to speak out, she just stared blankly at Jiang Mu's lonely back.She clenched the blanket on her body, and followed lightly in small steps.

Jiang Mu stopped, but didn't look back, his voice was cold and lonely in the empty living room: "It's okay if you don't like it. Song An'an, I have less than a year left, and there are too many things to finish, I can't bear it any emotion."

The living room didn't turn on the lights, Song Anan looked at Jiang Mu's lonely and precarious back in the dark, and felt an overwhelming sense of weightlessness, she flew over and walked around Jiang Mu to stand in front of her, and asked in fear: "What are you talking about! "

Jiang Mu looked down at her and smiled sadly: "Didn't you hear about me when you first met me? I can only live until..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Anan hurried forward and covered Jiang Mu's mouth: "How can you believe that kind of thing, that woman still said it was me..." She pursed her lips, as if she had made up her mind to throw herself into Jiang Mu's arms Li: "You have to worry about this kind of thing, why don't you just kill me!"

There was silence in the empty living room, Jiang Mu finally raised his hand to respond to her hug, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Then I would rather choose the result she predicted."

Song An'an's whole body tensed up, her heart skipped a beat, her eyes were wide open, but she seemed to have lost her vitality, and it was as if her soul was being hollowed out.But gradually, an unusual luster bloomed in her eyes little by little, like spring water melting ice and snow in the same river, sparkling with waves.

Song An'an stuck to Jiang Mu's shoulder dully, and said softly, "I won't kill you."

"I'm not the kind of person you imagined." Jiang Mu sneered at himself, "Heroes? Heroes are the ones I want to kill. If you see me clearly one day..."

Jiang Mu raised his face, his eyes were a little empty: "My father also died at the hands of his favorite woman back then. I have always felt sorry for him, and felt how despicable he deserved to die..." She looked down at Song Anan: "Until I met you, Only then did I feel that maybe there is some fate, and it is the best ending that God has given to those of us who have committed many evils."

"No way!" Song Anan raised her head panting anxiously, frowned and looked at Jiang Mu resolutely: "I don't care what kind of person you are! No matter what you do...I..."

Song An settled for a while, lowered her head and bit her lower lip tightly, blushing before shouting: "I like you all!"

Jiang Mu looked at her deeply, raised the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, and before the gloomy and fierce luster in his eyes revealed, he pulled Song An'an into his arms again, and said in a mocking but affectionate voice: "I know, An An, I know .”

Song An'an's emotion at the moment was so excited that it was hard to describe, so naturally he didn't think about how illogical things were.

She didn't even think it was so sudden that Jiang Mu fell in love with her, because she herself fell in love with this demon subtly and deeply from the first sight, and she also kept her feelings deeply in her heart.

Although Song An'an found that she was not interested in boys since she was in junior high school, in fact, she has never had such a strong love for anyone until now.Back then, the reason why Chen Man succeeded in pursuing her was because she stood out from a bunch of men and it was the first time a girl showed love to her.

Song An'an just felt that being with Chen Man was not repulsive, but she could only accept simple emotional exchanges like holding hands for dinner, and she couldn't even tell whether it was friendship or love.

It wasn't until Jiang Mu's appearance that it was a throbbing shock for her. Everything that happened now was her wish, so how could she be willing to analyze the truth of the matter?

Jiang Mu put away his face, lifted Song Anan's shoulders with a smile, gently picked her up and placed her on the sofa, and stretched out his hand to tear off her blanket.Song An'an instinctively tensed up, still holding the corner of the blanket tightly with one hand.

Jiang Mu leaned over and knelt in front of her on one knee, looked up at her seriously, and asked softly, "Don't you want to?"

Song Anan shook her head in a hurry, let go of the blanket like an electric shock, folded her hands tightly on her lap, said something falteringly, and closed her eyes obediently and stupidly.

A vicious gleam flashed in Jiang Mu's eyes, he stood up in satisfaction and put Song An'an down on the sofa, gently stroked her looming lower abdomen with his hands, leaned over and pressed her neck slowly.

Before the kiss fell, Jiang Mu turned over and got off the ground in a flash, picked up the blanket and covered Song An's security department neatly.

Song Anan was brought back to her senses by the touch of the blanket, opened her eyes and looked at Jiang Mu shyly and suspiciously, only to find that she was looking at the door with anger on her face.

Song An'an hurriedly wrapped the blanket tightly, stood up and looked over, but found no one.

Jiang Mu, however, scolded angrily: "Why do you know how to knock on the door? Occupational disease? Tired of work?"

Song An'an watched Jiang Mu get angry at the air, and suddenly felt a little weird, and stretched out his hand to reach Jiang Mu in a panic. Jiang Mu turned around and saw that the blanket on her body was about to slip again, so he quickly reached out to grab it.

At this time, Song Anan was still looking at the door anxiously, and found a figure suddenly appeared somewhere. He was terrified, turned around, opened the door and went out, rang the doorbell a few times, and shouted inside: "Master Jiang! Your phone is not turned on. , the leader wants you to go see her immediately." He paused and added in a low voice: "The leader is very anxious."

Song An'an felt that this voice was familiar, and after thinking for a while, he remembered that when he was first arrested and sent to the supernatural group two months ago, it was a man who would disappear that knocked him out.

This kind of invisible ability user has always been able to come and go without any obstacles. Although Song An'an can't see it, Jiang Mu can easily detect it.

Song An'an felt a little scared when he thought of this, Jiang Mu turned his head and said softly, "My mother may be in a hurry to find me, she wants to go out, you ask Aqin to find clothes for you to change, and I will ask you to put your clothes on in a while. The two sisters will come and accompany you."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Mu cleared his throat on purpose, lowered his head to Song An'an and closed his eyes.

Song Anan was taken aback for a moment, then pursed her lips knowingly, and kissed Jiang Mu's side face coyly.

"Ok?"

Jiang Mu's voice was full of impatience, and he still closed his eyes and remained motionless.

Song Anan stuck out her tongue with a red face, raised her head and quickly pecked Jiang Mu's thin lips, immediately covered her mouth with her hands, squinted and smiled, turned her back and lay down on the back of the sofa.

Jiang Mu chuckled, touched the back of her head, said "Wait for me to come back", got up and left.