Chapter 130 Be Honest

Mu Beiting stood by the bed, picked up Kumamon, and tried to pull it away from her arms.

Su Xiangwan frowned, but hugged it even tighter.

Mu Beiting's face turned black, and he exerted a little more force, making the pulling movement a little louder.

Su Xiangwan frowned, still holding on tightly and refusing to let go.

Mu Beiting felt displeased, why didn't she hug him so tightly when she hugged him.

Simply, he let go of the bear, grabbed one of her legs, and stuffed it back into the quilt.

Su Xiangwan groaned and turned over.

Only then did he take the black Kumamon away from her arms and gently placed it on the bedside.

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Beiting looked at the time.

It's almost a little bit soon, or...or should he sleep for a while?

With this thought in mind, he gently lay flat beside her, looked at the roof, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

I don't know how long it took, but he felt a little drowsy in a daze.

Unexpectedly, Su Xiangwan turned around suddenly and hugged him into his arms, a snow-white jade leg stretched out from under the quilt again, and pressed against his thigh without warning.

Mu Beiting snorted, his whole body tensed up, and he woke up instantly.

Su Xiangwan frowned, only feeling something uncomfortable in his legs.

Why isn't Kumamon soft anymore...it's still hot.

I moved up and down a few times, trying to find a suitable posture, but it didn't feel right.

Mu Beiting's eyes darkened a little, and his breathing became heavier.

But the little thing beside him still slept soundly.

He grabbed her slender thigh and threw it off him, lowering his eyes slightly, the body that had just calmed down began to swell again.

But Su Xiangwan was unwilling and hugged him for a while.

The dishonest calf lifted up again, and struggled to ride on him again, as if trying to find a suitable posture.

Mu Beiting frowned and held her down to keep her from moving.

But within a few seconds, her legs stretched out again, rubbing against him back and forth.

Mu Beiting's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the woman's smooth and delicate skin made him almost collapse.

"be honest."

He whispered a warning.

Seemingly feeling that his tone was too fierce, Su Xiangwan said dissatisfiedly, "Ugh..."

"obedient."

His tone softened a bit.

But Su Xiangwan lost his temper, turned his back to him, and stopped hugging him, as if he was angry with him.

Mu Beiting's throat tightened and he relaxed for a few minutes.

Sighing lightly, he leaned over, took her into his arms again, and said in a low voice, "I'm angry."

But where Su Xiangwan could hear it, there was only a burst of even breathing.

Smelling the faint fragrance of her body, Mu Beiting struggled to endure the restlessness in his heart, and lowered his eyes in resignation.

*

The next day, early morning.

Before the alarm clock woke up, Su Xiangwan was woken up by waves of pain in his stomach.

Opening her eyes in a daze, she found that she was hugged in someone's arms, a strong arm wrapped around her waist, and her big hand was falling on her... chest, very warm.

Su Xiangwan was a little dazed, why did he feel that this hand didn't seem to be his own.

He pinched the big slender and clean hand hard.

She reacted a little sluggishly.

uh... it doesn't hurt at all...

As if not reconciled, the thin white hand squeezed twice more.

It wasn't until two curved nail marks were left on that big clean hand that Su Xiangwan finally realized that this hand... really wasn't his own!

And Mu Beiting, who was still sleeping soundly, was woken up by life.

For a person who suffers from insomnia for a long time and rarely gets a good night's sleep, one can imagine his expression.

He opened his eyes sullenly, wanting to see who would dare to seek death without long eyes.