The Beloved Wifey of Mr. Shui
Chapter 129 Familiar taste

A familiar taste

Mo Xiaozhu sensed the hand and she should not have rejected it, but at this moment, she was confused. "Shaoli, no. don't..." No, he was suddenly frightened by his touch. The massage on his chest made his body tremble.

At this moment, Shui Junyu's thoughts flashed.

My God, she was really thinking about Shui Junyu.

However, Mu Shaoli could not stop anymore. He had thought about how many years he wanted it. Perhaps, when she first met him when she was young, she wanted it, but she never imagined that she would lose the news about him later.

At that time, he wanted it more.

He wanted.

He wanted.

This desire kept flashing in his mind.

Everything is so beautiful.

She's beautiful and natural. She was beautiful and fair, and she did not have the slightest bit of pretence.

"Jiao Zhu ... Xiao Zhu ..." Her beautiful name was called gently, but her voice was very low and low.

That night, he suddenly did not want to let go.

He really doesn't want to.

Even if she hated him, she did not want to let go.

He had let her go so many times that he almost lost her. He pushed it to another man.

"Don't.don't..." His voice was sobbing, but it made him even more excited.

He was hers, and from first sight, he was hers.

He wants it tonight.

He is his wife.

"Jinza Zhu ..." He called.

"Shaoli, no..." Mo Xiaozhu's body stiffened and she instinctively wanted to break away from the man in her body. However, Mu Shaoli's yearning for so many years had completely awakened at this moment. He wants it and wants it like crazy. He was obviously his fiancee, and now he was his wife. Why did he never really think of someone who belonged to him?

"Dirt!" He cursed softly. He thought that as long as he didn't pick it up, his phone would stop ringing again, but his phone kept ringing. The originally beautiful ringtone turned into a very disturbing sound, and the ambiguous atmosphere in the room dropped to zero. However, the phone was now in bed, so far away, Mu Shaoli had no choice but to get up and rush to bed.

"..."

"It's his business to come to City T. If anything happens, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"..."

"He wants to see me?" When he said this, he tilted his head and glanced at Mo Xiaozhu, who had pulled the blanket over him. He hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "He was pinched by someone and couldn't help me. No," Mu Shaoli was about to hang up.

"..."

"He said he had a way to pull that guy down from the position of the hall master?"

"..."

"Alright, in half an hour, I'll go to the living room of the Huanshan Hotel to find her."

Mu Shaoli finally hung up the phone angrily. He turned to look at Mo Xiaozhu. His entire head was pulled into the blanket and he could faintly hear the sound of a woman crying under the blanket.

He didn't do it intentionally. God, is he crazy?

He walked over and tried to pull the blanket that covered Mo Xiaozhu's head. However, when he pulled her, he realized that she was being held tightly by his hand. As he grabbed it, Mo Xiaozhu's hands trembled.

"Xiao Xiao, I'm sorry. I fainted. Sorry, don't be mad, okay?" He promised her not to force it, but just now...

Luckily, a phone call she hated came. Otherwise, the consequence of him wanting Mo Xiaozhu so badly was to make her hate him. In the past, he hated her because she used violence. Now, he really could not push her back to Shui Junyu anymore.

"Xiao Xiao, are you okay?" He tried to soften his voice and was very worried.

He breathed and looked at the time. He really has to go. "A friend came to City T and just yelled to see me. This is a pretty important friend. I can't leave. Xiao Xiao, I'll go first, okay?"

"Xiao Xiao, I will leave now," Mu Shaoli fixed the messy clothes on his body and looked at the figure buried under the blanket. Then he sighed, "Xiao, forgive me. I'm goin. See you tomorrow."

Door opens.

The door closed again.

The atmosphere of Mu Shaoli in the room slowly faded.

Mo Xiaozhu sobbed. Mu Shaoli's actions had frightened him.

Originally, he was his wife, so he should not be afraid. For some reason, when his hand touched his body, he could not help feeling fear, as if he was doing something wrong.

The room calmed down but it made Mo Xiaozhu's heart jump violently. His head was still buried in the blanket. He panicked as if something was going to happen.

Suddenly, the hand holding the blanket seemed to feel a gentle breeze entering the room. Is the window closed?

Or a balcony door?

Yes, it must be Mu Shaoli who went to the balcony to smoke.

Mo Xiaozhu continued to cover his head. There was no one else in the ward anymore, but he still did not want to reveal his head. He was like a child who had made a mistake.

It's still quiet.

The wind stopped, but there was a familiar feeling in the air.

It can't be impossible.

But that familiar scent is getting thicker.

Mo Xiaozhu's body moved slightly and she quietly removed the blanket from the crack. He narrowed his eyes and looked out. The door outside the crack was tightly closed. He had never heard the door open just now.

He put his hand down and continued to hide himself inside the blanket. He was a little confused as the scent of the familiar man grew stronger, as if he was right in front of him.

Is he right in front of her?

When these thoughts appeared together, the blanket covering his head suddenly opened.

The dazzling sunlight made his eyes narrow. His hand closed his eyes and he saw a silhouette in front of him. After she slowly adapted to the light, she finally saw the man in front of her.

"Ah.." she cried in surprise. The body that Mu Shaoli had just touched was still pale pink in color, but it was now completely invisible in Shui Junyu's eyes. "You ..." Is he a human or a ghost? The door was clearly closed, so how could he enter? His hand instinctively grabbed the blanket and covered his naked body. However, just as he raised his arm, he was suddenly lifted up by Shui Junyu. He grabbed his arm and dragged him to the ground.

"You ... will you do it?" That power and anger on his face. What's he doing now? Ever since he entered, other than his anger, he had never said a word. He felt like he was going to kill her, but he did nothing that could not help him.

If not for him, he would not have been hurt by the unrecognizable loss in the past.

If it wasn't for him, why would he have survived for so many years?

If it wasn't for him, his father and mother wouldn't have died.

"Take off..." He roared, "Shui Junyu, I hate you." He crazy. It hurts, it hurts. Mo Xiaozhu only felt that his arm would break, but he did not have the slightest intention of letting go.

"Let go..let go..."

Her body was dragged away by Shui Junyu and she immediately arrived in front of the bathroom.

As soon as she entered the restroom, Shui Junyu opened the lotus bread and pushed it to the bottom of the lotus bread. Warm water instantly flowed into his body, "Shui Junyu, are you crazy?" He still did not say anything and picked up the towel hanging on the shelf. He held the towel in one hand and pinched his chin in the other, raising his head high.

Then, Shui Junyu placed the towel on his lips and started wiping them hard.

"Just ..." It really hurts, "sick ..." Mo Xiaozhu was so painful that her lips would wear out. Red eyes. He did not understand why he was so fierce, so cruel to her, and he did not say a word as if he owed her an ancestor of eight generations.

Shui Junyu continued to pinch his chin violently, tearing him apart. He finally spoke and his cold voice froze him. "Mo Xiaoxiao, from now on, I don't allow any man other than me to touch him. Did you hear it?" As she spoke, she continued to rub her lips hard, causing her lips to become red and swollen, but she kept stopping.

"Don't... Ohhh... So hurt... Let go," Mo Xiaozhu shook his head. "Please, please don't clean it up again." He finally understood that he had just touched her by Mu Shaoli, but how did he know? How did he get in again? "You ... How did you get in?" This is too weird. The door had never opened since Mu Shaoli left.

"Why are you asking this?" His voice became even colder, as if he wanted to kill someone.

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