Bao Sihan's kiss was shallow and tender, and she couldn't help being intoxicated by it, and responded to him proactively.
The lips and teeth are intertwined, revealing a trace of ambiguity.
I don't know how long it took before Bao Sihan let go of Mu Wanwan.
Looking at Mu Wanwan's little red face and extraordinarily bright eyes, Bao Sihan said in a low voice, "The trick you just did should not be used against me."
Mu Wanwan felt guilty towards Bo Sihan, and nodded vigorously: "I see."
"Good boy." Bao Sihan raised his hand and rubbed the top of Mu Wanwan's head.
This is his favorite action to do to Mu Wanwan.
It started when Mu Wanwan was young, and she still kept it until she grew up.
Next, Bao Sihan carefully taught Mu Wanwan a few self-defense moves.
Mu Wanwan learned quickly, and Bo Sihan was very satisfied.
After coming out of the combat room after the end, Bao Sihan asked Mu Wanwan to go back to the room first.
Today is extremely tired.
Mu Wanwan originally wanted to wait for Bo Sihan, but after taking a shower and laying down on the bed, she was tired like a tide.
Unknowingly, I closed my eyes.
When the clock on the wall pointed to twelve o'clock, the door opened silently.
Bao Sihan walked into the room rubbing his brows, and saw Mu Wanwan lying on the bed curled up into a small ball at a glance.
Under the warm orange light, her little face looked extraordinarily cute.
The thin lips hooked uncontrollably.
He walked lightly, walked to the bed, took off his clothes, and lay down next to Mu Wanwan.
"You're back." Mu Wanwan slept very lightly. The moment Bao Sihan lay on the bed, she woke up from a deep sleep, but she didn't want to open her eyes.
She smelled the faint and clear body fragrance emanating from Bao Sihan's body, and moved towards him.
She fell into his arms obediently.
Still don't forget to rub his little face on his chest.
Seeing that Mu Wanwan didn't open his eyes, Bao Sihan approached him defenselessly, looking at her with eyes as deep as night.
"Wanwan, who am I?" Bo Sihan asked in a low voice.
"You are Mr. Bo." Mu Wanwan's voice sounded a little nasal.
The breath around Bao Sihan's body suddenly became cold, and a storm was brewing in the eyes that looked at Mu Wanwan.
Mr. Bo?
Mu Wanwan kept calling his brother.
I never called him Mr. Bo.
As if feeling the strong displeasure emanating from the man beside her, Mu Wanwan stretched out her arms to wrap around Bao Sihan's waist without a trace of fat: "My Mr. Bo, brother Sihan."
Bo Sihan's body froze.
There was an unconcealable sweetness in the girl's tone.
His heart couldn't help but melt.
The haze in his eyes dissipated immediately, Bao Sihan lowered his head and bit Mu Wanwan's lips lightly: "Shout again."
"Mr. Bo, Mr. Bo, Mr. Bo." Mu Wanwan came and asked for one to three, "I'm so sleepy"
Bao Sihan hugged her limp body, his body seemed to be on fire, and he had already had the reaction he should have had.
"Go to sleep." Bao Sihan hugged Mu Wanwan, and kissed her lightly on the top of her head.
Mu Wanwan hung on Bao Sihan's body like a koala, and fell into a deep sleep peacefully.
This night, some people slept well, while others acted as pillows and stayed up all night.
The next day is the weekend.
Mu Wanwan didn't have to go to school, so she got up late.
When she went to the restaurant to have breakfast, Bao Sihan was sitting at the dining table. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com