My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

Chapter 1125

After realizing the consequences of his impulse, Zhong Yang immediately let go.

"Mu Ya, if you reject me because of those people, it would be too cruel to me."

"Love is selfish. In the kingdom of love, no sand can melt into it, Mu Ya, for so many years, I have been by your side. Even if I don't say anything, you should know my feelings for you. I will wait. It’s also very hard. You must not hurt me just because you sympathize with others."

Finally, Qing Meiken let go, Zhong Yang naturally wanted to chase, and could not let Qingmei hang on the branches.

Mu Ya suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road.

She stopped the car, and Zhong Yang approached her immediately and embraced her with open arms.

Mu Ya's body trembled slightly. Although the two of them were childhood sweethearts, Zhong Yang respected her very much, and had always been affectionate and polite. At most, she pulled her little hand, and seldom hugged her as domineeringly.

The smell of Zhong Yang's body is very fresh, without the smell of tobacco or alcohol.

He is a very self-disciplined and self-loving man.

His arms were strong and strong, and Mu Ya's heart was rippled tightly by him, her body slowly softened, and she nestled softly in Zhong Yang's arms.

This hug is very meaningful. It is two hearts attracting each other and two hearts treating each other frankly.

"Mu Ya."

Zhong Yang's voice became a little dumb, but Mu Ya felt that his voice at the moment was better than his usual voice, and it was more affectionate, which brought out her lurking affection.

"Mu Ya, promise me, will you be my girlfriend? Let's make a formal relationship, okay?" Zhong Yang relaxed, gently pushing away Mu Ya's body, his deep eyes were stained with what he meant for Mu Ya Love, the two lines of sight weave into a net, snatching him and Mu Ya.

We met when we were young, accompanied when we were children, and we have gone through the rebellious adolescence together. Watching each other grow up, the bits and pieces of the past are all fond memories, and time witnesses the deep and sincere feelings between them.

Not many people can walk peacefully along the way like them.

Regardless of how many people watching the theater, he always insisted on holding her hand to her, and welcoming the rising sun with her, and sitting side by side watching the sunset sink.

Mu Ya met his gaze, her big beautiful eyes gleaming like she did when she was a child, looking forward to brilliance.

Her attractive red lips were slightly curved, and a small smile hung at the corner of her mouth. That smile made Zhong Yang feel like a spring breeze, and seemed to be inspired by some kind of encouragement. He couldn't help but bend down slowly. The head gradually approached her, and the affection in her eyes grew stronger.

It is not an exaggeration to describe Zhong Yang at this moment with tenderness.

When his lips touched Mu Ya's lips, the soft touch made him feel like chicken blood, which inspired him to move forward.

Mu Ya's red lips opened slightly, her beautiful eyes narrowed, holding her breath, feeling the arrival of her first kiss.

Not long ago, she made fun of Ling Yue.

At this moment, she understood what Ling Yue had said, that when the love is strong, everything will come naturally.

Mu Ya did not refuse Zhong Yang's soft kiss.

Zhong Yang couldn't help pulling her body close to him, holding her tightly again, holding her two lips tenderly, and gently dipping into the depths.

This first kiss is very jerky.

Zhong Yang is not as overbearing as Zhan Peng is. He holds Mu Ya in his palm, hurts in his heart, and even kisses her, which is very gentle, but especially seductive. Mu Ya was tempted by him little by little. He couldn't help but learn from him and respond to him shallowly.

Now it was like poking a hornet's nest. Zhong Yang couldn't hold back it, adding to the pressure, and blending into a bit of domineering, siege.

Mu Ya carefully felt his pain, his deep kiss.

She is like being in the ocean of love, and he is the ship she is sitting on. With the wind and waves of the ocean, he will sink and float with him.

As if a century had passed, Mu Ya felt that this description was exaggerated, but she felt that the kiss was really long, and it made her greedy, and she actually gave birth to the idea of ​​never waking up again.

Zhong Yang’s eyes were like water, gently falling on Mu Ya’s pink face. He couldn’t help but leaned in to see her pink face with a springy appearance, and dropped a few small kisses on her red lips, satisfying The ground sighed: "Mu Ya."

His youthful plum is finally willing to be his girlfriend.

The two are no longer ordinary friends, nor siblings, but have taken a new step.

As expected, they formed a real childhood sweetheart.

Mu Ya was a little shy, she raised her eyes to look at him, then lowered her head, her face flushed too much.

The two pink lips are moisturized by Zhong Yang and become more pink and pink.

Slender fingers fell on her lips, Zhong Yang caressed her lips with his fingers affectionately.

Mu Ya couldn't stand his gentle torture, so she took away his hand and said softly, "We should go home."

Zhong Yang replied, "Okay."

Seeing him still staring at herself idiotically, Mu Ya felt hot all over, so she glared at him and sighed: "Don't look at me anymore. I'm going to drive. You will affect my driving."

Zhong Yang smiled lightly, "Or, look at me and I will drive."

"Whoever wants to see you, from childhood to big, what else is good."

"I never tire of you."

Mu Ya unfastened her seat belt, pushed the door and got out of the car.

She wants to breathe.

The atmosphere in the car was too affectionate, and she stayed in it again, wondering if she could not stand it and would rush Zhong Yang instead.

Zhong Yang laughed lowly, knowing she was shy.

No matter how good friends are, when they turn into a couple, they will be shy.

He loved her shyness so much.

He then opened the door of the car, got out of the car, walked to her side, embraced her by the shoulders, embraced her, and said softly: "Sit down, I'll drive."

Mu Ya looked up at him again and received his gentle gaze. She murmured: "Why do others say you are at stake? What I see is always gentle and considerate of you."

Zhong Yang grabbed her hand, pressed her hand to the part of his heart, and said seriously: "Mu Ya, you are the one who lives with me, you are unique, you are the one I want to spoil on my heart. Son, who won't you give me my tenderness?"

"You have so many admirers...I didn't have a stand just now. Now since I am your girlfriend, I have my stand. Zhong Yang, they will pester you in the future and leave it to me."

Your own man, keep it yourself.

This is the experience she learned from her elders when she was young.

Zhong Yang smiled, and while helping her to fasten her seat belt, he said: "No, I can handle it. Mu Ya, I want to give you a quiet and peaceful life."

"Did you deal with a lot of your and my love rivals behind me?" As the first male god, he has many admirers. And she, a beautiful and wealthy daughter, also has countless admirers.

However, for all these years, apart from her relatives, the only man who can get close to her is Zhong Yang.