Mysterious Young Master, Super Cool

Chapter 2029 I'm proud and even afraid!

Since the last time that Ming Yu and her news in Country F were exploded, those who abused Peng Xixi that Ming Yu endured knew that there would always be more people who could not accept homosexuality than they could.

Once her relationship with Mingyu is solid, she is living in the open country of M. The public's ability to accept such things is better, but what about Mingyu?

Peng Xixi has not forgotten that this is a Chinese culture with a long history and culture of thousands of years. People here are far more conservative than Peng Xixi imagined.

Because of the various thoughts that came out of his heart, Peng Xixi became confused for a while, and the whole person became irritable.

Pushing the button on the door, Peng Yuexi opened the window of the co-pilot, intending to breathe the cold air in the street at night, so that his head was sober and sober.

"What are you worried about?" He asked suddenly.

From the annoying look of Peng Yuexi, Ming Yu also knew that she was worried about herself, but he didn't plan to pierce, he just wanted to let Peng Yuexi speak out.

"No."

Huh, Biaojiao?

I'm proud and even afraid of myself!

Underworld did not force her, and still drove quietly.

In the early hours of the morning on the streets of Philadelphia, there was no previous hustle and bus. In the usual half an hour's drive, it took only ten minutes for the Underworld to return to Peng Xixi.

After the two got out of the car, Peng Xixi went directly to the room in the upper realm without saying a word.

Is this angry?

Looking at the back of someone smoking a cigarette, the smile on the corner of Mingyu's mouth deepened.

All in all, this was wronged, but how could he know that he was so important in Xixi's heart?

Following Peng Xixi's footsteps, Mingyu also returned to the room.

It was only a small blue night light left in the large room, and from the perspective of the Underworld, the whole room seemed to be trapped in an endless darkness, and only a small ridge rising slightly on the bed could be seen.

Why didn't he sleep before waiting for himself?

There was a ridiculous smile in the corner of Mingyu's mouth. He came to the bed with his long legs and pushed with his hand to correct someone who pretended to scream, "Hey, are you asleep?"

The only answer was his loud purr.

When I see someone pretending to be deep, there is nothing I can do about it, but I can only helplessly say, "I'm really asleep? That's a pity. I wanted to bathe with you?"

"What?" The person who grabbed the key words and was snoring halfway, suddenly bounced off the bed, grabbed the palm of the underworld before he could take it back, "Really? Really want to soak together bath?"

Mingyu couldn't help but twitched his lips, silently holding Peng Xixi's obsessive hand away, "Now don't. I want to soak myself."

After that, Ming Yu really turned and walked to the bathroom.

Only then did Peng Xixi realize that her crazy head was wrong again.

It wasn't her practice at all that Peng Yuxi was so easily defeated by Ming Yu's plan.

"Underworld, stop for Lao Tzu."

Although Mingyu didn't stop, Peng Xixi followed him into the bathroom.

Under the dark yellow light, the atmosphere became more ambiguous.

Carrying Peng Xixi's underworld, with a smile on his mouth, he slowly began to unbutton his shirt one by one.

The plump and sturdy back lines are beautiful and sexy, and people can't ignore their eyes. They are jealous and jealous under the thin white cloth.

(End of this chapter)