Poor Little Guy is the Top Guy

   Chapter 170 It's over, I'm jealous

   When the morning mist was filled, Si Qingchen got up and started putting on his shirt and buttoning up.

   The little guy on the bed behind him also opened his eyes, the whole person was sleeping hot, and the fragrance of a steady stream of girls came out.

  The man stopped for a moment, turned his head, leaned over, and pressed him recklessly.

  I don't know what to say, Si Qingchen has experienced it very deeply these days.

   The thought of not wanting to leave at all, just wanting to stay with each other for life, came out more than once.

  Sometimes, he even impulsively wanted to roll the little guy into the quilt, and just took it away without hesitation.

   But unfortunately, Mu Qingcheng is not a girl he can treat at will.

   He likes it and cherishes it as a treasure.

How could    ignore her wishes and act arbitrarily.

   And now, when almost all the oxygen in the girl's body was taken out, the man gritted his teeth and pulled away a part of the distance.

   Two slender fingers came over and gently wiped away the water stains on her slightly swollen lips, her movements ambiguous and wanton.

   The touch of the fingertips returning was always soft and full, and unconsciously, the man rubbed it greedily.

  The girl's eyes trembled, and there was a hint of panic in her water-colored eyes.

   It seemed that no matter what, Mu Qingcheng couldn't bear this surging emotion.

   Maybe because of age, maybe because of the same joy in my heart.

   Seeing Si Qingchen getting everything ready to leave, Mu Qingcheng suddenly remembered something, she sat up, pinched the quilt, and said hesitantly,

   "That. Brother Chen."

  Si Qingchen turned his head again and temporarily stopped the movements of his hands.

   His lips curled into a smile, pampered and indulged,

"What's up?"

   "That. You know. Si Bei. Does anyone like him?"

   This is obviously asking for Chubai.

  The woman who had already rolled over the sheets with that stuffy gourd from Si Bei several times, but she was always walking on thin ice, trembling with fear.

The reason    is just because in Si Bei's mouth, she never got any promise.

  I haven't even heard a word of like.

   Even though Si Bei was willing to sleep with her, it seemed like he was only willing to sleep with her.

   Chubai felt sad but had no choice, she didn't dare to ask Si Bei directly, so she had to use the only chip in her hand to exchange with Mu Qingcheng.

   Even if he will become an enemy of Si Qingchen from now on, he will not hesitate.

   But Mu Qingcheng's words made Si Qingchen extremely unhappy.

  The man put his hand on the window sill, turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed, the smile on his lips had long since disappeared.

   At this moment, there was an unspoken resentment spreading across his eyes and body.

   is so strong that it cannot be dissolved. The resentment of a deep boudoir

   Before Mu Qingcheng could explain, he pinched his chin and lifted it up.

   "Dare to mention other men in front of me, eh?"

   "Other men? No, my brother, I am"

   "Qingcheng, I'm very unhappy."

  Si Qingchen finished his words, and suddenly let go of Mu Qingcheng, got up, and quickly left the room.

   When Mu Qingcheng finally came back to his senses and rushed to the window, the man was no longer there.

  The girl sat on the head of the bed in surprise, scratched her hair irritably, and after sighing hard, she simply fell back on the pillow.

  While covering his face with the quilt, he also muttered helplessly,

   "Damn, is this guy jealous?"

   (end of this chapter)