Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

He walked gently, Qin Muzheng bent over and pulled the box, his body hugged from behind.

Zhou Chongguang hugged her waist and buried her face in her neck: "Mu Mu, I'm sorry."

Probably because this is their bedroom, so he hugged her and slipped on the carpet, and he hugged her on his knees in a humble posture.

Qin Mu was held firmly by him, unable to move his body.

She raised her head and took a deep breath, "Zhou Chongguang don't think kneeling is useful. If kneeling is useful, there is no forgiveness or forgiveness."

"I know it's no use!" His voice was deep, his face buried, his lips pressed against the skin of her neck, and he seemed to be closer to her if he pressed it like this.

His voice became deeper: "Mu Mu, don't go!"

"How do you think I stayed?" Qin Mu broke away from him abruptly, half kneeling and staring at him: "Zhou Chongguang, I am also a woman, and I also feel that you don't love me, but you have children with others. ..."

She took a deep breath: "I'm sorry I can't continue anymore."

His black eyes were full of pain: "I said that I will deal with the child, even if it is at all costs."

"Zhou Chongguang, why do you think I, Qin Mu, would be willing to follow a pauper?" She looked at him directly and said almost cruelly.

His breathing hurts and he wants to hug her, but he feels timid.

"Let's do it! It's good to get together and get away." Qin Mu raised a leg and remembered.

Zhou Chongguang's voice was light and shallow, "Qin Mu, you can't go, this villa is guarded by more than ten bodyguards."

Qin Mu's legs paused and then looked at him.

As he wished, his handsome face was slapped again, strong.

Qin Mu looked at him, "You are mean."

Zhou Chongguang's thin lips were tight, and there were faint blood marks on his handsome face, which Qin Mu hit.

Slowly, he pulled out a smile: "Has the anger disappeared a bit now?"

Qin Mu still stared at him, and spit out two words coldly: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Chongguang did not speak, but looked at her like that, with heartache in his eyes.

Suddenly, he took off his sweater, Qin Mu took a step backwards, "What do you want to do?"

Zhou Chongguang squinted at her: "Apply the medicine. Do you want to wipe it for me?"

Of course Qin Mu will not.

She bit her lip and looked at him without saying a word.

Zhou Chongguang walked to the drawer with only his trousers and took a stick of ointment. He took it and applied the medicine to the mirror.

Qin Mu's gaze moved with his figure and fell on him.

Zhou Chongguang's expression was not very good because of pain.

After he finished wiping, he glanced at Qin Mu, then said quietly, "It has nothing to do with you, is it?"

Qin Mu didn't say anything, then turned around and walked outside.

He hugged her from behind her again, smelling of ointment all over.

"Mu Mu, I'm very scared!" He said in a low voice with his face buried in her neck, "Do you really love me at all?"

His voice became more hoarse: "Tell me, what do you want to stay and love me again."

Qin Mu's body froze, and it took a long time before turning his head to the side, looking lightly: "Do you think I can still love you?"

Zhou Chongguang tightened his arms and said nothing, just sticking to her like that.

Qin Mu endured for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Zhou Chongguang, are you enough?"

"Not enough!" He turned her around abruptly and kissed her lips hard.

He kissed so hard, he picked her up while kissing, and threw her on the sofa aside, and then his body was covered.