Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Mu moved in his arms, in exchange for a stronger hug.

"I want to go to the bathroom." Qin Mu's voice was small.

Zhou Chongguang was a little uncomfortable, scratching his hair: "I will take you!"

He was willing, but Qin Mu was unwilling, and pushed him: "I will go by myself."

His expression was a little dazed, and finally let her go, "Then I'll order dinner, I'm hungry!" At this time, it was night outside, and they hadn't eaten anything for a day.

Qin Mu nodded: "Okay, you can figure it out!"

She got out of bed carefully, but when she stepped on the carpet, she couldn't help but frown.

"It still hurts?" His voice was hoarse, thinking of his unwillingness at the end, it seemed a bit rough.

Qin Mu glanced at him, endured the pain and went to the bathroom.

Zhou Chongguang took the inside line by the bedside and ordered a meal. After another ten minutes, Qin Mu walked out. When he came out, he was already wearing a bathrobe, as if he had taken a shower.

He whispered: "Why don't you wait for me to rush together?"

Qin Mu sat in front of the dressing table and began to blow his hair.

Zhou Chongguang looked at her, and he probably knew she was regretful. He was silent for a while before entering the bathroom. When he came out, he was in the same bathrobe as her.

She was still sitting there, her hair half-dry.

He was behind her, took the hair dryer, and dried her hair silently.

After he finished blowing, he held a strand of hair, slowly bends down, and hugged her tightly, "Qin Mu, give me another chance."

She was still sitting, looking at him quietly, in the mirror.

His arms tightened slowly, enjoying this rare warmth.

He hasn't hugged her for too long, not love jade, but her warmth.

Qin Mu closed his eyes slightly, "Zhou Chongguang, don't force me."

"Obviously, you still love me." He whispered, and kissed her on the neck: "When I asked you just now, you didn't refuse."

As he said, Big Palm became irregular again.

Qin Mu caught his hand at once: "Zhou Chongguang, your mother only had a funeral this morning."

He firmly pulled her hand away, continued firmly, and said firmly: "Her greatest wish is that we do not divorce..."

As he said, he kissed her delicate ear, deliberately trying to possess her.

Qin Mu felt that she had underestimated him, and now she thinks about it, it is not Zhou Mu who really kidnapped her morally, but him.

He knew it, but took her over.

Very insidious!

Qin Mu raised his head slightly and spoke slowly: "You let me think about it."

But she couldn't help it at all, because he had already hugged her in front of the mirror. He hugged her from behind and gnawed her bit by bit with a hot voice, "Mu Mu, you can think about it, slowly. ."

Just when he was about to take possession, there was a knock on the door, Zhou Chongguang cursed and calmed her in a low voice: "The waiter delivers the food, I will open the door."

Qin Mu bit his lip, humming, water vapor in his eyes.

He kissed a bit reluctantly for a while before putting on his bathrobe and going to open the door.

But the waiter outside was not the waiter, but Gu Mei, who was seven months old.

She held the protruding belly with her hand and looked at Zhou Chongguang by the door. Although his bathrobe was neat, his handsome face was dyed with deep love jade, which was the special look of a man doing that kind of thing.

Gu Mei's lips trembled slightly: "You...have another woman?"

Her face was pale: "I thought how loyal you are to Qin Mu, it turned out to be just like this."