Mu Weicheng looked at her condescendingly, and took a few sips from the water bottle she had finished drinking.

Although the air conditioner was turned on in the room, he still felt hot inside.

"Nuannuan, if you feel uncomfortable, go to sleep."

Mu Weicheng pulled the quilt over for her to cover her stomach so that she wouldn't catch a cold.

"No, it's too hot."

Ling Nuannuan kicked him away directly with his legs, and then continued to look at Mu Weicheng with charming eyes, with an expression that you should understand although I won't say it, longing.

Mu Weicheng ignorant of his conscience, pretending not to see her desire, turned and walked to the bathroom.

"Mu Weicheng, come back..." Ling Nuannuan hurriedly sat up from the bed.

The man's back was slightly stiff, and he turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

"come over!"

Ling Nuannuan said very domineeringly.

"What are you doing here?"

But the man stood still, and put his arms around his chest, with an expression of wanting to watch her play.

"I want you to come here and you have to come here."

Ling Nuannuan continued to show her posture of Yujie.

"Then don't I lose face, Nuan Nuan, I'm a man."

It's not that Mu Weicheng didn't want to come, but that he didn't dare, didn't dare to face a drunk Ling Nuannuan. If she went crazy, he couldn't stand her.

"Mu Weicheng, you don't love me anymore."

When Ling Nuannuan was drunk, she became a little emotional. Although she was not drunk to the point of madness, at this moment, she still had red eyes immediately when she cried, and tears could slide down immediately.

Mu Weicheng was just playing around with her at first, but she didn't expect her to be so serious, and started crying seriously.

"Nuannuan, what's wrong with you?"

The man didn't want any face, he walked over quickly and asked in a low voice: "Is there something uncomfortable?"

Seeing him coming, Ling Nuannuan jumped forward without saying a word. Mu Weicheng was sitting on the edge of the bed, and she threw him down like this, and fell back on the bed.

"Ha, got you."

Ling Nuannuan is like a successful little wild cat.

Mu Weicheng was forcibly suppressed by Ling Nuannuan, his handsome eyes were startled, the next second, before he could react, Ling Nuannuan had already attached his head, and his soft lips were looking for his thin lips.

"Nuannuan..." Mu Weiyi was startled by her active and enthusiastic scene, he immediately reached out to help her up, Ling Nuannuan's eyes were fascinated, full of water.

"Mu Weicheng, aren't we married yet?

Look, you've got your wedding ring on my finger. "

Ling Nuannuan shook her little head, and her long hair fell down. This cute look is really charming. JrNovels.com