When I entered the room, the voice-controlled lights were bright, and the unique chandeliers emitted a soft light. The living room was elegant in color and fashionable in furniture. There were digital back projections hanging on the art walls, and some floral decorations were also dotted around the walls, which were very modern. Just looking at the layout of the living room, you can tell that the owner living in this apartment is quite tasteful.

Mu Qing's bedroom emitted a faint scent of daughters. The bed was wide and soft. The thin quilt was stacked on the end of the bed. It looked neat and refreshing. There was a huge plush teddy bear on the head of the bed. It can be seen that she was still childish. This is Mr. Mu Qing's room? Zhang Ziwen was a little disbelief. She looked at Mu Qing who was holding her arms. She seemed to be hiding her privacy and buried her head in his arms. She was quite embarrassed. Zhang Ziwen was a little funny. This is not like Mu Qing, who is like a lioness, and she is a little girl who never grows up.

Zhang Ziwen gently placed her on the bed, pulled the sheets to cover her body. During the whole process, Mu Qing was like an injured kitten, obediently at his mercy, but her face was too red and looked extremely beautiful under the soft light in the bedroom. Zhang Ziwen shook her injured ankle, which was so red and swollen that it seemed that she had to apply some medicine, otherwise she would not be able to get out of the bed for several days.

"Do you have any medicine for trauma here?" Zhang Ziwen asked softly.

"There is a medicine box in the storage room with safflower oil inside," Mu Qing hesitated for a moment and said, "It's in the door to the right of the living room."

Looking at Zhang Ziwen's back walking out of the bedroom, Mu Qing showed a complex and strange look, with a hint of shyness, confusion, helplessness, and something that could not be said.

When Zhang Ziwen turned around, there was a bottle of safflower oil in his hand. Mu Qing didn't need to guess that he wanted to apply medicine to himself. She shrank her feet and stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the medicine, I'll wipe it myself."

Zhang Ziwen looked at her stubborn expression and said with a little amusing: "Your foot needs to activate blood, can you wipe it yourself?"

"Don't worry, the stinky guy knows to pretend to be a good person." Mu Qing muttered, but retracted his hand.

Zhang Ziwen shook his head. The girl ignored her and sat by her bed, gently catching her feet: "Hold on, it will hurt a little at first."

"Please hurt gently," Mu Qing shouted.

"It hurts before you touch it? Exaggerated."

"If you want to care, I will hurt."

"Stop making trouble, I'm going to apply medicine." Zhang Ziwen dripped safflower oil on her, and gently applied it evenly, and the force began to slowly increase.

"It hurts, can you hate you, it hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts." Mu Qing shouted, wanting to suck his feet, the pitiful heartache at her ankles made her unable to help but curse: "You bad guy, Zhang Ziwen, you bad guy, you bad guy, you bad guy." His voice was crying, it was so pitiful, but he scolded Zhang Ziwen very hard.

"Don't move, why bother? Just bear with it." Zhang Ziwen clamped her calves tightly with his elbows and patiently pressed the wound. Mu Qing couldn't struggle on his feet, so he moved his fist. He had already been fucked by her many little pink fists on his back, and his back hurt. This girl was too heavy.

"I told you not to move, I will slap you in the span again." Zhang Ziwen said viciously.

"You dare, you dare, you dare." Mu Qing didn't believe in evil and beat his back with a few pink fists.

"I dare not rely on it." Zhang Ziwen gently lifted her body and adjusted her body. Her other hand controlled her injured foot just right. This trick was used beautifully, and it was so coincidental that Mu Qing's round and plump butt was already in front of him, and she had not hurt her hurt foot yet.

"Say I don't dare." Before Zhang Ziwen finished speaking, his big hand was firmly printed on Mu Qingfeng's butt. He didn't do it lightly, and the sound of "pa" sounds sounded one after another, no more or less, no more or less. I believe that taking off her pants, his butt would definitely be full of his handprints.

Mu Qing didn't expect that he really dared to do it, and he felt the scorching pain on his butt. He was stunned. He cried out with a "wow" and scolded, "You are shameless and stinky, you dare to hit me." Mu Qing felt very wronged and cried so sadly.

Little girl, she is really a little girl. She cries when she says she is crying, and she is very sad. Zhang Ziwen is angry and funny.

"I'm still crying, right? Shut up! If I don't shut up, I'll beat her." Zhang Ziwen threatened her viciously. At this moment, Mu Qing really became a little girl who couldn't grow up in his eyes, and there was no trace of the female devil.

"The smelly guy knows to bully me." Mu Qing sobbed, his voice obviously became much smaller. Maybe she was really scared.

It became quiet, Mu Qing finally got obedient. After Zhang Ziwen's massage, the redness and swelling on his ankle seemed to have subsided a little, and the blood stasis had completely dissipated. Zhang Ziwen let out a sigh, put the medicine bottle on the bedside table, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and tossed down. His tiredness surged. He ran for a long distance last night, and today he was hard to bear during the day. In the evening, he dealt with two big Taekwon masters in succession until he settled the little lioness on the bed. Even the iron man could not withstand such torture, let alone he suffered a little internal injury.

This place can no longer be stayed. Zhang Ziwen forced himself to stand up and tried hard to stand up. The bed was too soft and didn't want to move. He moved slightly, and his consciousness blurred. He subconsciously thought that he had stood up and was walking out, but in fact, his body fell softly on the wide bed, and he seemed to hear a cry of "Hey" in his ears.

The bedroom was a little quiet. Mu Qing looked at Zhang Ziwen who was tired of huddling on his bed. This guy was actually asleep on his bed and was snoring. Look at him sleeping soundly, and the corners of his lips seemed to have a crystal clear color. He was so big that he was still drooling. Mu Qing spat, reached out and pulled a wet tissue on the bedside table, gently wiped off the saliva at the corner of his lips.

Hate, why should I wipe this guy? Mu Qing looked at the tissue in her hand and didn't understand her behavior. She quickly threw it away like a bomb. Looking at Zhang Ziwen who was sleeping very sweetly, Mu Qing was very dissatisfied. Humph, this stinky guy actually dared to sleep on my bed. Are you not afraid that I will deal with you again? She muttered to herself, looking at the guy who once made her angry and hate her. Now her butt hurts a little, and this guy even slapped her fart.

He is a woman, you can also do something bad. Mu Qing was angry and pulled out the pillow leaning on his back and smashed it at him. Half of it, Mu Qing's hand holding the pillow was fixed in the air. She couldn't do it. He was sleeping a little like a big boy, with his lips slightly raised, as if he was having a good dream, and he looked a little innocent, and he didn't have the usual squeaky look. She sighed. She couldn't hate him now, but he had violated himself.

A scene in the Taekwondo Hall appeared in Mu Qing's mind. This hateful guy pressed on his body. The shameful thing under his waist violated his forbidden area unscrupulously. His stinky hands even kneaded his breasts. The feeling was still very clear now, just like it happened a minute ago. Thinking of this, Mu Qing's heart beat faster and his face began to flush. The stimulating momentary pleasure inevitably reminded her of her. She hated herself how she felt that she was so embarrassed.

Zhang Ziwen on the bed seemed to move, scaring Mu Qing, quickly closed her beautiful eyes and pretended to be asleep. After a while, there was no movement. Mu Qing opened her beautiful eyes slightly and glanced at him secretly. The smelly guy is still scary. Zhang Ziwen leaned over and slept heavily. Why should I be afraid of this smelly thing? Mu Qing snorted unconvincedly. She suddenly saw his arm, and the teeth bitten by her were very dark red. This deep tooth mark is afraid that it will never be good in this life. Mu Qing looked at her masterpiece, a little proud. She deserved it. She dared to take advantage of this lady. Mu Qing suddenly felt that this tooth mark was the greatest punishment for him. This mouthful had already satisfied her. This was the mark she left for this guy for the rest of her life. Thinking of this, her hatred disappeared.

Zhang Ziwen was confused and felt that a soft body was entangled with him, which was very comfortable. He subconsciously hugged the soft body tightly and his thighs wrapped around him. This was a dream. He subconsciously thought it was a dream. He didn't want to wake up. Who would want to wake up in the chun dream? He liked his lower body to the soft feeling. The pleasure was super strong. He couldn't help but squirmed and rubbed.

"Ding Dong" A doorbell sound woke Zhang Ziwen up. Damn, when the chunm dream reached the peak, he had just vented happily, but he had not yet recovered. The damn doorbell sound woke him up.

He was about to get up, but he was hugged by the person in his arms. Damn, it's not a dream? Zhang Ziwen was shocked and glanced at the person in his arms. He was shocked. It was Mu Qing, Damn, why are he still in her bed? Didn't he go home? He didn't have anything to do with her? He felt his body, but fortunately, he put on his clothes well on his body.

The doorbell rang continuously, becoming more and more rapid. Zhang Ziwen wanted to get out of bed and open the door, but was suppressed by Mu Qing. She put her index finger on her soft lips and made a silence, signaling him not to make a sound. She told him with her mouth that it was her fiancé who had come. She pointed to the watch on Zhang Ziwen's wrist, which meant that it was already past working hours and that her fiancé had not seen her come to the house. Seeing that she was afraid that her fiancé would find a man in the bedroom, Zhang Ziwen was unhappy and felt like an adulterer. Damn, she did nothing, what could she be shameful? But looking at Mu Qing's pitiful look, she still followed her wishes and stopped opening the door.

Mu Qing was also woken up by the doorbell. Seeing Zhang Ziwen who was awakened with her and wanted to open the door, she hurriedly hugged him. She felt a little guilty, as if she had done something wrong, although the two people on the bed seemed innocent.

The two of them were very indecent at this moment. Last night, their bodies were entangled together, their chests and abdomen were pressed against each other, and their thighs were entangled. The key parts were tightly touched together. However, the things under Zhang Ziwen were not as high as the natural phenomena in the morning, but he felt it was sticky and soaked in his pants. The thin outer pants were wet. Damn, no, no, no dream? Zhang Ziwen was not ordinary embarrassment.

There was finally no movement outside, and the two of them bounced away like electric shock. After all, they were enemies who had not yet reconciled. How could they have such close contact? They were disagreeable with the truth? The two of them were comforting themselves. This was purely accidental. They were just hugging each other unexpectedly when they fell asleep. The bedroom was very quiet, and they could clearly hear the irregular heartbeats of the two. It was very fast and very messy.

Mu Qing was a little shy at this moment. She seemed to have the same dream. Her fair and beautiful face had not yet retreated. Her lower body was very uncomfortable and sticky. She sat up and accidentally glanced at the wet marks on his crotch. Her face was even more delicate. It wasn't her own. That was so embarrassing. Mu Qing was a little helpless at this moment. He jumped out of bed and limped into the bathroom.

Mu Qing can clean his body and change his dress. What about himself? How can he go out to meet someone like this? Zhang Ziwen pulled two tissues on the bedside table. Damn, the more wet the wipes, the more obvious the wet marks on the crotch, he realized that he was using wet tissues. It was so embarrassing that Zhang Ziwen could only smile bitterly now.

Mu Qing came out in a bathrobe, found a suspender skirt from the closet, and entered the bathroom. From beginning to end, she didn't dare to look at Zhang Ziwen, her face was flushed, she didn't dare to look at Zhang Ziwen, isn't it the same? When she changed into a suspender skirt and came out again, Zhang Ziwen turned her body sideways, covering up the indecent scene of her lower body. The wet marks were so irritating.

Seeing his grip, Mu Qing didn't understand what was going on. In short, he found out. She gritted her teeth and said with a sound like a mosquito: "You are waiting for me at home and I'll go buy something." She didn't have the courage to say her pants, and just one sentence made her so embarrassed that she wanted to get into the cracks.

Zhang Ziwen responded vaguely, wait, it's best to do it quickly below, it's embarrassing to such an environment, this is also the first time, the wrong time, the wrong place, the wrong person, the wrong thing happened, the youthful restlessness is really harmful to others, this is Zhang Ziwen's deep experience at this moment
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