Black Moonlight Crazy Criticism of the Vicious Female Supporting Awakens

After dealing with Zhou Wu, she would of course go back to the Jiang family's old house to take back everything that rightfully belonged to her.

She would not let Jiang Xun be proud for too long.

However, Jiang Deng doesn't plan to live at home after she returns this time. She wants to move out.

"Hmm? Okay?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Jiang Deng asked again.

Zhou Wu naturally had no objection at all, but seeing her looking at him eagerly like that was so adorable, he couldn't help but be distracted for a few seconds:

"it is good."

He raised his hand and gently stroked the hair hanging on her temples, responding with a smile.

In fact, he hoped that their marriage could be settled as soon as possible more than she did.

Jiang Deng received his affirmative answer, and the light in his pupils suddenly became brighter. He relaxed and lazily lay back on him, then suddenly raised his head:

"Then let's go shopping later. I want to pick out some cosmetics and clothes."

She hasn't put on any makeup since she checked into the hotel yesterday. On the one hand, it's because she's sick, and on the other hand, she's in a bad mood and can't care less. But she's going to meet Jiang Zhengquan and Jiang Xun in the evening, so it would be inappropriate to go without makeup.

She must exert her full aura and fight hard to get her position back.

Thinking of this, Jiang Deng straightened his upper body suddenly and patted him:

"You haven't seen me with makeup on yet? Yesterday morning doesn't count! Although I look good without makeup, I'm even prettier with makeup on. I'm definitely not the horrible look I had when you first saw me..."

Zhou Wu laughed out loud: "Ayu, you are beautiful with or without makeup, a different kind of beauty, and there was nothing wrong with yesterday."

Of course he knew what she looked like with makeup on.

But secretly, he prefers her current appearance without makeup, because he feels closer to her like this.

Jiang Deng felt that he was comforting her, and immediately reached out and pinched him: "You are still laughing at me!"

Zhou Wu had originally just put his arms around her properly, but when she started to make a scene, he almost lost control, and hurriedly held her back to change the subject:

"Ayu, but your ankle isn't healed yet, you can't go shopping now."

Jiang Deng didn't realize anything was wrong. Instead, she accidentally touched his firm and smooth waist and abdomen without a trace of fat under his sweater while moving around. It felt very comfortable. She moved her hand there and immediately stuck to it and didn't want to move:

"I feel better now, but I can rest for another morning. Then we can go out again in the afternoon."

Then he said, "Do you work out regularly? Can you dance? If only my ankle wasn't sprained, I'd be a good dancer and I could dance with you."

Zhou Wu took a deep breath, pulled her hands out of her clothes, and clasped them tightly: "I can only dance a little bit."

Jiang Deng glared at him: "What are you doing?"

"Ayu, I can't help it." Zhou Wu was also helpless.

After all, he is a young man full of vigor and vitality.

Her soft body was pressed tightly against his arms. He could see her every smile and frown up close in front of him, feel her hot and moist breath on his face, and hear her slightly cool and nasal whispers in his ears. She was still teasing him like this, and it was really hard for him to bear it.

After Zhou Wu said this, Jiang Deng suddenly realized his abnormal breathing, the obscure and suppressed desire in his peach blossom eyes, and the person under him...

Jiang Deng's body suddenly became stiff. She said "Oh" and stammered:

"Then, then let me go, I...I will go down..."

After she said that, she immediately tried to break free from his hand and moved to the sofa beside her.

"No, that's fine."

Zhou Wu's hands suddenly tightened, holding her tightly.

He doesn't want her to leave.

Jiang Deng: “…”

If you don’t want to let it go, then don’t let it go.

This time she was obedient and leaned in his arms without moving.

"Ayu..."

He had tried his best to calm his breath, but the ending tone still had a hint of lingering meaning compared to his usual voice.

Jiang Deng felt a little numb all over his body, and also his scalp.

She suddenly realized that since she agreed to Zhou Wu calling her by her nickname, she seemed to have lost her real name in front of him.