Quickly wear the host, don't panic, the person hasn't run far yet

Mu Wanxi raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction.

Following Mu Wanxi's actions.

Gu Luochen,

His eyes also became a little blurry.

Mu Wanxi, however, watched attentively.

His look.

Gu Luochen felt as if there was a fire in his body, burning and spreading. He felt extremely hot and his body temperature kept rising.

Ben's pale cheeks began to flush, and he bit his lower lip with his teeth in impatience, and his lips turned deep red.

Mu Wanxi leaned over and held his lips to prevent him from biting her again.

It took a long time before she let him go. Gu Luochen was breathing heavily, and Mu Wanxi kept kissing him all the way down...

Gu Luochen opened his eyes in surprise and tried hard to raise his head.

She struggled to get up and stop it, but didn't dare to move too much. She kept muttering, "Don't...Wanwan..."

“Hmm~··· ~···~”

Mu Wanxi raised her head, took out something from somewhere, and tied it on Gu Luochen's already wet eyes.

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From time to time, he would feel a surge of excitement because of Mu Wanxi's touch.

At this moment, Xiao Tongzi, who was locked in Xiao Hei's room, had a look of despair on his face and was pulling the hair on his head in melancholy.

The black hair was flying around in the small dark room like dandelions.

It felt that it would probably spend the rest of its days in this small dark room. Thinking of this, it took out its notebook and began to write.

He took a look at the small dark room without even a crack and continued to sigh.

I can't even take a sneak peek, oh, life is so hard.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Wanxi leaned over and whispered softly in Gu Luochen's ear.

"My brother Chen is so patient."

Looking at the person whose face was flushed due to his forbearance, whose forehead was soaked with sweat and whose whole body looked like he had just been pulled out of the water, Mu Wanxi felt helpless and a little distressed.

How come this person...

She took off the ribbon on Gu Luochen's eyes and looked into a pair of eyes that were full of desire yet restrained.

"I was not good and made Wanwan angry, so I should be punished. Wanwan can punish me however she wants, but don't do this, I don't deserve it..."

His tone was soft and pleading.

Don't do this to him, he can't bear it...

Mu Wanxi stroked his unconsciously wrinkled brows. His eyes were filled with pity and obedience, but also with a hint of stubbornness that was barely noticeable.

"Nothing is worth it or not. I am willing to do this, and only you can make me do this."

The corners of Gu Luochen's eyes were red, like a little rabbit that had been bullied. Mu Wanxi sighed secretly.

I didn't intend to really punish him, but I didn't know that this guy... was so patient... and refused to do it no matter what...

Mu Wanxi leaned over and kissed away the tears at the corners of his eyes, then kissed his lips. On his body, amid his suppressed groans, she finally completed the last step.

As if to make up for it, Mu Wanxi deliberately teased him and wanted him again and again.

Until Mu Wanxi was too tired to move.

Gu Luochen finally freed himself from the silk scarf, turned over and pressed her down.

This was the last thought that Mu Wanxi had before her consciousness became confused.

"You bastard... you can obviously solve it yourself..."

Gu Luochen carried Mu Wanxi into the bathroom and washed her carefully. Looking at the person who was sleeping soundly and unconscious in the bathtub, Gu Luochen kissed Mu Wanxi's eyes cherishingly without a trace of desire.

His evening.

I never asked him anything.

But he has always been careful to protect his vulnerability.

He knows all this.

He is a somewhat sensitive person.

He was actually the first one to notice the problems in his parents' relationship.

The change in family atmosphere was such that even the air felt a bit depressing.

But no matter how precocious he was, he was still just a child after all, and he didn't know how to face and deal with such things.

Later, my grandparents died unexpectedly one after another, and things started to get worse.

The mother seemed to have noticed something.

He was somewhat reluctant but he couldn't resist his mother who insisted on sending him away.

But before his mother could send him away, the nightmare began.

He was knocked to the ground that day, his head covered in blood. As the warm blood flowed down his body, he felt colder and colder. That kind of coldness that penetrated into his bones has been with him ever since, day and night.

The blood blurred his vision so much that in the end he didn't know whether what he saw was his mother's blood or his own blood.

He watched his mother being dragged into the bathroom, and he himself was thrown on the cold floor of the bathroom like garbage.

He heard his father's roar and scream, but he did not hear his mother's voice. His mother did not speak or cry. She just looked at his father calmly, her eyes full of disappointment.

Later, the mother collapsed in the bathtub and never woke up again.

That night, the entire villa was empty except for them.

The next day, when people found them, he was holding his mother's already cold hand in a daze. He had no tears, no crying, and he looked as calm as his mother the night before.

There was dried blood on his face, and he looked hideous.

Everyone said he was crazy.

Everyone said that my mother committed suicide because of depression.

No one asked him why he was injured.

He also remained silent.

So everyone was sure that he was crazy and stupid.

Only he himself knew that from then on, whenever he saw flesh, he would think of that night when the blood that almost filled the entire bathtub mixed with cold water soaked his mother's body until her body turned white and wrinkled.

It looked exactly like the shape of the piece of meat in the bowl, and exactly like my mother’s bloodless lips at the last moment.

Every time this happened, his stomach would churn.

Everything that happened that night was like a nightmare that would never end. Every midnight when he woke up, he could see his mother lying in a pool of blood with a pale face, his father's hideous face, and the curses coming out of his mouth.

"Why don't you just die? Why don't you just die?"

Every time he woke up, he was sweating profusely and stared at the dark ceiling in horror until daybreak.

Until he met Wanwan, he hadn't had that dream for a long, long time.

With Wanwan's company, he can sleep peacefully every day and have a dreamless night.

It was Wanwan who brought him light.

Took him out of that nightmare.

Let him no longer be afraid.

He knew that he should let go of everything in the past and not be influenced by that person anymore. His Wanwan had already helped him solve that nightmare.

He believed.

He kissed every inch of her skin devoutly, carefully tracing her outline.

Mu Wanxi let out a moan, without opening her eyes, she just murmured.

"I'm not coming..."

There was a smile and infinite doting in Gu Luochen's eyes.

"Okay, I won't come anymore. I'll listen to Wanwan."

He carefully lifted the person out of the bathtub, dried the person, and carried the person back to the bed.