The Young Master Relies on His Beauty to Dominate the Entire System - Chap 605
Jianian felt something move in his chest. When he lowered his head, the soft white hand was poking around in his chest.
Mu Jianian: “What are you doing?”
The little beauty rolled her eyes and blurted out, “Feel inside to see if it’s full of bad water?”
Mu Jianian: “?”
After a moment, his wrist was grabbed by the man.
The finger that was on the button was pulled down by the man until it touched something hard and huge.
The little beauty’s beauty faded.
Mu Jiayoun chuckled softly, “Don’t you like touching it?”
“There is water here, do you want to touch it and have a look?”
The little beauty’s beauty turned pale again, and her expression was sorrowful, “It’s better not to use it…”
Little coward.
The man stood up to get the bath towel, and something with a strong sense of presence flashed before Jiang Luoluo’s eyes.
Soon a white bath towel covered his head and he was hugged up.
“The doctor will come over tomorrow and ask him to check.”
“If there’s no problem, it’s fine.”
A little head poked out from the bath towel, with black hair stuck to the white neck, looking a little pitiful.
The man was a little confused and his voice was soft,
“What can I do?”
The man stopped and looked at him with a deep look,
“What do you think?”
“Besides having sex, what else can I do?”
The little beauty blushed instantly. , hiding his head in the towel again.
Mu Jianian first blew his hair clean, then picked him up and moved him to the sofa, and patiently trimmed his precious wife’s nails.
Warm light illuminated the entire bedroom. The handsome man lowered his head and held his slender fingers.
The rounded nails were trimmed patiently, and the slightly raised edges were carefully polished.
Viewed from this angle, the handsome man’s side face has sharp and superior lines, and his phoenix eyes are half-closed, making him look even more affectionate and affectionate.
Jiang Luoluo sat crookedly on the sofa, then slowly stretched out her other hand and brushed Mu Jianian’s hair.
“Bored?”
Jiang Luoluo nodded.
The man who was half-kneeling on the ground straightened his back and leaned over to kiss the moisture-stained lips.
“Are you hungry?”
A low voice surrounded my ears. The man’s voice was lazy and clear, and even his breathing was alluring.
The two looked at each other.
The little beauty with red cheeks shook her head, her heart pounding.
The next moment, someone touched his cheek very lightly, and the slightly rough fingertips seemed to carry sparks, spreading on the satin-like skin, causing a slight numbness.
“If you’re not hungry, how about waiting for my husband to finish cutting his nails before feeding our baby?”
The moment these words rang out, it was as if a small time machine had been turned on.
The moment time passed, he saw another world in a trance.
He was playing ball with Li Chuan in the garden, and his nails were a bit long and were broken by the racket, cracking into his flesh.
It was also at this time, in the living room with warm yellow lighting, that he cut his broken nails.
While coaxing herself, she kissed her mouth and said,
“Wait until my husband finishes cutting his nails, okay?”
Li Chuan, who was standing next to him, had a painful expression.
The self in the picture has red eyes and nods obediently.
From then on, Mu Jianian would habitually touch his fingertips no matter what happened, and trim them carefully if they were longer than a little.
Even since then, he has never been injured again.
Until his death, he never forgot it.
Memories poured into his mind over mountains and ridges, and Jiang Luoluo’s eyes slowly turned red little by little.
He threw himself into the man’s arms and hugged Mu Jianian’s neck tightly.
Mu Jianian is paranoid and crazy, sensitive and has low self-esteem.
But he loves himself very much.
At this point, no matter what, you can’t lie.
No one can deny it. ?
