"Where do you want to go? I said you are a bastard, saying that you are praising you. Ordinary people are not at all. Could it be that you have done something guilty? It's more obvious that you want to cover up!" Mu Jingcheng's lips bent slightly and she said sarcastically.

An Yixuan was suddenly stopped by her. Her expression was very wonderful, and all kinds of emotions kept changing. Finally, he firmly calmed his mind and said, "How is it possible? I have a cleanliness obsession!"

"Oh? Cleansing obsessive? Then, have you endured it very hard for the past three years?" Mu Jingcheng gritted her teeth, but her face was as smiling as a flower. She didn't believe that he would forgot it for three years.

An Yixuan felt a sour air floating between her lines.

He pounced over in a good mood, pressed her down on the sofa, restrained her movements, and said with a smile, "Wife, since I have you, I have been very obedient. I have never pulled my little hands from other women. I miss you all the time, and my hands are sore when I think of you!"

Mu Jingcheng didn't understand what he meant at first, and was stunned for a few seconds. Do you think there was any inevitable connection between her and her sore hands?

After a sudden realization!

"You're eating shit with your mouth—"

Facing the anger of his little wife, An Yixuan was confident, "What is shit? Can you compare with you? I only like to eat you and taste it slowly. Do you want me to take a cold shower for a few years? How many years can I sit on the bench?"

"You actually compare me to that kind of disgusting thing, too much!" Mu Jingcheng's veins on her forehead stormed. She had been tricked by the black-bellied fox several times, so she naturally felt very resistant to his face.

But she also knew that this time he might be saying something that was heartfelt...

An Yixuan leaned forward again, and her thin lips were several inches closer to her nose.

The soft touch almost touched Mu Jingcheng's nose. Her cheeks became hot and she couldn't help but open her face. An Yixuan's lips fell on her flushed cheeks.

His lips were warm, not as domineering and black-bellied as his people.

He felt his burning breath on his cheeks, and Mu Jingcheng felt that the place where he was kissing became even hotter, just as the ice and snow melted. As time went by, it became hotter and hotter and boiling, and she felt that her soul was about to float up.

My breathing and heartbeat were not stable, and my body couldn't help but tremble.

Every subtle reaction on her body naturally fell into An Yi's dazzling eyes, which was a very beautiful scenery.

His good mood rose sharply, his thin lips became more and more raised, and his deep eyes were filled with a happy smile.

My little wife is more immature than three years ago!

"Don't press me, get out of here!" Mu Jingcheng was slightly angry and pushed his shoulder hard, increasing his voice by several decibels, deliberately covering up the unnaturalness in her voice.

Unfortunately, her strength was not painful or itchy to An Yixuan, and she couldn't push it away at all.

Her face turned red and she couldn't tell the difference, but she still turned shy. She stared at the man on her body, "Aren't you lost your memory? Why don't you become crazy? The essence of the chromogen has not changed at all. I'm speechless. Please get out of here. I'm weak and can't bear your weight!"

"Why do you have to be crazy?" An Yixuan raised her eyebrows and kissed her cheek. "Is there any connection between amnesia and brain destruction? You used to be amnesia and lied to me so much, but now you don't allow me to lose my memory?"

"You have no memory. What are you learning? You just learn from my selective amnesia. You can try it with the door and try it. The effect should be good. I don't mind helping you!"
Chapter completed!