Hua Ji was wearing a light shirt, but after being stirred by the waves, her concave figure immediately emerged.

One point will lead to more, and one point will lead to less, just like the most perfect work of art in heaven.

In the misty water vapor, Mu Changqing's eyes gradually became a little straightened.

He glanced at the dazed person with a angrily look. Hua Ji pulled his big hand across and then slowly attached it to the ravines she was proud of.

"Mulang..."

A whirlwind of seductive intimacy slowly rose in the house along the mist.

Even if a saint is unable to keep calm, he will not be able to keep himself calm.

After swallowing a hint of saliva, Mu Changqing hugged the beautiful man in his arms and jumped up from the bucket, wiped the water from the two of them randomly, and then walked towards the gums with big strides.

As if she knew what to face next, Hua Ji buried Zhen's head tightly in her broad chest, her tone trembling.

"Mu Lang, this is still broad in the daytime."

"It's good during the day, so that I can see every inch of beauty on you."

"Do you know that besides the moonlight and snow color in the world, you are the third kind of beauty."

A gentle and bewitching response rang out.

There was a bang.

Hua Ji was almost dizzy by this naked love words.

He clearly knew that being a daughter's reserved should not do such a shameful thing at this moment.

However, looking at the man in front of him with strong muscles and angular face, Hua Ji's eyes became softer.

"Mulang, Hua Ji is yours!"

After a word came to an end, the whole world became quiet, and only the hazy water vapor gradually spread to the entire house.

The stamens contain dew and exude fragrance, and the water waves are rippling and the summer is long.

A few stacks of mandarin quilts are wrinkled with red waves, and a lotus flower falls on the east wall.

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After several days of running around, Mu Changqing was already a little tired.

After another physical and psychological war, the deep tiredness suddenly came.

After being warm, Mu Changqing fell asleep.

The person beside him lay down and hugged his arm, panting while looking at the eyebrows and eyes that were close to him, his face as bright as the morning glow, and his face was unparalleled.

After the first classics, Hua Ji has a good physical condition, but she also feels that she can't bear it.

After a while of rest, Hua Ji could barely endure it. Then Hua Ji sat up slowly, and the pattern of plum blossoms under her immediately came into her eyes.

He raised his eyelids and looked at the sleeping man. Hua Ji staggered out of bed, then took a pair of scissors and cut the picture of Mei Ao Shuang Snow.

After watching with a blushing face for a while, Hua Ji then put her away seriously.

Then he walked out of the house step by step.

Before we knew it, the sky gradually darkened.

Hua Ji was busy next to the stove.

She knew that Mu Changqing had basically never had a warm dinner outside this month, so she endured her physical discomfort and wanted Mu Changqing to taste the food she made herself as soon as possible after waking up.

Perhaps this is also the full feeling of fulfillment that all women have after becoming wives.

At this moment, the gate of the courtyard was gently knocked.

Put down the kitchen utensils in her hand, Hua Ji went to look after the door.

"Young Master..."

The courtyard gate opened, and the person at the door had just finished speaking, and when he saw that the person who opened the door was a woman swallowed it.

"You are? Manager Qin?"

Hua Ji spoke with a little suspicious look.

It's almost evening, what is she doing here?

Qin Mei's eyes were also full of suspicion.

Who is this woman? How could she be in Mr. Mu’s yard?

This is the first time that Qin Mei and Hua Ji have really met.

Hua Ji had investigated Qin Mei secretly and looked at her several times, but Qin Mei was not familiar with Hua Ji.

However, intuition told her that the woman in front of her should have a close relationship with Mr. Mu.

After all, where is a woman wearing an apron and staying at a man's home?

The reason why Qin Mei came here was naturally because Liu Youde returned to Baihua Pavilion, and Qin Mei also knew that Mu Changqing was back.

After asking about Liu Youde and Mu Changqing's specific address location, Qin Mei was ready to come here as soon as possible.

But after thinking about it, Mr. Mu has been traveling around for a while and must have never had a good meal.

So I spent an afternoon carefully simmering chicken soup, so I came here at this time.

The two women's ideas on this aspect are consistent.

The food box in Qin Mei's hand naturally did not escape Hua Ji's eyes, and her brows frowned slightly, but she also knew that the woman in front of her had a good relationship with Mu Changqing, so it was indeed inappropriate to keep her at the door.

Hua Ji smiled and said.

"Is Manager Qin here to find Mu Lang? He is resting, but he should be about to wake up."

"Shopkeeper Qin, come in first."

As he said that, he reached out and prepared to take the food box from Qin Mei's hand.

Subconsciously retracted his hand, and Qin Mei whispered, "Mu Lang?"

Hua Ji didn't care about Qin Mei's reaction and was walking towards the inner room.

After all, Hua Ji couldn't control whether the person behind him came or not.

Looking at Hua Ji, who had a slightly frivolous step, Qin Mei's suspicion became even deeper.

Could this person be Mr. Mu's wife?

It's impossible, Mr. Mu never said that he was married.

Then this person called him Mulang? The name is so close, what is the relationship between the two?

If it were the little girl Qin Youshui, she might have been running away with her head down at this time, but Qin Mei was different.

She couldn't leave like this before she got the answer she wanted.

Moreover, there was obvious hostility in the eyes of the man in front of him, so Qin Mei couldn't tell it.

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Mei's face showed an iconic and charming smile, and then she twisted her buttocks and followed the figure in front of her.

Hua Ji greeted her and continued to be busy in front of the stove, as if she was a hostess.

Qin Mei was not very reserved, and walked into the door of the inner room, opened the curtain and looked inside. Seeing that the person she was thinking about was sleeping soundly on the bed, a brilliant curve could not be helped to raise a corner of her mouth.

It's good to come back, it's good to come back.

Although Hua Ji seemed to be busy in front of the stove, Yu Guang never left Qin Mei's figure, and she had a deep sense of crisis for the woman in front of her.

As both women, she had to admit that Qin Mei's charm was too great, and her own Mu Lang worked with her again. What might happen if the two of them were together day and night.

This is not the first time Hua Ji has a sense of crisis, but the sense of crisis is getting stronger and stronger at this moment.

Putting the curtain down, Qin Mei sat back in her seat, looked at Hua Ji, and then smiled.

"I've always been worried that Mr. Mu will not be able to sleep well outside."

"I have always known that the young master has the habit of recognizing beds."

The habit of recognizing beds?

Hua Ji's eyebrows suddenly jumped!

How did she know that Mu Lang has such a habit?
Chapter completed!