People are killing ghosts: starting from taking care of Mrs. Kui Zhi

In a daze, Su Mu opened his eyes, and he felt a pair of soft little hands gently kneading at his temples, bringing a soothing touch.

Through the gap between the hands, the perfect outlined curve that catches the eye is heavy and full, full of maternal brilliance.

Rubbing his eyes, he got up from his long, well-proportioned legs

"How long have I slept here?"

He looked up and looked out the window, and it was pitch black outside.

Before I knew it, I had just fallen asleep.

"It didn't take long."

Aoi Zhi moved his legs slightly, and kept one movement for a long time, feeling that his legs were slightly sore.

Su Mu naturally noticed the small movements of the sunflower branch of the stove door, and obviously understood that he should have been asleep for a while, otherwise, the other party would not have his legs a little stiff now.

After all, providing a knee pillow is naturally quite enjoyable for him, but for Aoi Keimon, who is used as a pillow, he has to endure the posture of staying still.

It's easy to hold a simple position and move still, but it's hard to keep it all the time.

But in order not to disturb himself, Aoi Eda of the stove has obviously maintained a movement.

"I'm so sorry to tire you up."

Su Mu spoke.

"Nope."

Aoi Zhi hurriedly waved his hand, at this time, he also rested for a while, and the soreness of his legs was also much better.

I didn't continue to stay on the bed, but also got up.

The white pants wrapped around the slender feet fell to the ground, and it seemed that the legs were still a little sore, so that when the stove door Aoi Zhi was standing, the little hands unconsciously touched the corner of the bed.

"I'm sorry to be a little disturbed tonight."

Su Mu scratched his head.

Just as he turned around and was about to open the door and leave the place and return to his room, a slight voice rang in his ears

"Mujun..."

The voice was very light, if it weren't for Su Mu's clear ears and eyes, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hear it.

Hearing the voice, Su Mu also turned around

But he saw that the stove door Aoi Zhi took small steps, closed the window that was still ajar, and then, with his head down, came to the side of the bed, and took care of the bed: "Mujun, you can rest here tonight." "

The woman smoothed the folded corners of the bed and turned again, her little hands on her abdomen, her head slightly lowered.

Under the flickering candlelight, the woman lowered her head, her chest continued to rise and fall, her fingers pinched the corners of her clothes, and her lips were gently bitten.

"I... Rest here at night. "

Su Mu was a little surprised.

He originally thought that it would take some time for his relationship with Kamato Aoi to make a final breakthrough, and he has been patient.

But as the body continues to exercise, while becoming stronger, the fire is also getting bigger and bigger.

"Well, Mujun can rest here at night."

Aoi Eda pursed her lips and blushed in embarrassment.

For Aoi Zhi, who has always been conservative and obedient to women's morality, staying with a man is obviously too bold for him.

These days, the relationship between each other is becoming more and more ambiguous, and the way Mujun looks at her...

All of these....

Aoi Zhi of the stove door is not really an ignorant girl, how can she not understand at all.

In fact, deep in her heart, Aoi Zhi of the stove door has already been prepared, this night, when Mujun knocked on the door, she had already done a fierce exercise in the depths of her heart, but in the end, she still opened the door to welcome Mujun's entry.

It's just that after Mu Jun came in, he didn't do anything to her, he really just chatted with her.

Of course, occasionally touching each other's eyes, Aoi Eda can still feel the heat in the depths of the other party's eyes.

Understand that the other person is patient.

Presumably respect yourself.

Mujun cares so much about his own thoughts and cares about himself, so how can Kwai Zhi want to see Mujun have been patient.

What's more, she is not the daughter of the boudoir, so what is there to twist.

It's just that although I think so, when I really wait to say it, I feel my heartbeat 'thump'.

"Mujun can rest here at night, so that Kwai Zhi can also serve you."

At this point, the delicate face was already flushed, like a ripe peach, and people couldn't help but want to swallow it in one bite.