I Took Home a Mummy

Ning Mitang thought she had auditory hallucinations.

"what?"

Mo Huai's black eyes flashed: "Tangtang, I'm afraid of thunder." He repeated.

Haha, a big man with a height of 1.87 meters, holding a pillow and telling her that he was afraid of thunder, Ning Mitang's head was in a mess.

She blocked the door and questioned: "You are a mummy. Last time I stabbed you with a knife and didn't die. Why would you be afraid of thunder."

At this moment, Mo Huai lowered his head, with a slightly shy face on his face. His reason was not generally strong: "I watched TV and said that things that shouldn't exist are subject to damnation." I don't know. Was it the reason why he had washed his hair? The bangs on his forehead leaned against his eyebrows obediently, "I am an incredible existence, and thunder will strike me."

Ning Mitang closed her eyes weakly, wondering where he learned the nonsense, "Then, you think you will be struck by lightning, why did you come to find me? Do you want to be hacked together?"

"Thunder won't hit you." Mo Huai was confident, "I will protect you."

"Aren't you afraid of thunder?"

"Yeah, I'm afraid of thunder."

"Then how do you protect me?"

"Fear of thunder has nothing to do with protecting you." Mo Huai said righteously and had his own set of theories: "Tangtang, fear is a psychological problem, and protecting you will be my instinct."

Ning Mitang wanted to complain about his logic, but she didn't expect to be inexplicably touched by such a magical sentence of him, and her heart was crisp. The numbing currents kept leading to the tip of her heart, making her heart beating.

"Tangtang, can you let me in?" Mo Huai asked in a low voice.

"Come in...Come in."

Ning Mitang's head was still confused, and subconsciously replied.

Mo Huai's eyes were bright.

Well, taught on TV: Say good things to her, and this trick really works.

When Ning Mitang reacted, Mo Huai's tall and tall figure had walked into her room and stood upright by her bed staring at her bed.

The bed covers and sheets are light plain yellow with ice silk. Ning Mitang's body temperature has been high since she was a child, and there is often a feeling of fire in her palms, so she has always been afraid of heat. The ice silk satin bed sheets are cold and comfortable to sleep, and they have always been her favorite.

Mo Huai stared at the smooth sheet, and he smelled the faint fragrance of the **** the bed.

"Tangtang, can I sleep here?" He pointed to the bed, really wanting to sleep.

Ning Mitang didn't need to think about it at all, and she refused directly: "No." She was a little annoyed, why did she agree to let him in, and sure enough, sweet words would make people's head bloated and IQ decreased.

"Oh." Mo Huai obediently responded.

The pity on Jun's face is hardly obvious.

I once had the experience of sleeping on the floor in Qingshi before, and Mo Huai silently placed the pillow on the ground, closest to the bed. Then, in Ning Mitang's surprised gaze, he took off his clothes, and his sturdy chest was suddenly exposed.

The complexion on his body is very white, but there is not the slightest femininity, the prominent muscles are distinct, the lines are smooth, with silent temptation, and strong aggression.

Ning Mitang was stunned for a while.

Mo Huai reached down to his lower body and pulled his pants, about to take off.

"You...what are you going to do?" Qingling's voice was totally unbelievable.

Mo Huai was very calm: "Take off your clothes and sleep." Afraid that Ning Mitang would forget, he intimately reminded: "You said before that I can be naked when I sleep."

Choked with breath.

Ning Mitang said this sentence herself, of course she remembered it.

After a while, she whispered: "This is my room. You are not allowed to sleep naked." The thought of him sleeping naked next to her, even though it is on the ground, the picture is...white His face was already flushed.

"but......"

"No but." Ning Mitang interrupted him quickly.

Mo Huai's thin eyes dropped in disappointment, and he didn't speak anymore.

I really want her to see his body, it seems that I can only wait for the next time.

Mo Huai put his pajamas back on, and glanced at the girl. His tall body was lying on the ground, his whole person lying straight, his hands stretched out, close to his sides. "Tangtang, I'm lying down." He blinked.

Ning Mitang did not expect him to move so quickly.

"Tangtang, you go to bed quickly, and you have to go to school tomorrow." Mo Huai continued to speak, looking sensible and caring.

Glancing at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost eleven. Thinking that she would indeed have morning class tomorrow, Ning Mitang kicked her soft pink slippers and walked over to lie back on the bed.

The rain outside kept on, and the dark sky was pierced by lightning, illuminating half of the sky. The thunder is rolling in, loudly.

Ning Mitang turned sideways, and she glanced to the ground, just to meet Mo Huai's dark eyes. Mo Huai blinked as his eyes met, and the cold color inside faded.

"Didn't you say you are afraid of thunder? Why are you so calm?" Ning Mitang asked him.

"Tangtang is here, I'm not afraid of anything." Mo Huai sullenly, opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Ning Mitang sighed and didn't reveal his lame rhetoric. She lifted the sheet covering her body and sat up, with her long black soft hair spreading halfway across her chest and behind with her movements, making the slap face more delicate.

"Get up."

"what?"

"Get up first."

As if thinking of something, Mo Huai's eyes lit up, "Does Tangtang want me to go to bed with you?" He immediately turned over and stood up obediently.

"Pick up the pillow."

Ning Mitang gave him a look after giving orders, and walked out of bed with an unpredictable expression.

Excitement flashed in his dark eyes, and his delicate chin was slightly tightened. Mo Huai tried to control, trying not to reveal his extremely happy mood at this time. Sure enough, Tangtang wanted him to sleep.

However, when Mo Huai was about to cross his feet to go to bed, he saw Ning Mitang take out a quilt from the big white closet.

"What are you doing while standing? Come and help me."

Ascend to heaven in the last second, and return to the earth in the next second.

Mo Huai's thin lips tightened a little, "Oh."

After a while, a soft quilt was already spread on the ground. It is estimated that the quilt has been exposed to the sun soon, and there is still the smell of sunlight. Although he can't go to bed, but knowing that Ning Mitang is reluctant to lie directly on the cold ground, Mo Huai is also satisfied, "Tangtang is so good to me."

Looking at the handsome face with a faint smile in his eyes, under the dim light, his facial features were three-dimensionally prominent, and the dim light couldn't hide his half brilliance. She grew up so good-looking, and she said nice things to her, really...Ning Mitang blushed and averted her gaze.

The room finally became quiet.

Mo Huai's long eyelashes flickered a few times. He listened to the girl's faint sniffles, and his dark eyes began to turn, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, he moved.

Moving lightly, he got up and squatted down on the side of the bed, his eyes quickly falling on the sleeping Ning Mitang's face, and he could no longer move away.

Under the dim light, the porcelain-white skin was covered with a layer of soft luminescence, and the small lips were pink and tender, and the lip beads were slightly raised, which attracted people to kiss.

Tangtang is so beautiful.

Mo Huai looked seriously and carefully, his eyes slowly depicting Ning Mitang's facial features, and every time he looked at it, he was more happy. Then, his eyes moved to Ning Mitang's ear.

The black hair was scattered on the side, and the small white ears looked very delicate against the black color. Unlike his, the girl’s ears are white. The ears are beautiful.

What attracted his attention most was that there was a small mole on the soft and snow-white ear beads, the color was bright red, like the cinnabar dotted on white jade, the red and white matched each other, very eye-catching.

Unable to resist the temptation, Mo Huai stretched out his hand and slowly stretched it towards Ning Mitang's ear.

He gently rubbed the tiny ear beads with his fingertips a few times, and then squeezed it again. It was soft, soft, and very interesting. Without holding back, he squeezed slightly again.

Mo Huai never thought that Tangtang's ears would be so cute.

Seeing Ning Mitang sleeping soundly, Mo Huai reluctantly withdrew his hand, but his eyes were still stuck on it. After staring for a while, he lowered his head and slowly moved closer.

The nose is full of sweet fragrance of girls.

Mo Huai approached Ning Mitang's neck, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked the white and tender ear beads, which were very soft and soft. Then, his thin lips opened, and he directly put the earballs into his mouth. The soft and tender touch tempted Mo Huai to taste it again and again.

In her dream, Ning Mitang was annoyed. She dreamed that her ear was bitten off by something unknown. The strange thing was that she did not feel the pain, but instead felt cold.

Misty, this feeling lasted all night, until she woke up, there was a slight chill in her ears.

What a strange dream.

She looked at Mo Huai, who was sleeping peacefully on the ground, and lightly got out of bed, opened the door and walked out.

In recent days, the school campus forum has been very lively. In addition to the unmanned lake death incident that was reported to be raging, the most talked about was Su Xiaotong.

Before, everyone knew that Su Xiaotong was the author who just became popular on the website of Green Hydrology City. With the fermentation of this period, the popularity of her has not decreased, but has become more and more popular. I don’t know who posted her photo on Weibo. Su Xiaotong slid her hand and liked it. Later, when readers discovered her appearance, they shouted the goddess and forwarded the message. Her Weibo fans also soared from the initial 20,000 to Seventy thousand.

Jiang Youyou curled her lips, "Praise her for slippery hands, oh, how much oil does her hand get so slippery? It's a hype."

Ning Mitang bent over to change shoes, she was going to the library to code words, "It's normal for people to market."

"You haven't seen how many people have come under the dormitory recently, waiting for her to sign every day. He is obviously a young writer who is just starting out, and he has to raise his worth so high." Jiang You You closed the website, "to Just don’t fall at that time."

Ning Mitang smiled and couldn't deny it. Everyone's approach is different. It's normal for Su Xiaotong to like high-profile. Who doesn't like light, but living under the light must have the ability to bear it.

"I went to the library." She picked up the laptop.

"Go, go." Jiang Youyou is used to Ning Mitang's active learning.

In the afternoon, there are more people in the library than in the morning.

The surroundings are very quiet. Ning Mitang likes to sit on the table next to the window. As long as her eyes are tired, she can look out the window. There is a splendid Chinese rose.

At this moment, the chair diagonally opposite her was pulled away, and someone sat down.

Ning Mitang originally flew the typing hands on the keyboard for a meal, and her beautiful brows wrinkled suspiciously, and she smelled a familiar pungent smell.