I Took Home a Mummy

The fingertips holding her chin tightened, and the man's thin lips came close.

Ning Mitang and Mo Huai looked at each other, and there was a sultry hot and forbearing dim light.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand what he meant.

"Ahuai, you... why are you doing this?" Her cheeks were hot, and the blush gradually spread.

The girl's slender body was in his arms, and Mo Huai was even more uncontrollable. He muttered, his throat slid up and down, "Tangtang, I can't help it."

The thin lip print with a cool touch landed on Ning Mitang's delicate lips, and with a lot of strength, he fought hard for a few times. He opened his lips slightly, and put the girl's upper and lower lips into his mouth, and began to chew and lick.

Addictively, Mo Huai kissed quickly and forcefully, and the hands around Ning Mitang's waist kept tightening, wishing to embed her slim body in her body.

"Well......"

Ning Mitang raised her head, unable to withstand his plunder, and she couldn't help humming when she was kissed hard.

The lips were entangled, and the occasional noise made people blush and heartbeat.

Ning Mitang leaned against Mo Huai's arms, feeling that the other party's breath became slightly hot, instead of being cold and breathless, her heart suddenly softened. Softly let the man exchange breath greedily, absorbing body fluid insatiably.

"Tangtang..."

Between his lips, Mo Huai's voice was dumb and blurred, and he was impatient and dazed: "I...I."

At a loss, he let go of the pink tongue in his mouth, directly grabbed Ning Mitang's little hand and placed it on his chest, and said frankly, "Touch me."

Ning Mitang's head was dizzy by the kiss, and her dark eyes were covered with a mist of water. She watched in a daze as Mo Huai held her palm and touched his chest.

Under the palm is a hard chest, even with a knitted sweater, she can clearly feel the contours and curves of the muscles spraying on it. The uncontrollable hand was driven, Ning Mitang was embarrassed, she felt a little numb in her fingertips, trembling slightly, wishing to curl up.

Suddenly, just when the man wanted to stretch his little hand under his waist, the five fingers of the white jade pink armor immediately closed into a fist, and Ning Mitang stopped and said: "It can't be like this." Her voice became a piece of water.

And Mo Huai's clean eyebrows were already full of spring, like an extremely elegant crescent moon, falling into the mortal world, the silver blossoms faded, and only the greed of the world was left. His dark eyes flashed with forbearance, and he looked at the girl infatuatedly, "Tangtang..."

Ning Mitang panted lightly, bit her bright red and moist lips, then raised her feet, comfortably kissed the man's thin moist and shiny lips, and asked, "Ahuai, what's wrong with you?" The man's sudden affection left her at a loss.

Mo Huai wanted to chase after him, but it was a pity that the girl had already put his finger on his lips before he converged, "I...I really want to make friends with Tangtang." When it came to this, he was exquisite. The spring look on her face was sultry, and the bangs on her forehead were pulled down, a little shy, "I really want Tangtang to touch me." He said honestly and frankly.

"Suddenly!" All of a sudden, Ning Mitang's flushed face became even hotter.

What he said clearly and sloppily was justified and serious.

Ning Mitang was blocked and didn't know how to respond.

After a while, she pursed her lips, diverted the other person's attention, and said dryly, "What did you paint?"

"You." Mo Huai's face became more shy.

"I know, I mean what did you draw me?" The man's reaction was strange, Ning Mitang was a little confused, "Well, let me see."

"Then... Na Tangtang, you must not annoy me when you see it."

Mo Huai took Ning Mitang's hand and teased her soft palm. The meaning of acting like a baby shouldn't be too obvious.

Ning Mitang became more and more curious, "I'll take a look first."

With that, she let go of Mo Huai's hand and walked to the desk first, her eyes instantly falling on the ink painting on the desk.

In the painting, under an old tree with flourishing branches, a woman is lying on her side on a beauty couch.

The woman's eyebrows are like stars, her black eyes are full of autumn waves, and she wears smoked veil. She was lying on her side, her white catkin swaying the fan, the light gauze slipped down, revealing half of her white wrists, and her waist and her long hair half-dangling on the soft pillow on the couch, covered in ink hair.

Ning Mitang's face was hot. Because the woman's clothes on the picture are half untied, her beautiful shoulders are bare, and the chest is under the prominent collarbone, and a hint of whiteness is faintly exposed on the chest, which makes people can't help peeping into the spring colors in the clothes. And the vermilion lips were slightly opened, a pair of black eyes flowed in autumn, and the charming color between the eyebrows was full, and it made people blush inexplicably.

Seeing more and more blush on the girl’s face, Mo Huai followed her gaze and saw that the woman in the painting had a pair of white tender feet half-closed under the skirt, and a few round and lovely toes were exposed. She was indescribably seductive.

The tips of Mo Huai's ears were already red and red. He hesitated and hesitated, and was afraid that Ning Mitang would be angry. He whispered, "Tangtang, do you look good?"

Even though the woman in the painting has an extremely charming look, but with her familiar face and a small mole on her earlobe, Ning Mitang has to admit that Mo Huai painted her.

"You said you can draw every inch of my outline with your eyes closed."

She paused for a while, thinking about how the wording would be more appropriate, and then continued for a while: "This is how I look when you close your eyes?"

Mo Huai sneaked his eyes on Ning Mitang's face, and he didn't dare to look at her expression too blatantly, "You, do you like it?"

Ning Mitang glanced at the painting again. The woman on the painting was boundless in spring, especially her expression. She was full of peach blossoms and dew, tender and tender, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be able to catch the autumn waves.

Obviously she had the same face as her own, but when she saw the woman in the painting, Ning Mitang couldn't help but feel hot and ashamed.

So, just now, Mo Huai was so anxious to ask her to kiss him because he painted this picture...?

Ning Mitang couldn't imagine: "What do I look like in your eyes?" She asked again.

"no."

Mo Huai was obviously too shy, his black eyes faded away, and the water inside was moisturized. "When I wrote the pen, this picture suddenly flashed in my mind and I painted it."

He said to himself, his expression a little more proud: "Sure enough, the best I painted is Tangtang."

Ning Mitang was ashamed and annoyed, and finally couldn't laugh or cry.

Even though the content of the painting makes her ashamed, the vivid woman makes Ning Mitang have to admit that Mo Huai's painter is very good.

"Well, the drawing is very good." She agreed.

Mo Huai's eyes lit up, and he was not modest at all, "I think so too. Tangtang, I will paint you better next time."

Ning Mitang's heart beat fiercely, "This one is already very good."

......

It's already the next day to see the Weibo sent out in vain.

Su Xiaotong clicked and enlarged the photo on Weibo, because the distance was a little far away and the angle was oblique. She looked at the tall man wearing a black sweater and bowed his head in the photo, but the outline of his face was not shown.

There was a glimpse of delicate eye makeup in her big eyes, and she felt that the three-pointed style of hiding the head and showing the tail has not changed. I can’t see my appearance, even my boyfriend’s appearance has to be hidden before I dare to send it. Presumably she is showing off the buddha, and now she is trying to fry her boyfriend. This kind of trickery has to be said to be very vulgar.

It seems that this great **** is nothing but that.

The fingers with shiny rhinestone nails slid a few times on the phone, and quickly picked out a photo from the album, which was a photo of her and Song Jingchen. A handsome man and a beautiful girl, Su Xiaotong doesn't need to think about how to look at it. He directly posted the photo on Weibo with the content: I don't want to hide it. I prefer to be open and honest.

Before Su Xiaotong's identity was disclosed, her photos were also circulating on the Internet. With her sweet looks, she attracted a lot of passersby's attention. The number of fans on Weibo has changed from less than 10,000 at the beginning to 100,000 now. As soon as her Weibo was updated, many fans began to leave messages.

Hua Hua Hua Hua Hua Er: "With a look, congratulations Qianshui Xiaoxiao is in love."

My brother can’t be a year younger than me: "Shanshui is in love? Yesterday, I also announced my relationship in vain, dating and dating?"

Eat your spicy strips: "Ahhhh, show me this early in the morning? I have eaten dog food. Seriously, men and women look very good."

Baby Qinqin: "Is it my conspiracy theory? Last night, I only announced my love affair in a big way. I posted a photo of my boyfriend's face without seeing him. Today you will make your boyfriend's face public."

The fire burns youth: "Agree to go upstairs, cover up and hide, is fairness a big irony?"

......

Some of the more sensitive fans caught Qianshui Xiaoxiao pulling the three-point white, and couldn't help leaving comments and also attracted many three-point white fans to watch. All of a sudden, Su Xiaotong's comments on Weibo had broken her previous Weibo comments, reaching 70,000.

After reading the comments, Su Xiaotong had a satisfied smile on her red lips, and the effect she wanted was obvious.

Taking advantage of the heat, two days later Su Xiaotong’s promotional poster for the signing event came out, and several big Vs enthusiastically forwarded it. Not only did they play the title of a talented goddess author, but also implied that a certain great **** didn’t even have the courage to make public appearances. Hidden brains, not as good as newcomers, quickly give way. As soon as this kind of publicity message was released, the fans who were three-pointers blew up and scolded each other with the fans of Xiaoshui Xiaoxiao.

Fans of the two parties quarreled wildly on Weibo, and the enthusiasm continued. Su Xiaotong gained another wave of fame. Whether she was black or liked her, this result made her very satisfied.