Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

Wu Di was so cooperative that Mu Xing went to the kitchen to get some unfinished fish from dinner as a reward.

She squatted in front of Wuwei, holding her chin with her hands and watching him eat fish. Suddenly an idea came to her, she looked up at the man and asked: "Uncle, can I take Wuwei back to the manor?"

There is a huge forest outside the manor where Invincible can rest.

Fu Lingxiao glanced at Wudi, but Wudi felt the sharp gaze and suddenly raised his head to stare at him. One person and one eagle started an inexplicable confrontation.

The invincible head raised high is very arrogant.

Fu Lingxiao's lips curled up with a cold arc. He moved his gaze towards the little girl and said slowly: "I have no objection, but I think you should ask Goudan and Tiezhu for their opinions, lest they feel that they have been left out."

"As long as I don't have any objections, little uncle! Goudan and Tiezhu will be very happy to have a little friend."

Mu Xing smiled sweetly and stroked the feathers on Wudi's neck, "Wudi, I will take you to my uncle's house tomorrow."

Fu Lingxiao: "..."

night.

The two of them squeezed into Mu Xing's small [-]-meter bed. Not only was the bed narrow, but it was only [-] meters long. The end of the bed just hit the wall, leaving no room.

Fu Lingxiao couldn't even straighten his legs and could only lie on his side with his knees bent.

Mu Xing was nestled tightly in his arms. She knew how tiring it was to stay in a bent posture, so she suggested: "Little uncle, why don't you go sleep in my master's room? My master's bed is bigger."

"Need not."

He was not used to sleeping in other people's beds, except for small ones.

Mu Xing raised her head slightly from the man's arms. The moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains. In the dim light, she looked at his sharp chin, "But it won't be comfortable for you to sleep like this."

"Baby you can do something to make me feel better."

Fu Lingxiao hugged Mu Xing and rubbed her back gently with his big hands. His voice was low and sexy, with a sultry attitude.

Something comfortable?

Mu Xing frowned and thought for a moment, got it!

She opened the man's arms and moved down against the man's body like a soft little insect.

Fu Lingxiao lowered his eyes and watched the furry little head move down little by little, past the waist and abdomen, and still going down. He suddenly thought of something, and his breathing became heavier involuntarily. Just as he was thinking about whether to stop it, his soft little hands Suddenly she pressed down on his leg and squeezed it gently.

A soft voice asked: "Uncle, are you comfortable?"

Well, he thinks too much.

Fu Lingxiao covered up his embarrassment calmly, "Well, it's comfortable."

Mu Xing chuckled, "Uncle, if you want me to give you a massage in the future, you can just say so. I'll be happy to do so."

The little girl was always so innocent. Fu Lingxiao felt an inexplicable guilt in his heart. How could he bear to leave marks on a girl as pure as a blank sheet of paper with the dirtiest paintbrush?

But after living in the abyss for a long time, his heart had already been dyed black, and that trace of sin would only arouse more intense dark thoughts in him.

He stretched out his hand to pull the little girl up, and her warm body returned to his arms. He leaned close to her neck and breathed quietly, feeling as if he was addicted to drugs.

Mu Xing's eyes blinked in confusion, and the flowing water flowed, "Little uncle, haven't I pressed it for you yet?"

But the man suddenly turned over and pressed her under him. His handsome face was like a fairy blooming in the night, and the dark color in his eyes seemed to drown her.

She was a blank piece of paper, so he covered her with his own filth.

She was the bright moon, so he plucked her from the starry sky and sank her into his dark sea.

In short, if she is his, then she must be like him.

The man was thinking crazily, with an evil curve on his lips, "Baby, I'll teach you another comfortable way."

His words had an eerie undertone, and the mist in his eyes suddenly lifted, and those who were boating on it were horrified to realize that this was not a calm lake or stream, but a dangerous swamp.

The night wind blew up the thin curtains and rolled up a beautiful curve.

The crescent moon on the treetops shyly hides in the dark clouds.

……

The night was still deeper.

Fu Lingxiao held the little girl in his arms, feeling comfortable. Looking at her tired sleeping face in the hazy light, smelling the faint milky fragrance on her body mixed with his breath, the smile on his lips deepened.

Although he stopped the last step, he still felt an unprecedented feeling.

"Good Night, Darling."

He lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on the little girl's eyebrows, then closed his eyes.

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The next day.

Mu Xing woke up in a daze, feeling that his whole body was sore and limp.

She just frowned when she heard a magnetic voice coming from outside the door: "Baby, are you awake?"

The man walked into the room with a pair of long legs. He was wearing a white shirt and a pair of black trousers. He was handsome and energetic, completely opposite to her softness.

As soon as she saw the man, what happened last night rushed to Mu Xing's mind. Her heart trembled, and she quickly pulled up the quilt and wrapped herself up.

Well...little uncle is so bad! Bad and fierce!

Fu Lingxiao curled his lips slightly, walked over and pulled the quilt, "Baby, don't be bored."

Mu Xing huddled in the quilt, clutching the quilt tightly to prevent him from pulling it away.

Fu Lingxiao looked at the shy girl, let out a low laugh, and rubbed her through the quilt, "Baby, it's already noon."

When Mu Xing heard this, he suddenly lifted the quilt and asked, "Is it so late?"

They had agreed to go home in the morning.

Fu Lingxiao tidied her messy hair, "Well, get up and eat. After dinner, we will go home."

Mu Xing grabbed the quilt and looked at the man with consulting eyes, "I want to change clothes. Uncle, can you go out for a while?"

"I haven't seen anything about you?"

Fu Lingxiao said with a chuckle, and left as he was told.

Mu Xing quickly changed his clothes and got up to wash up.

After the two of them finished eating, Mu Xing packed up his things at home, locked the door, blew the whistle, summoned Invincible, and took him down the mountain with him.

Halfway up the mountain, Wu Di, flying at low altitude, suddenly let out a cry.

Mu Xing heard Wuwei reminding her that she was in danger.

She immediately grabbed the man next to her and kept walking, seemingly as if nothing had happened, but in fact she was secretly paying attention to the disturbances around her.

Fu Lingxiao keenly felt Mu Xing's change and held her little hand. The two looked at each other in tacit understanding and walked naturally down the mountain.

From the grass on both sides, there was the sound of grass being gently brushed.

Mu Xing's calm eyes suddenly turned cold and serious. He quietly took out the silver needle and clamped it on his fingertips. Fu Lingxiao also reached out to his waist.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

At the same time that Fu Lingxiao pulled out his gun, a deafening gunshot sounded. He immediately grabbed the little girl's waist and spun around to avoid the bullet.

The next second, a dozen well-trained killers jumped out of the grass with guns and surrounded the two men.