What are you laughing at!

Zhao Yeqing became angry because of embarrassment. This smile was full of ridicule. She raised her head and was about to refute, but she met those eyes that were not joking.

She panicked for a moment, she was no longer a child, how could she not understand what this look meant now.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, his heart beat rapidly, and the blood in his body surged. Zhao Yeqing felt that breathing through his nose alone was no longer enough to provide oxygen to his body, so he opened his mouth slightly to suck air into his lungs.

Mu Xi's body was tense and his mind was on the verge of collapse, but the girl in front of him suddenly looked up at him, and then her cherry-pink lips opened slightly, which seemed to him like a silent invitation.

This is a big misunderstanding.

Before Zhao Yeqing could open his mouth to refute, the shadow in front of him pressed down, and his breath was instantly snatched away. The hand on her waist was slightly hard, so that the two bodies were close together without any gap.

My heart was about to beat out of my chest, and the hearts that were close together seemed to be saying hello to each other, banging against each other.

One of the big palms behind her was on her waist, and the rough palms were rubbing the skin behind her. The other was on the back of her neck, holding her head down——

This time the kiss was more aggressive than before, and not only her breath but also her consciousness were robbed.

The waves echoed in his mind, Zhao Yeqing's eyes were filled with water, and his expression gradually became blurred. The arm originally resting on Mu Xi's shoulders was too weak to hold up and relaxed. Mu Xi restrained her waist and lay down behind her.

The two people who were originally holding each other face to face suddenly became dizzy.

The blurred look in Mu Xi's eyes was broken, and Mu Xi's eyes were like boiling water. She wanted to move away, but the palms on her lower waist were clasped tightly, and she couldn't move even an inch.

Mu Xi's presence was too strong for her to ignore, and the oxygen in her mouth gradually became thinner.

She was already angry at him. Who was he? He didn't want to ventilate others?

Feeling the man's clenched fist hitting his body harder and harder, Mu Xi raised the corners of his lips, opened his narrow eyes, and the dark light in his eyes was frightening.

His body was struggling and he didn't know when the soft and slippery skirt on his body had moved up to his waist. Mu Xi opened his eyes and saw the scene in front of him. His reason that was still at the edge collapsed instantly.

For so many years, Mu Xi has always been restrained, and Zhao Yeqing also knew that it was common for Mu Xi to take a cold shower when he woke up.

She also blushed and asked if she wanted to help, but Mu Xi refused every time, saying directly: "Don't trust too much in a man's self-control, especially in front of the person you like."

But now, Mu Xi hugs her and stares behind her constantly. Before she realizes why, she only hears a voice in her ears that sounds like a beast breaking its shackles:

"I told you, don't trust a man's self-control too much." As soon as he finished speaking, his body slid down.

Zhao Yeqing didn't know how things had turned out like this. His memory still lingered on when he beat Mu Xi just now, and the remaining consciousness was washed away in waves.

Zhao Yeqing held the sheets tightly with her hands. Just when she thought her consciousness had faded, a burst of white light flashed in front of her eyes, and the blood hit her brain from bottom to top. The voice in her ears seemed to come from a distant place.

The voice said with a smile, "Is it okay?"

Let her die...

Zhao Yeqing used all his strength to pull the quilt aside and cover himself, refusing to let his head out of it no matter what.

"Okay, just keep your head covered."

His head was covered, and a heavy object was placed on his body. The next moment, his hot breath reached his ears again. The arms surrounding his body seemed to be made of metal, and he could not break free at all.

The man even said shamelessly: "Be good."

Really, shameless.

Then, the room was filled with voices, mute voices calling her name in her ears, making her ears red and bleeding. She covered her ears, but the voice could still get into her ears without concealing it.

Half an hour later, Zhao Yeqing only had one thought in his mind - never look at the apron again.

What happened next did not require her participation. The person who was wearing her got up, came back two minutes after going out, wetted her handkerchief in the basin, and carefully wiped her body clean with the handkerchief.

Zhao Yeqing had already worn it out, so he didn't hesitate to give it a wipe.

When Mu Xi took the basin and went downstairs to pour water, Zhao Yeqing took his head out of the quilt, blushed and raised his hand to touch his thigh, which felt a little spicy.

He sat up and turned his body to one side. In the moonlight, he saw some redness on his skin. When he heard the footsteps, he immediately lay down and continued to cover his head with the quilt.

Some kind of ointment was applied to the red skin, which felt slightly cooling.

The quilt on his head was lifted, and Mu Xi was watching Zhao Yeqing staring at him with water in his eyes.

"Did it hurt you?"

Zhao Yeqing didn't feel any pain, after all, Mu Xizhen did it just by sticking it up, she was ashamed of it.

It's just that what she was ashamed of was how some people could be like this before that...

She couldn't find any adjectives.

She fell asleep with her back to Mu Xi, causing her dreams to be filled with scenes that she couldn't express when she woke up.

If I had known earlier, what kind of apron would I be looking at?

In the next few days, the two looked at each other like innocent young people who saw each other but were not together yet.

Until Mu Xi couldn't stand it anymore, he leaned over and said directly: "You will have to face it in the future anyway, so don't be shy."

It was better not to say this. Zhao Yeqing went up with a blushing face and stuffed the silk nightgown at the bottom of the cabinet.

Mu Xi gradually became thicker-skinned and smiled at her trying to cover up: "It's okay. When there are cocoons, I will make another one for you, in another color."

Zhao Yeqing blushed and thought to himself: Dog man.

From that day on, Mu Xi took special care of the baby silkworms in the silkworm room, which could not be called babies anymore. The silkworms had only been missing for a few days and had grown up several times.

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