Self-investment

With a little warm tears rolling down from Jian Ling's eyes, running down her cheeks, wetting their lips, Jian Ling took the initiative to insert herself into Luo Yimu's mouth, and even the tears slipped in, salty. Yes, slightly bitter.

Luo Yimu sucked away the tears on her lips, held her face in his hands, and kissed her from the corner of his mouth to the ear, his breathing was disordered, and he whispered in a hoarse voice: "Don't cry, don't cry."

Luo Yimu couldn't hear or hear Jian Ling's crying, as soon as Jian Ling's tears came out, Luo Yimu lost his position, and even his ten fingers ached.

"It's my fault. I came back late and let Ah Ling be bullied." Luo Yimu frowned, not knowing how to make up for Jian Ling's grievances these days. I was so annoyed, I thought how could I be so stupid, knowing that someone like Hao Xinyi would definitely come to trouble Jian Ling, so I just left like that, without thinking about her at all, and made Jian Ling feel wronged for no reason.

She didn't know that Jian Ling's tears were not because of any grievances she had suffered. In Jian Ling's view, there was nothing wrong with her. At the moment of the knock on the door, my heart was already flying, and for a second when I was hugged by Luo Yimu, my mind was blank and I couldn't think of anything, it was completely instinctive, and tears fell down.

"Who dares to bully me?" Jian Ling smiled through tears, deliberately made a casual gesture, grabbed Luo Yimu's collar, and raised the corners of his mouth presumptuously, "You don't go to the street to inquire, who is there on the whole street? Don’t you know the reputation of my Boss Jane?”

There were still tears in the corners of her eyes, so this pretentious frivolity was also dyed with a particularly beautiful and charming, the reddish eye tails were raised upwards, and just a glance that flew over obliquely made Luo Yimu Her heart trembled, the tip of her tongue pressed against her teeth, and she only looked at Jian Ling briefly, and there was only one word left in her mind, winking like silk.

There is no word that can be more precise than these four words at this moment. Jian Ling's eyes are covered with mist, and the misty water in his eyes interweaves into a dense net, wrapping Luo Yimu in it, and the more tightly it wraps, Luo Yimu couldn't help lowering his head, rolled his tongue, and licked up the drop of water hanging from the corner of Jian Ling's eyes.

Salty, bitter, sip it on the tongue carefully, but aftertaste a faint sweetness with an extremely strong aftertaste, Luo Yimu couldn't help but want to taste her seductive taste more deeply.

"That's right, our dignified Boss Jian is the big sister on this street, who dares to bully him?" Luo Yimu gently lifted Jian Ling's chin, nibbled at the corner of her mouth, and pressed it against her forehead, The smile is gentle and shallow, but the words are intriguing, "Your store is lost, and you have the nerve to call yourself Boss Jane?"

Jian Ling heard a hint of danger behind Luo Yimu's soft tone, her heart trembled, and she laughed weakly, "Mu... Mumu, you already know..."

She leaned against the wall, trying to escape, but Luo Yimu held her waist, unable to move.

"Where do you think I came from just now?" Luo Yimu squeezed Jian Ling's jaw with two fingers, biting and biting like punishment, the movement was very light, not painful, but a little itchy, making Jian Ling's back rise There was a layer of chill.

"Mumu, calm down, listen to my explanation..." Jian Ling laughed.

Luo Yimu just stared at Jian Ling's beautiful lips, her attention was all focused on the pink tongue hidden behind her lips, and she didn't hear what Jian Ling was saying at all.

"A Ling, do you still remember what I said?" Luo Yimu pressed Jian Ling's lips, curled up his lips in a very tender way, and tightened his arms slowly, "Child who did something wrong, She must be severely punished..." Her words were hidden between Jian Ling's lips and teeth, half-closed her eyes and pried open Jian Ling's teeth, and her eyelashes lightly brushed the side of her face, itching, making Jian Ling's heart tremble A burst of cold air came up.

Mumu was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

The more violent the storm, the calmer the sky before the approach. Luo Yimu's tenderness at this moment made Jian Ling feel uneasy. A huge rock was pressed heavily on her heart, and she twisted in a panic. Luo Yimu's kiss could not move. Seeing a little soothing effect, Jian Ling's heart beat even harder, even Luo Yimu felt it.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a small punishment." Luo Yimu put his right palm on Jian Ling's chest, frowned slightly, "Why is my heart beating so fast?"

"Mumu, I really know I was wrong..." Jian Ling swallowed uneasily.

"Where did you go wrong?"

"I should tell you if something happened, I shouldn't have solved it privately, and even sold the house without authorization..."

"Yeah." Luo Yimu nodded lightly and smiled lowly, "It's a good attitude to admit mistakes."

"So can you let me go?" Jian Ling probed.

Luo Yimu chuckled softly, spreading heat on Jian Ling's face, "If you know a mistake and make a mistake, the crime will be aggravated."

Jian Ling's heart sank, and he turned his body quietly, feeling that Luo Yimu's shackles had loosened a bit, and immediately looked for an opportunity to break free, and ran away.

As soon as she took a step, Luo Mu grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. Jian Ling's nose slammed into Luo Yimu's shoulder. There was a burst of soreness, and tears rolled in her eyes. She hadn't recovered yet. , I felt dizzy for a while, and when I realized it, Luo Yimu had already carried him on his shoulders and walked towards the bedroom.

"Mumu, let me down! I was wrong! I was really wrong!" Jian Ling twisted and struggled on Luo Yimu's shoulder, and even clenched her fist and hammered her shoulder a few times, but Luo Yimu Unmoved.

Luo Yimu directly carried Jian Ling to the bedroom and threw it on the bed.

The big bed with a width of 1.5 meters is not like Jian Ling's single bed, which cannot be opened. After Jian Ling was thrown onto the bed, she wanted to run away. He pulled it back easily and lay down on the bed. Luo Yimu was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable, so he specially placed two pillows under her body.

Jian Ling knew that this punishment could not be avoided, so she simply lay on her stomach obediently, with her eyes closed and motionless, kneeling on the bed, keeping her buttocks up high, and covering her poor buttocks with both hands , ready to welcome Luo Yimu's baptism.

Luo Yimu was amused by her kneeling posture, annoyed and funny, "You're quite self-conscious."

"I can't hide anyway." Jian Ling's voice was muffled in the pillow, "I'm ready, you can call."

Luo Yimu stood by the bed and watched steadily. Jian Ling closed his eyes and waited for a long time, but he still didn't wait for the punishment Luo Yimu said.

Jian Ling opened her eyes in doubt, and looked back at Luo Yimu, only to see Luo Yimu standing by the bed, smiling helplessly at her, frowning slightly, looking a little distressed.

Jian Ling rolled her eyes and understood everything in her heart. She knew that Mu Mu was reluctant to hit her, so she immediately changed her position, got up from the bed, half-kneeled and moved to the side of the bed, grabbed Luo Yimu's neck, and I rubbed my face against her neck, and said with a nasal voice, sweetly: "Mumu, I really have a reason this time, so please forgive me this time? Don't worry, my father's last wish I've done everything, and Hao Xinyi has nothing to do with me in the future, and my house is sold and all the money is given to her, so she will have nowhere to look for me in the future."

"Forgive me this time, the last time, huh?" Jian Ling raised her eyes and looked at Luo Yimu eagerly.

Luo Yimu was silent for a while, as if he was thinking whether he should spare Jian Ling this time.

Jian Ling felt the tension on her body gradually relax, thinking that Luo Yimu's attitude had softened and she was fine, but Luo Yimu suddenly pressed her on the bed and hit her buttocks with his palm.

It was skillful, it hurt, but it didn't hurt anyone. The heating was on in the room, and Jian Ling was wearing thin clothes. She slapped her face, hot and hot. She yelled out in pain, and her tears started to spin again in an instant.

"Such a big matter, do you dare not discuss it with me in the future?" Luo Yimu slapped again.

"No...don't dare..." Jian Ling was pinned between the pillows and couldn't move. She struggled slightly and cried in her throat, "Mumu, it hurts so much, it really hurts."

As soon as the nasal sound of Nuo Nuo reached Luo Yimu's ears, the third slap she slapped on Jian Ling's butt was light and didn't hurt at all, but Jian Ling still yelled.

The following slaps became lighter and lighter, Jian Ling's yelling gradually changed, it was soft, not like crying pain, it was simply temptation, she tried her best to raise her head back, and looked at Luo Yimu with a pair of winking eyes, Seeing that Luo Yimu's soul was flying into the sky, his breathing stopped for a second, and his heartbeat was also chaotic. He bent down and pressed on Jian Ling's back, hooking her chin and kissing carelessly.

"Mumu...Mumu..." Jian Ling spoke with difficulty in the gap between her thick and passionate kisses, "I haven't...haven't showered..."

"Together." Luo Yimu hugged her while kissing her, walked into the bathroom, and then closed the door heavily.

Soon there was the sound of water in the bathroom.

Mixed with the sound of the water is the heavy and humid breathing, and the occasional soft moan that leaks from the crack of the door.

Jian Ling was pressed against the wall by Luo Yimu, and the water from the shower sprayed down from the top of his head, wrapping the two of them tightly in the heat wave, their hair and clothes were all wet, sticking sticky to their face and body. Ling couldn't care anymore, and instinctively hooked Luo Yimu's neck, almost wrapping his whole body around Luo Yimu's body like a vine.

"Mumu..." Jian Ling opened her mouth, and water flowed into her mouth. It was so hot that her body became hot from inside to outside.

"I miss you." Jian Ling didn't care about the hot water flowing into her mouth, she just put her beautiful, water-stained lips against Luo Yimu's ear, pouring out her love, "Mumu, I miss you so much .”

"I miss you too." Luo Yimu licked and bit her side neck, his voice was hurried and hoarse, "I'm going crazy."

The longing is clamoring in the cracks of the bones, even before they can wash each other clean, they are already unable to control themselves.