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Mu Chuan smiled and grabbed the hand on his collar, and separated his fingers one by one.

"Who do you look like, huh?"

He grabbed Zian's middle finger and ring finger, slowly separated them, and twisted them into weird angles.Zi'an lowered his head in pain and trembled slightly.

"Dare I say it again?"

Mu Chuan smiled lazily and carelessly in front of him.

"I let you fuck her."

The voice was soft and creepy: "I let you fuck her."

The strength in his hand increased, Zian's arm turned in the twisted direction, trying to relieve the pain, but was pulled back by Mu Chuan's left hand.

"You don't understand or you don't want to, huh?"

Zian's left fingertips were tense, and the palm was painful from the sweat oozing out.He felt like the fingers on his right hand were about to be knocked off.

"answer me."

Zian stood up straight with difficulty and looked up at him, his dark eyes looked at him extremely fragile, he pressed his white lips tightly and then said: "I am yours, I don't want to fuck or be fucked by others, master. "

The expression is docile, the voice is low and hoarse but clear.

"I belong to you, don't give me to someone else. Please, will you...fuck me?"

Zian's tone was extremely sincere, his eyes were extremely sincere, his expression was extremely pleading, and his eyebrows and eyes were extremely painful.

Mu Chuan was taken aback, feeling that Zi'an was not normal today.This reason is also inexplicably baseless.Xiaoxiao let go of his hand, and pulled Zi'an close to his ear: "Why are you talking so seriously, do you know that my bottom is going hard." He bit Zian's earlobe, and there was a blood mark.Patting Zian's shoulder lightly, his tone was unusually gentle: "Don't keep talking nonsense, if you drop your finger and put it back on again, it will be very inconvenient for you to do things in the future."

Zi'an froze in Mu Chuan's arms, and lowered his eyes: "Well, no more. Master, don't always think about giving me away in the future, okay?"

Mu Chuan continued to lick Zian's ear and blow lightly: "What are you thinking about, I don't want to."

After Mu Chuan left, Zi'an gently put together and closed the two separated fingers, breathing in pain.Mu Chuan's words can be regarded as a kind of promise. He will not waver in the one-on-one route, and will never lend or share him during the period of use.The impulsive behavior yielded unexpected surprises.

Zian continued to hold up her wine glass to look at her younger sister Ziran, and then looked away.

He pretended to be calm and raised his glass to drink, but there was panic in his heart.

Qi Dafei, he understands this.He thinks that his sister is unique and unparalleled in the world because she is her sister, but others don't necessarily see it that way.Ziran really doesn't have the wealth to match him, and it is bound to be a tragedy if the difference between the two is too far.Standing tall and looking down, that is not great love, but playing.

happiness?Think his sister is happy?How long can that cheap and humble happiness last?Life is not a fairy tale, innocence can't meet Prince Charming, and Tian Jing can't meet the evil president.Cinderella in the idol drama had to go through nine or nine or eighty-one hardships before she could marry into a wealthy family. Why would his sister let a man treat her well for nothing?

This is unscientific and unreasonable.

Just like what Mu Chuan said, the Liao family's new love is the person on the cusp of his heart.So what, there is the next sentence, if you want to wait until he gets tired of it, I will get it for you to play with.

Fuck it, Zi'an hates to eat Mu Chuan alive, why should my sister wait for him to get tired of him, why should someone play with her!The casual joke made him sick like a fly.

He clenched his hands tightly, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and remained motionless, like a plaster statue.The beauty is late, and her evening scene is bleak, not to mention his sister is a blind beauty.I guess I don't know what it's like to be bullied before I get disgusted.And Ziran, she is naive, she is pampered, she is soft but has the fierceness of a thorn rose, she seems to be at a loss but she is more persistent than anyone else.Her character is too vulnerable to do stupid things.

Ziran, don't be naive, don't tell me that he is your first love with such a sweet smile.

That man, treat her better.Whether it can be maintained, wait for him for another year.

His sister has always been his, Ruan Zian's, and no one can take it away.

Worrying about the past is what he should be worried about, Zian's drinking a glass of wine is almost like booze.Alcohol burned the tongue and esophagus, gathered in the stomach and burned into a raging fire.The scalded area was a bit painful, but it made him feel excruciatingly painful.

He grinned for a while, frowned for a while, and drooped at the corners of his mouth as if about to cry.He looked at Ziran, and Ziran also looked at him but couldn't see him; he pursued Mu Chuan, watched him talk and mediate with everyone, and smiled so confusingly that he could turn back and control his life at any time; his trembling Stretch out your hands and grasp, towards the beautiful fairy tale of nothingness—the Hansel brothers and sisters who were abandoned by their parents to fend for themselves in the Black Forest. The witches lived happily together, and found their way home by virtue of the beautiful moonlight and pebbles.

Today, his happiness was far greater than his pain, and his son appeared in front of his eyes, intact.The things in his nightmare did not appear, and the tragedy he expected did not happen.His younger sister is still full and quiet.She will also dream of her brother in her dreams, and her brother's life is also very sweet and happy.

If she is happy, he is happy.

If she is happy, he is happy.

Ziran, as long as you wait for me.

Wait for me, wait for your useless brother.

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The next two chapters are full of meat, and the host is going to post screenshots again.The host doesn't want to post the picture...it's just Du Niang forcing me.