who sings of love

The icy cold water rushed down to wash away the heat from the body, and Mu Yuge stroked his cheek, only then did he realize how hot it must be.Looking at himself in the mirror in a daze, the blush on his fair face reminded Mu Yuge of the dream again, as if the figure of Mo Shengge appeared in the mirror pressing on him, his slender hands kept down.Quickly shaking his head, Mu Yuge was a little surprised that the medicine he prepared did not completely block the generation of urges when he looked at the body under which there was a strange movement.Don't dare to think too much, wash your body.

Rubbing in the bathroom, Mu Yuge changed into a bathrobe and leaned against the wall of the bathroom, quietly listening to the movement outside, the calm mood made Mu Yuge carefully hear the slow beating of his heart.After waiting for a long time, there seemed to be no sound, Mu Yuge walked out of the bathroom.But he didn't want to see Mo Shengge holding the computer on the bed, not knowing what he was doing with headphones on.

Xu heard the sound of the door opening, Mo Shengge turned his head and looked in the direction of the bathroom, with the same expression as usual, making Mu Yuge guess that he might have turned off the computer before falling asleep, Mu Yuge smiled at Mo Shengge Smiling, he went to the side and picked up the hair dryer to blow his hair. From the mirror, he could see that Mo Shengge seemed to be looking at it seriously, with a few strands of hair hanging down his neck, which was really pretty.

Suddenly Mu Yuge let out a muffled snort, it turned out that Mo Shengge was so fascinated, the hair dryer kept blowing on the same place, and it burned.Mu Yu was moving on the singer, and then secretly glanced at Mo Shengge. Seeing that Mo Shengge didn't respond, he concentrated on blowing his hair.

Putting down the hair dryer, Mu Yuge was still standing in front of the mirror, not knowing what to do. The wind was blowing in from outside the window, and Mo Shengge's hanging hair was swaying non-stop, brushing over the earlobe, neck, and collarbone.Mu Yuge continued to look down uncontrollably, there should be a D, Mu Yuge thought in his heart.Immediately, she blushed and looked away, picked up a small bottle on the table beside her, but looked at Mo Shengge unwillingly.It happened to meet the eyes of Mo Shengge looking up.

Mo Shengge looked at Mu Yuge's blushing face and dodging eyes, and jokingly said, "Let me instill eye drops for you."

"Ah..." Mu Yuge yelled as if he had been awakened suddenly, and belatedly looked at the small bottle "Zhenzhenming Eye Drops" in his hand, and only then did he understand what Mo Shengge meant.

Seeing that Mu Yuge was not moving, Mo Shengge asked suspiciously, "Is it not good?"

"Ah, no, no." Mu Yuge hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands in front of the mirror, looking very funny.

"That's not coming." With a chuckle, Mo Shengge waved to Mu Yuge.

Seeing that, Mu Yuge actually took a few steps forward again, and bumped his head against the mirror. After waking up, he rubbed his forehead in embarrassment, secretly paying attention to Mo Shengge's condition.Seeing that Mo Shengge was looking at the computer screen as if he didn't see anything, Mu Yuge walked towards Mo Shengge with some happiness and disappointment.

Some feelings always want more after they become clear. Mu Yuge never knew that he had such a twisted moment. He always hoped that Mo Shengge could pay more attention to himself, and at the same time, he didn't want her to see him making a fool of himself. On the one hand, after all, Mo Shengge is always so perfect, and he doesn't want to be her stain.Seeing Mo Shengge's concentration, Mu Yuge had a feeling that time is quiet, it's actually pretty good like this, isn't it, Mu Yuge laughed.But after seeing the computer screen, he froze.

On the computer screen that kept changing scenes, there were several white thighs lying sideways. Looking at the fascinated expressions on the faces of the characters, Mu Yuge even compiled the possible sounds in his mind and clamped his thighs.Mu Yuge looked at Mo Shengge's expressionless face as usual, and tens of thousands of animals rushed past in his heart.

Mu Yuge looked at Mo Shengge and asked suspiciously, "Does it look good?"

Mo Shengge said without raising his head, "Fortunately, the picture is good, the characters are good, the acting is good and the sound effects are good."

Hearing Mo Shengge's comments, Mu Yuge gave Shen's mother 1 likes in his heart.

"So you like this tune." Mo Shengge said suddenly.

The familiar sentence made Mu Yuge stand there awkwardly, his eyes glued to Mo Shengge's face, carefully observing the changes in Mo Shengge's expression.

Mo Shengge raised his head, and Mu Yuge watched his teasing expression. A small dimple appeared on Mo Shengge's right cheek, slightly shaking Mu Yuge's mind.

"Lie down."

Mu Yuge wondered if he was hallucinating, but when he heard Mo Shengge tell him to lie down, he couldn't help asking, "What?"

Mo Shengge pointed to a large piece of the bed that was vacant, and said with the dimple, "Lie here, and I'll help you with eye drops."

Is this how the eye drops are dripped?Mu Yuge looked at Mo Shengge's serious look, and was still lying on the bed, thinking: "It's just eye drops and nothing more." But after Mo Shengge sat on his waist, his heart churns: "What is this? It's not eye drops."

"It's eye drops, isn't it in the process of dripping?" Mo Shengge twisted the bottle cap to answer what Mu Yuge had accidentally said in his heart.

Mo Shengge bent down, and the scenery under his neck was exposed in front of Mu Yuge. Mu Yuge's eyes fluttered around, and Mo Shengge pressed his head and said, "Don't move."

Quickly both eyes were filled with cold liquid, and Mu Yuge blinked constantly to reduce the irritation, and he felt the warm touch of his mouth blurred in his vision.

Mo Shengge rested his hands on Mu Yuge's pectoralis major, rubbed his lips against the most abundant blood vessel in Mu Yuge's body, stretched out the tip of his soft tongue to lick his lips, Mu Yuge raised his head Lai chased her lips, and finally pressed Mo Shengge under her body dissatisfied, and carried out the work of liquid exchange.

"The next time you become a girl, make it up to me."

"Ah."

Mu Yuge stopped moving, and said vaguely: "You know."

Mo Shengge slid down and kissed Mu Yuge's lips, and took a bite. The smell of iron spread in the mouths of the two of them. After a while, Mo Shengge withdrew, panting and leaned on Mu Yuge's forehead and said, "Do you think you I'm having a dream."

Thinking of what he had experienced, Mu Yuge's mood was agitated for a while, so he stopped asking.

Suddenly a rapid bell rang, and Mu Yuge continued to work hard as if he didn't hear it. After a while, the bell stopped, but it rang again.Mo Shengge pushed Mu Yuge down, and Mu Yuge buried his head in Mo Shengge's neck panting, inhaling Mo Shengge's cold fragrance to calm down.

Picking up the mobile phone at the side, Mu Yuge gave a cold hello, and then heard Shen's mother's voice full of smiles: "Oh, is it really useful? I just want to ask if it is useful. I heard With your tone, I'm relieved, I won't bother you." Shen's mother hung up the phone after talking for a while.Mu Yuge looked at the phone screen with a dark face.

Then he put down his phone and continued to crawl to Mo Shengge's side, buried his head in the crescent of Mo Shengge's neck, took a deep breath and said sullenly: "The woman I called just now was the one I picked up at the airport, her name is Shen Mingyu, she is Gu Qingchen's mother. The people standing next to her that day were Gu Qingyue and Bai Tang, both of whom they met for the first time. They lived abroad all year round, and it was also the first time for me, the first time I saw them."

Mo Shengge stroked Mu Yuge's smooth skin.

Mu Yuge suddenly raised his head, looked into Mo Shengge's eyes and said, "They know you, they say you have a good temperament, and want to invite you to have dinner together, shall we go?"

Mo Shengge looked at Mu Yuge who looked like a child, his eyes were bright as if he was asking for rewards, and he kissed them lightly.

"it is good."

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