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The girl's fiery body pressed against her tightly, making Mu Xue clearly feel a certain place that was not to be outdone.

Mu Xue never skipped the physiology class, knowing that this is a normal phenomenon for Alpha, but she is still genuinely puzzled—isn't Tang Xiaoyang tired?

She could still vaguely recall that Tang Xiaoyang continued going upstairs while hugging her yesterday, she didn't have much strength after the second time, this sheep worked so hard until midnight...

Except for procrastination, Mu Xue has never encountered such a problem that she can't solve.

But now the top priority is still to appease the girl who is imprisoning her dissatisfied.

The woman raised her hand to rub the girl's tough and thick black hair, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were so...excited? Are you uncomfortable?"

The woman's worried tone made Tang Xiaoyang, who was originally full of energy and blood, feel that he was a little unreasonable. Is there any discomfort in the physical reaction?Just like raising your arm, you don't feel numb in your arm.

What is uncomfortable is actually the heart, the heart that eats the marrow and knows the taste.

She has always known how beautiful and attractive Mu Xue is, but since last night, she has gained the power to kiss her, touch her, and possess her as she pleases.

And the woman no longer hesitated, refused, and no longer just passively accepted, she accepted Tang Xiaoyang completely with a smile, and opened up that thin but moving body for her to taste.

But to Tang Xiaoyang, who had just obtained this kind of authority, it was simply a deadly poison.

It is a poison that makes people confused and intoxicated.

Tang Xiaoyang shook his head lightly, and said in a muffled voice, "It's not uncomfortable, I just... like you so much."

I like it so much that I want to feel your presence clearly all the time, and I want to be the closest person in the world to you all the time.

The word love seems too formal in this kind of occasion, and Tang Xiaoyang can't say it, but it seems that the only way to express his full love is in this way.

The woman's soft laughter came from the ear, probably laughing at her stupid answer.

Tang Xiaoyang felt uncomfortable and wanted to let go of Mu Xue and solve it by himself, but Mu Xue's subsequent actions almost made her jump directly onto the roof.

The woman's hand directly penetrated into the clothes around the girl's waist, and went straight down against the girl's looming abdominal muscles.

"what!"

The girl stepped back after being burned for a while, until the cooking table pressed against her lower back.

Then, like a bullied little daughter-in-law, she covered her waist clothes and stuttered, "What are you doing?"

The woman in front of her looked at Tang Xiaoyang who looked like a fried cat in surprise and helplessness, "Wouldn't you be more comfortable this way?"

Not only is it comfortable, it may kill her from comfort.

Tang Xiaoyang shook his head like a wind-up toy figurine, "No need, I will do it myself."

After saying that, before Mu Xue could say anything else, she rushed out of the kitchen.

Tang Xiaoyang, who closed the bathroom door, let out a long breath, and his whole body drooped like a deflated ball, and he raised his hands to cover his red face dripping with blood.

She likes Mu Xue who is letting go now, but she is not mentally prepared for certain things.

Then I felt a little annoyed, why is Mu Xue not shy at all?

With a natural look on her face, she looked so useless that she was so ashamed.

Speaking of which, has Mu Xue ever been shy?

Tang Xiaoyang thought about it, but was frustrated to find that there really wasn't one.

Even if Mu Xue lost her composure before, it had nothing to do with shyness.

Tang Xiaoyang took off his clothes, let go of the water, and recalled the madness of last night to liberate himself.

But it was hard for her not to be distracted by thinking about Mu Xue's thin but soft fingers, imagining the woman's cool fingertips lightly caressing her lower abdomen, all the way down.

She seems a little regretful, what should I do?

When Tang Xiaoyang came out of the shower, the instigator who caused her to take another shower in broad daylight was sitting on the sofa, watching the live replay of the Dream Building finals, and seeing her on the podium, the dense barrage almost Wanting to block the large screen tightly, Tang Xiaoyang glanced at it, and found that the most frequent words in it were - enthronement.

Now these people are quite imaginative, she thought so, and threw herself into the arms of the smiling woman on the sofa, "I'm so tired..."

After all, I just squinted for a while yesterday, and just took a half-hour hot bath to completely steam out the hidden fatigue.

The hair of the girl in her arms was half-dried, but it felt full of resilience. Mu Xue combed the messy hair like a cat's hair, and said softly, "Go to sleep when you are tired."

"Don't..." The girl in her arms also rolled like a cat, from lying on her back to lying on her back, her bright black eyes stared at the woman, "I still want to look at you."

"You can watch it even when you wake up." Mu Xue laughed, almost talking to her in a coaxing tone.

"I don't want to go to the bedroom alone..." the girl muttered, "I can't sleep without you."

I am afraid that when I wake up, I will find that from last night to now, it has been an absurd dream.

The woman she was looking at showed a helpless and doting smile, raised her hand and turned off the TV, "Then I will accompany you."

The girl in her arms got up and picked her up and left. Mu Xue was stunned for a moment, "Aren't you tired?"

"Yeah..." The girl yawned big, with a troubled expression, but the arm holding her was still as steady as ever. "But it's okay to hold you."

Just like that, not long after getting out of bed, the two got back in again.

Fortunately, Tang Xiaoyang was really sleepy, and there would be no disturbance for a while, his eyelids were shaking and he grabbed Mu Xue's sleeve, but he still refused to fall asleep easily.

Mu Xue didn't think she was a nuisance at all, so she leaned over and patted the girl on the shoulder lightly, trying to coax her to sleep.

Tang Xiaoyang's voice became more and more blurred, "When I was a child, I always wanted to lie on the same bed with you like this, wondering what stories you would tell me."

In Tang Xiaoyang's childhood, it was doomed that some ordinary love that other children had was out of reach for her.

But it's not like Tang Xiaoyang didn't think about lying on the bed like a normal child and listening to his parents telling bedtime stories.

Naturally, the object of imagination cannot be her extremely unreliable parents, but the light source throughout her life, Mu Xue who gathers all the good things in her gloomy heart.

And at this moment, at the boundary between sleep and sleep, she just spoke out those secret delusions of her childhood.

The palm patting her shoulder stopped for a moment, and the woman's voice blew past her ears like a breeze, with a hint of affection, "What do you want to hear?"

"Cinderella..." The girl's eyes were completely closed, and she replied intermittently, "But I don't want a prince, I want you."

Mu Xue looked at the girl who had fallen into a dream, and touched the corner of her mouth.

Since waking up today, my smile seems to have never stopped.

It's like a noisy villain living in an empty house that was originally neat and orderly.

Not only does it make a mess of the room, but it also cries from time to time to attract attention.

But she was so lovely, so pretty, that it was impossible to bore her in the slightest.

I just want to hold her in the palm of my hand, gently knead her, and tell her over and over again, I like you.

The woman's kiss fell on the girl's forehead, and her voice was soft, "I only want you, too."

In the next few days, both of them stayed at home and didn't go out much.

After the finals, Tang Xiaoyang's fans continued to skyrocket, and he seemed to be a top floret.

Although the preliminary preparations for "Allure" have been completed, there are still some matters that need to be finalized, and filming cannot begin immediately.

Mu Xue asked Le Wuyou to find out if there were any scripts that had a short shooting time and were easy to accumulate audience favor, so that Tang Xiaoyang could shoot first.

Le Wuyou took the order and left, but presumably this kind of request was not easy to fulfill, so there was no reply for several days.

Tang Xiaoyang was happy and at ease. Apart from studying for 5 hours every day, he basically spent the rest of the time around Mu Xue, cooking, watching movies, this and that.

After going too far last time and having to fast for two days, Tang Xiaoyang thought about it seriously. She really prefers a long stream of water to a half full meal and then being starved for two days.

So in the next few days, the occasional disturbance of thunder and earth fire turned into gentle wind and light rain all the time.

Once a day, it is unshakable, but the process is often deliberately prolonged by Tang Xiaoyang.

In short, gentle, grinding, and always sober.

Although it is only once a day, the time depends on Tang Xiaoyang's mood.

For example, now, Mu Xue, who just woke up from sleep, subconsciously pinned the girl's furry head, and said hoarsely, "What time is it?"

"07:30..." The girl leaned forward to kiss her as she answered, without stopping at all, "Are you still sleepy?"

"No..." Mu Xue dazedly responded to the girl's kiss until the tide of emotion took away the drowsiness completely.

Tang Xiaoyang hugged the woman to take a bath. Mu Xue, who tried unsuccessfully to support herself, sat in the bathtub covered with foam, pinched the face of the girl who was washing her hair, "I come here every day, aren't you tired?"

This is Mu Xue's sincere question. Although these things are very comfortable, are they comfortable enough to do every day?

Especially Tang Xiaoyang's scorching eyes, even if Mu Xue is considered confident, she often can't help but doubt herself, is it really so good-looking?

In fact, Mu Xue thinks that Tang Xiaoyang's body looks better, with enviable strength and excellent muscles.

She always feels that she is too thin now, not as good-looking as she was when she was young.

Although I regretted it before, I didn't care about it.

Now I feel somewhat sorry for Tang Xiaoyang's love.

And the girl whose face was pinched by her opened her eyes wide as if she had heard something anecdotal, "How could it be possible to get tired?"

If it wasn't because Mu Xue couldn't bear it, she could really come here for a whole day.

But then she became cautious again, "Are you tired?"

"No, I feel very comfortable." The woman with frothy hair shook her head solemnly, "I just don't understand why you are so enthusiastic about it?"

The girl froze for a moment, then laughed, and then leaned forward to kiss her after her smile subsided, "Didn't I say so? Because I love you."

The author has something to say: Sister Mu is puzzled: Is it really that comfortable?

Sheep: Spiritual enjoyment, the subordinates don't understand.

Sister Mu: Sir, what are you running around in the kitchen?

Sheep: "Ah..."