Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

Mu Junchen: "I told you to go to sleep, didn't you hear me?"

"I didn't hear it, I'm deaf!" I said looking at a place in the darkness.

Mu Junchen slapped my ass again. I was swayed by his slap. It was obvious that I was slapped on my butt, but the pain spread all over my body. Tears came out, thinking that Ji Qing It was very kind of them both to turn their backs, otherwise I would be even more ashamed.

"Can't go up? Or do you still want to be slapped again?" Mu Junchen's patience became less and less.

"Hit me as much as you like, I will cry out and I will be your grandson!"

It's fine to kill me, there's no point in living, I even thought darkly.

"If you don't go up again, believe it or not, I will #你 in front of them?"

Mu Junchen's tone was cold, he grabbed my arm and pulled me into his arms.

I was afraid of shit, so I stuck my neck and said, "You 44? Ah! You can find a place for 44? You have the ability!"

Mu Junchen, who is a bad writer, knew that he didn't study hard in biology class as soon as he heard it.

Mu Junchen didn't speak, just stared at me, and tightened his grip on my hand.

"Be obedient, he really can find a place." Zhang Jigang suddenly said on the bed.

I:"???,,

What?Really?I swallowed my saliva, and instantly felt a little hairy on my back, I stepped back, and secretly struggled with my hands.

Ji Qing: "Junchen, don't push too hard, it's wrong."

"Go up to sleep." Mu Junchen's attitude was still tough.

"I won't go up, I won't sleep! Let me go, I'm going out, I won't stay here anymore!"

Who is afraid of whom, it's funny, I'm a man and I'm not cowardly.

I struggled non-stop, broke his hands, pulled his sleeves, and even wanted to kick him, but I held back.

Mu Junchen grabbed both of my hands, was silent for a few seconds, and then spoke in a slower tone: "It's very late, go to bed, or you won't get up early tomorrow."

"It's never too late, I don't sleep, I get up early, let me go."

I was almost like Mu Junchen saying what he said subconsciously, not using the function of the brain at all, talking like a mentally handicapped person.

"Lu Xiaoliu." He said, "I'll let Lu Xiaoliu go to bed."

My heart felt like a ball of cotton was blocked in an instant, and I was speechless.

He let go of me and never touched me again.

The desk lamp may be out of power, the brightness of the light is gradually weakening, we are standing in a stalemate at the junction of light and darkness, the light is getting weaker and weaker, the lighting range is slowly shrinking, the darkness has enveloped us all, and finally I suddenly feel nothing Gaining strength, he turned around and walked to the bed ladder, and climbed up.

The bed was not big, and I was at a loss when I climbed up. I didn't know how Mu Junchen arranged for me, so I could only sit at the end of the bed, grabbing my pillow that he threw up just now.

Mu Junchen threw the desk lamp up, and I grabbed the desk lamp and held it in my hand to help him illuminate the bed ladder.

He quickly climbed up, took off his coat, and was only wearing pajamas. He glanced at me, said nothing, lifted the quilt, and pulled my old and slumped pillow and put it inside. with his fat pillow in a pretty case.

Then he put his hand on my pillow and pressed it, and changed my pillow with his.

After putting the pillow away, he sat at the head of the bed and looked at me, and I also looked at him. After two glances, I didn't dare to look, I lowered my head and picked at my fingers.

He didn't call me, just came over, grabbed the collar of my coat and peeled it off like a banana peel, ripped off the sleeves one by one, and then peeled off his shirt that was too big for me, The innermost T-shirt, which was also too big, was left. He covered the jacket and shirt on the quilt at the end of the bed, pressed my shoulders and stuffed me into the quilt, and then slept on the outside by himself.

The quilt was pulled, and we were covered under the same quilt. The bed was too small, and I had to sleep on my side so as not to touch him.

Before the desk lamp was turned off, I was lying on his fat pillow. The pillow was so fat, but fluffy and soft, it sank as soon as I put my head on it, which was very comfortable.

Mu Junchen turned his head and looked at me. The big boy's face was handsome and clean, his eyes were bright and melancholy like stars, and under his head was an ugly, old collapsed pillow with a faded pattern of big red flowers. I feel bad for a while.

I reached for my pillow.

"Why are you tossing around?" Mu Junchen frowned slightly, with a look of tiredness on his face.

"I won't let you sleep on my pillow." I said.

Mu Junchen looked helpless, raised his head, grabbed my pillow and threw it back to the lower bunk.

I grabbed his pillow and stuffed it under his head, so he threw the fat pillow on the lower berth, and the upper berth was gone.

He was angry, and he was angry about everything tonight.

"You did it on purpose" I whispered.

Mu Junchen did not speak, stretched out one arm sideways, pulled me into his arms, and pressed my head on his arm as a pillow.

I looked at him and said unwillingly, "You did it on purpose."

He didn't speak, he pressed his hands on the back of my head, sealed my lips with his lips, and ravaged savagely.

"It's really #you if you don't sleep anymore."

The punishment-like kiss was over, he turned off the desk lamp, the bedroom was completely dark, I heard his heart beating vigorously, and his cheek pressed against his slightly stiff biceps

On the first day of the month.

He leaned over and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Don't that me" the corner of my mouth was sore from his bite, I said in a voice like a mosquito.

Two seconds, five seconds, Mu Junchen's low and deep voice sounded very close: "I scared you."

Only now did I feel completely calmed down and returned to my normal self. I whispered: "The rainbow pot is delicious, thank you for tonight

I can't control myself, I shouldn't be angry, I don't know what's wrong with me, I'm so angry I feel I feel you are punishing

I……"

and playing with me.

"But I shouldn't be angry"

Because I deserve it.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry I shouldn't have lied to you, I know I hurt"

Mu Junchen gently stroked my head with his hand, and with the other hand he took out two tissue papers from nowhere to wipe my face, and pressed his fingers on my lips.

"What are you talking about? Stop talking, Liu'er, don't talk when you sleep, okay?" He hugged me, stroked my back, and said in a coaxing tone, "I'm drunk, drunk people I just mess around, I can't control myself"

But he was not drunk, and he probably never was.

I slept in Mu Junchen's arms, feeling so close to him, but also so far away.

His revenge on me started long ago, and I didn't even realize it.