Muhan Shuangcheng

Although Zhang Linming was reluctant in every possible way, but his body was not up to snuff, because Lin Qingyue was inexperienced and did not dilate sufficiently. Although there was no bleeding, the pain was severe, and he did not clean up well afterwards, so after bathing, Zhang Linming could not resist. Lived, sick.

Lin Qingyue sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Zhang Linming's flushed face with distress. He suffered because of himself. If he could be more careful, maybe he would not be sick. She looked much better, but she still wanted him to get better soon.

Because of being spanked by Mu Han, Hei Zi was bedridden for several days, and this day he was finally allowed to get out of bed by Mu Han. Although he was still a little weird when he walked, fortunately, he was almost fine.

"It's cold outside, put on the cloak." Mu Han put on a black cloak for Hei Zizi, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore, if you don't believe me, look, brother Han," he said and jumped up, and when he landed, his little brow frowned, whoever's butt was beaten like that, how could he heal so quickly in a short period of time, But he has been lying on the bed for ten days, and he doesn't want to be in bed anymore.

With a smile in his eyes, he took a full view of Hei Xiaozi's little expression, "What are you jumping about, I told you to go out and let you go out, it hurts me for nothing."

"You...Brother Han, you are bullying people..." Hei boy became angry, didn't he want to show that he was fine, but it turned out that Mu Han was playing with himself, causing his butt to hurt again.

"Does Shuangcheng think this is bullying? Now that you're healed, Brother Han will let you know what bullying is." Mu Han found that he liked the black boy more and more angry but acted like he couldn't help himself, more than Xia Tian Iced watermelon is even more comfortable.

"Okay, didn't you say you want to go out for a walk? Let's go, brother Han will accompany you." As he said, he took Hei boy out.

In the garden, there is a bleak scene. From time to time, the autumn wind blows a few yellow leaves and sways down. In the eyes of literati and poets, autumn is sad and bleak, but in the eyes of Heizi, it is joy. ,A good harvest.

"Brother Han, look, there are a lot of persimmons, let's go and pick some to eat." Hei boy has sharp eyes, and he saw many bright red persimmons hanging on a bare persimmon tree by the courtyard wall from afar. Here, it is very gratifying.

Holding Mu Han's hand, he walked all the way, as if the pain on his buttocks was dispelled by the persimmon, "Go well, if you fall, I don't care about you, the persimmon won't go away there."

When he came under the tree, Hei boy greedily looked up at the persimmons on the tree, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was almost drooling.

"Look at your good looks, wipe the corners of your mouth, and the saliva is flowing out." Hei boy unconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth when he heard Mu Han's smiling voice, only to realize that he was being tricked by Mu Han again, and clapped his fingers into claws angrily. To Mu Han, Mu Han smiled lightly, and jumped behind the tree.

"Are you going to hit me, or do you want to eat persimmons?" Mu Han showed a handsome face from behind the tree, and threw a multiple-choice question to Hei Boy.After hearing this, Hei boy withdrew his paws that were about to pounce on Mu Han, and scratched the little curly hair on his forehead in distress. The little curly hair lay softly on his forehead. He glanced at the persimmons on the tree. If his butt wasn't hurt, the tree would mean nothing to him, but now that he's walking a little too fast, his butt hurts, let alone climbing a tree.

Well, for the sake of persimmons, don't bother with him, "I want to eat persimmons, a lot... huh?" Mu Han showed a smile of "as expected". Amidst the exclamation of the boy Hei, he raised his breath and flew up the tree.

Hei boy stared blankly at Mu Han rising from the ground, his handsome body gently landed on the treetop, picked a few persimmons, and with a touch of his toes, they landed lightly in front of him again, stretched out his hands, a few The bright red persimmons lay in the white palms, looking very pretty.

Hei boy happily grabbed one, wiped it twice with his sleeve, and wanted to bite it, but was patted on the back of the head by Mu Han, "Who taught you that you don't need to peel the skin when you eat persimmons?"

Hei boy looked at Mu Han sadly, could he be more serious?The persimmons in my hand were almost knocked off, "I don't have a knife, so I gnaw with my mouth," he said confidently.

With a sound of "噗嗤", Mu Han smiled. The black boy seemed to see the ice and snow melting, and heard the sound of spring flowers blooming. The persimmon in his hand rolled away with a "boom" sound. Brother Han is fine if he doesn't smile, just smile It's simply very attractive.

This scene happened to be seen by Zhao Yun'er in the distance. She has known Mu Han for so many years. She has never seen such a happy smile on Mu Han's face. She looks at Mu Han's smile greedily, and the handkerchief in her hand has already been twisted by her slender fingers. It was out of shape, and jealousy was like a poisonous snake, slowly occupying her heart.

"Miss, let's go back." Xiao Guozi whispered behind her. She didn't like the expression on Miss's face. There was hatred, jealousy, and resentment. Miss shouldn't be like this.

Hearing the voice of the close servant girl, Zhao Yun'er put away the thoughts on her face, her face was soft again, and took another deep look at the figure that had been branded in her heart before turning and leaving.

Feeling the gaze, Mu Han raised his eyes and glanced calmly towards the direction of the line of sight, only to see a touch of pink skirt slipping by, Zhao Yun'er!It seems that we have to find a way to solve it properly.

"Brother Han, you paid me for the persimmons, you can see that they were all broken." Hei boy looked at the broken persimmons that had fallen to the ground, and pouted dissatisfiedly.

Mu Han took a look at Hei Boy's little expression, and took out a small dagger out of nowhere, cut a persimmon and handed it to Hei Boy, Hei Boy then smiled with satisfaction, took the persimmon, and gave a "crack" Bite, it is crispy and sweet, Xiao Hei's face is full of satisfaction, "Brother Han, take a bite too, it's delicious."