Chapter 2289 Three Thousand People in the Floating World Love You (19)

Chu Zhuo just lay on her body without moving. After a while, Lu Mu breathed evenly and fell into a deep sleep.

She looked down at Lu Mu, because of her sleep, her handsome face was pure like a child who didn't know much about the world.

The years are obviously quiet, but she feels that her body is constantly secreting dopamine, and the top of her head is almost bubbling with excitement.

When you are young, both men and women will have erotic dreams.

Of course she was no exception. The object of her spring dream was lying on her bed, pressed under her body, sleeping very deeply, and she could completely let her do whatever she wanted.

The nose gently rubbed against it, and the floating breath blended together. Lu Mu blinked, and then kissed his face, which was cold and soft.

If the dopamine in the body exceeds the standard, will she be drunk? She is now dizzy.

There was a violent storm outside, and thunder rumbled.

Chu Zhuo closed his eyes, hugged Lu Mu tightly, and fell asleep at some point.

She didn't know how long she had slept, but she felt itchy on her face. She opened her eyes in a daze, and looked into a pair of deep eyes, which were as gentle as water.

Chu Zhuo rubbed his eyes: "You're awake, Brother Mu."

Lu Mu looked at her intently, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his fingers gently stroked the hair on her cheek.

The smile on the corner of Chu Zhuo's mouth deepened, and he rubbed against his arms like a baby: "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"It's strange that I can fall asleep with you hugging me so tightly."

Following Lu Mu's faint words, Chu Zhuo realized that he was tightly wrapped around Lu Mu's body like an octopus. The two of them were lying on the bed like this, not to mention how charming and ambiguous their posture was.

Chu Zhuo was shaken all over, lost all sleepiness in an instant, sat up suddenly from the bed, his little face blushed: "That fell asleep, I don't know how it happened..."

At home, she was wearing a knee-length home skirt. As she said, she quickly pulled the skirt down to cover her legs.

Lu Mu held her hand, stroked her palm lightly, and looked at her silently, with evil eyes.

Chu Zhuo blinked his eyes, only to feel that the ambiguous factor in the air suddenly became hot, as if it would explode in the next second, making his throat a little dry.

She licked her lips and said, "What time is it..."

As she said that, she stretched out her empty hand to get the phone, but Lu Mu held her back. With a little force, she pulled her back to lie on her body.

Holding her in his arms, Lu Mukong placed one hand on her waist, warm breath fell on her face, and a deep voice whispered in her ear: "It's getting late, I should go back gone."

He said that he should go back, but he didn't move, just looked at her with a smile.

"The typhoon is coming, don't go back, just sleep here tonight," Chu Zhuo felt strange when he said the invitation.

After a long time, she realized belatedly that she actually took the initiative to keep him overnight, and then became the closest person in the world.

The man's smile is actually so good-looking, as if he can hook people's souls away.

And his voice is very soft, like the spring breeze in March, gentle enough to melt people away.

And the eyes looking at her, black and burning, seemed to be covered with a layer of lust, staring at her for a moment, giving her a feeling of wanting to eat her.