Chapter 1797 Extra Story 1: What Else Do You Want?

Chapter 1797 Extra Story 1: What else do you want?

Mu Lin paused.

Turning around quickly, he pulled him into his arms.

The movements are gentle and careful, but the words are urgent and unreasonable.

"Where did you get hurt? Who hurt you?"

On Ping Bai's handsome cheeks, there was a bit of annoyance and self-blame.

That appearance made Yuanqian feel distressed.

She bent her eyebrows, held Mu Lin's big hand with well-defined knuckles, and then poked her heart, "It's hurt here!"

"The person who hurt me is right in front of my eyes, what are you going to do with him?"

"Braised? Fried? Or sweet and sour?"

Mu Lin was so angry that his expression changed again and again, he freed a hand to press his temple, and finally, it turned into a heavy sigh, that's all, she is his magic spell, no matter how hard he tosses, he can only follow her.

Seeing the smile on Yuanqian's face getting deeper and deeper, Mu Lin always felt suffocated in his heart.

Seeing the opening and closing of the cherry lips, he caught her with his big hand uncontrollably, grabbed her chin, lowered his head, and bit her lips urgently and hard.

Yin Deyuan pursed his lips, wanting to reach out and hit someone.

He took the opportunity to bend down and hug him horizontally, his hands that had nowhere to rest subconsciously wrapped around Mu Lin's neck.

"...Mr. Mu, for the sake of you being so obedient and obedient, well, the principal will reluctantly let you take advantage of it! I don't care about this matter with you!"

The crisp and pleasant voice sounds particularly unbearable.

Mu Lin looked down at her, silently suppressed the fire in his heart, threw her into the passenger seat, and buckled her seat belt.

On the way back, no matter what Yuanqian tossed about.

Mu Lin didn't say a word all the time, he looked ahead and drove with special concentration.

After tossing for a while, Yuanqian stopped in depression, wondering where did she offend this little boy again?

When Mingming came out of the warehouse, he was still in a good mood.

Um?

It seemed that after he said a word, he changed, and his mood became particularly wrong.

Hmm... Could it be that she was wrong?

Soon, Yuanqian looked at Mulin with dissatisfaction.

"You took advantage of me, I didn't care about you, what else do you want?"

"..." Mu Lin turned his head, his expression was a little gloomy, not as calm as before, "It's not good."

After leaving this sentence, he continued to look ahead.

Yuanqian, "..." I feel inexplicable!

What she said is normal, right?

There is nothing wrong with it.

She struggled secretly for half a minute, then silently took Xiao Lingling out of the space.

"Tell me, doesn't he owe it to his benefactor like this?"

Xiao Lingling, who had witnessed the whole process, nodded and echoed, [I am a little embarrassed. 】

[I think he should be whipped with a whip! How dare you flirt with me? Too much! How much did you do for him? It costs money and effort, if it were me, I would be moved to tears. 】

【Hmph, he's still embarrassed to ignore you? Sure enough, men are big pigs! 】

[So, boss, shall we have stewed pig's trotters tonight? 】

[The trotters are fragrant and delicious, and you can vent your displeasure. What an exciting delicacy this is! 】

Xiao Lingling seemed to be intoxicated in his imagination, as if a pig's trotter was placed in front of him.

Yuanqian stared at it speechlessly, with black lines all over her head. Are you jumping up on this topic too fast? ? ?

From Mulin to pig's trotters? How the hell did you only spend one sentence?

Three seconds later.

Xiao Lingling was thrown back into space.

He fell onto the sofa in a perfect posture.

Head down, hooves up.