Spoil You All Your Life

(Mo Zimu takes a nervous breath, aunt?)

Shi Zixian's hand has been withdrawn from under Mo Zimu's skirt. Why did Mom run into the back garden at this time?

"What about the substring?"

Mo Zimu spoke in a low voice and shrank into Shi Zixian's arms. It would be really embarrassing for the two of them to face them when they were seen by the elders.

Just when Mo Zimu was at a loss, her body was suddenly rotated 180 degrees, and she who was originally pressed against the wall changed to pressing Shizixian against the wall.

"Substring?"

Shi Zixian leaned her back against the wall, put his military uniform on Mo Zimu's back again, but ruthlessly did not help her pull up the two shoulder straps of her pajamas.

"The shoulder straps of the nightdress, the substring..."

"Hush!" Shi Zixian silenced Mo Zimu's voice in a low voice, "Parents are walking here, don't talk."

"But my skirt..."

This big idiot, he just put the military uniform on her, but her chest and his pants are all "infinite scenery", as long as the big aunt approaches, they don't even have time to clean up.

Seeing that Shi Zixian hadn't pulled her skirt at all, Mo Zimu gently raised his hand to sort it out by himself.

"Hey, don't move."

Shi Zixian shot and held Mo Zimu's hand, "Be careful what they see again."

"but......"

They were also afraid that Tan Xueer and the others would really find something embarrassing. Mo Zimu obediently stopped moving, lying on Shi Zixian's chest obediently and extremely nervously, listening to his even rhythmic heartbeat.

However, Mo Zimu trembled, and murmured Shizixian in a low voice, "Military scorpion!"

He didn't want her to move, but his hand... under the military uniform, he boldly held her abundance, gently rubbed and twisted, seduce the desire in her body.

"Huh~~~" Mo Zimu trembled again, hearing the sound of Tan Xueer's footsteps gradually coming over, he was nervous, "Zixian...Don't be like this."

Tan Xueer took Shi Baicheng's arm and walked slowly along the path.

Shi Baicheng asked in a calm voice, "Go ahead, take me out to blow the cold wind, any instructions?"

"I......"

As soon as Tan Xueer said a word, she noticed the corner of the wall with her eyesight, and took a few serious visits to the corner, leaning close to Shi Baicheng's ear, and said in a very low voice, "Is there anyone there?"

"where?"

"Here, corner."

Shi Baicheng followed Tan Xueer's gaze and watched for a few seconds, "Well, it seems to be Mu Mu and Zixian."

Tan Xueer squinted her eyes again and nodded. It was indeed Mu Mu and her son.

"Why do you hide here without sleeping at night? Go and have a look." Shi Baicheng said, stepping towards the corner of the wall.

"Hey!"

Tan Xueer pulled her husband hard, "What are you doing in the past?"

"Why are you pulling me?"

"What did you say I pulled you for?!" Tan Xueer glared at Shi Baicheng irritably, "Zixian just came back. The young couple haven't seen him for half a month. You didn't see Zixian holding Mu Muna. You ran over. Excuse them to talk about love, why are they still used as light bulbs when they are old, have you ever heard something from young people now?"

"What?"

"Being a light bulb is going to be struck by lightning."

Shi Baicheng looked at his wife innocently, "Didn't you say you want to talk about things in Houyuan?"

"I don't want to say in the back garden now, I want to go back to the house and say, go, go back to the house."

Tan Xueer pulled Shi Baicheng around and walked into the house.

"Hey, I said you..."

Shi Baicheng shook his head helplessly, and followed Tan Xueer into the house.

Before leaving, Tan Xue'er looked back at Shi Zixian and Mo Zimu. Her son was just loving his wife. He talked about love in the yard at night and knew that he would take off his clothes and put on his wife.

Because of the dim light, there is also a distance between the two pairs. Shi Baicheng and Tan Xueer only saw Mo Zimu leaning against Shi Zixian's arms with clothes on his body, and the long skirt reached his calf, and their son should be He took off his military uniform and gave them to their future daughter-in-law.

"Mu Mu's body is very cold in winter, tell them to go back to the house." Shi Baicheng suggested.

Tan Xueer patted her husband's arm, "What do you know, this is romantic."

"Hey, when Mumu has a cold, your son shouldn't feel distressed."

"Go go, Crow's mouth, go back to the room."

Because Shi Baicheng and Tan Xueer deliberately lowered their voices to speak, Mo Zimu didn't know that they had entered the house, and dared not move on Shi Zixian's body. His chest was constantly harassing with his hands, somewhere in the lower body. His'vigour' has not died down because of the'foreign enemy invasion', and it is hard for her to ignore it.

"Sub...string..."

Mo Zimu yelled Shi Zixian with a sound like a mosquito yin, what should I do now?

Shi Zixian, who was facing the garden, knew his parents had “withdrawn” the first time, but badly did not tell Mo Zimu that it was safe, bowed her head and frightened her, "Little thing, what should I do, I feel like you I can't hold it anymore."

Mo Zimu was really frightened, "Hey, don't!"

Boss, we have to finish the game if you can't control it at this time.

In order to increase the persuasive effect, Shi Zixian held Mo Zimu's ears, spit out and swallowed softly, and the other hand with her slender waist slid to her chest and grabbed her on the other side. The strength of both hands Getting heavier.

"Shizixian!"

If it weren’t for the worry that there might be someone behind, Mo Zimu would have liked to shoot the man in front of Fei directly. Where did he learn this kind of behavior? There was no such sign in him before. Every minute, every minute, a gentleman added. Very warm and moist.

"small things......"

Shi Zixian called, one hand quickly pulled Mo Zimu's left arm out of the shoulder strap of her pajamas that had fallen on her elbow, and the left side of the pajamas, which had originally been too low, collapsed to her waist.

"Substring, please, don't move."

Mo Zimu was afraid that Shi Zixian would pull off the thin **** her right, so that her nightdress would fall directly to the ground.

Shi Zixian let go of Mo Zimu's ears and bit her neck lightly, with a little smirk hidden in her voice, "I... want it!"

"do not!"

No matter how strong the rejection and fear was in Mo Zimu's voice, Shi Zixian ignored her, her fingers tickled her skirt, and quickly pushed her waist, pulling off her tights.

The movements were so large that Mo Zimu was so scared that he couldn't control so much, and he was anxious to push Shi Zixian.

"Military ruffian!"

Unexpectedly, Mo Zimu just moved, Shi Zixian picked her up, turned around, and pressed her back to the wall, pulling her tights directly, and laughing lowly, " One time, one more game."

Only then did Mo Zimu realize that there was no one in the garden, and he was so angry that he beat Shi Zixian, "You bastard, you didn't tell me there was no one."

"Hush!"

Shi Zixian pulled Mo Zimu's leg up, and said dumbly, "Be quiet, there are ears on the wall."

"You know that there are ears in the partition wall. Go back to the room."

"That's too late!"

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Zimu felt that Shi Zixian's enthusiastic front end began to enter his body.

"Little thing, put your hands into the sleeves of the uniform."

It had been draped on her before, and this would cause her to press against the wall. If he moved and he didn't hug her, the clothes must have fallen off.

Mo Zimu obediently slid both hands into Shi Zixian’s military uniform. The front was wide open, and his hands were lightly placed on his shoulders before he was ready to say something to him. The string pierced hard.

"what!"

The words in his mind were all hit by half a word, and Mo Zimu had to wrap his arms around Shi Zixian's neck, groaning and groaning to the rhythm of his rhythm...

As Shi Zixian entered deeper and deeper, Mo Zimu bit her lower lip and let out a cry, "Zi, Zixian, lighter..."

He was so intense, she couldn't help but scream.

"Ahhh~~~"

After a deep stab, Mo Zimu couldn't help but escape.

"Quickly...Zixian, husband, slow down...I...I'm going to call."

Shi Zixian’s tongue got into Mo Zimu’s cochlea and kept spinning, slipping into her eardrum with a low voice, “Parent’s room is close to this side, and there is a road outside the wall. Try calling call."

"Well, bad, bad, you soldier..."

"One more game."

"Military ruffian!"

"Three games."

"You, you are a major general who studies high-end military technology, and not a field army commander, you...ah!"

Shi Zixian topped too deep, Mo Zimu let out a little nerve and screamed.