Chapter 1107

Zhan Muqian didn't give her any time to prepare.

It's entirely up to him to start a new round --

Mianmian Mian feels very uncomfortable.

She bit her lips and couldn't help crying.

Zhan Muqian leaned over to kiss her, kissed her cheek, kissed her wet eyes

He whispered, "Why are you crying?"

Mian Mian shook her head and bit her lips for a long time.

Zhan Muqian's eyes were fixed on her face all the time, and he did not move away from her face.

It took her a long time to whisper in a weak, thin voice, "can you be a little lighter, a little slower, please..."

Zhan Muqian listened to her words, and his movements were really gentle. At the beginning, he was very gentle.

But cotton is still uncomfortable.

She's not in shape tonight.

This kind of thing is the combination of spirit and flesh.

Even if the heart is no longer in the same place, the state should be right.

Many times before, in fact, she and Zhan Muqian had a good time.

Even if she asked for a tip by hanging his neck afterwards, she didn't feel uncomfortable. She just felt happy and took what she needed.

Only this time, she was particularly upset.

Even though Zhan Muqian became very gentle later, she still suffered.

……

Mian Mian feels that her life is dark.

How long will such a day last

How long will she have to pester Zhan Muqian.

Even though she has saved enough money, Zhan Muqian will not let him go easily.

Unless

Unless he really looked at her, he would not force her.

But it seems hard.

Mian Mian subconsciously feels that his desire for control is very heavy.

Even though she had already expressed her attitude, Zhan Muqian didn't mean to let go at all.

She suddenly thought, if he has a real love, a new family.

Can you let her go?

…………

She had been crying in silence.

When Zhan Muqian saw her like this, he didn't know what to think. In a word, the grass was over.

Cotton cotton side body, lying on the pillow silent tears.

Zhan Muqian looks at her and suddenly feels at a loss.

He didn't know how to get along with her.

He felt very happy whether he loved each other or laughed and scolded each other.

Even very happy.

But now he doesn't know how to deal with such a ginger cotton cotton.

He looked at her with heartache and resentment.

He wanted to hurt her again and let her hurt with himself.

But also reluctant to hurt her, want to let her calculate at will

In such a dilemma, life is not like death, suffering.

……

She cried for a long time without stopping.

Zhan Muqian got up and took a shower. When she came back, she was still crying.

He reached out and touched her little tearful face.

Asked in a low voice, "what are you crying for? Have you done this to me twice?"

She still didn't say a word, right.

Zhan Muqian is a coward, and can't stand her silence like this.

The tone could not help but heavy two points, "you cry enough?"? Do you have a problem? Do I hurt you? Or is it uncomfortable to serve you? "

It's OK that he doesn't speak.

To say this is to sprinkle salt on her wound.

After all, cotton has not become a real patience.

She could not help but sit up and give him a heavy push.

"What's my opinion? I didn't! I'm your mother's watch in bed. It's what I should do to accompany you in bed. I don't understand. Your Excellency President, aren't you with Ruan Qingtong tonight? Why don't you go to her? Why do you have to disturb my sleep? "