Even through his clothes, he could feel the slightly erect fruit. It was obviously wearing underwear, and it was the black lace he personally put on for Chu Zimo. His heart was surging, and he didn't even think about it.

Wave after wave of love flooded me.

Little by little, he sank into the softness through the clothes. He wished he could pull off her pants now and feel the charm of the fire. A gust of cold wind blew by, and Chu Zimo shivered, and his chaotic mind became clearer.

Mu Junlin also felt that Chu Zimo

With a trembling body, he tightened his clothes, lowered her body, leaned against her neck, and breathed softly. It took a long time before he held her tightly, his voice was hoarse with love, "

Okay, let’s go back and don’t catch another cold.”

Chu Zimo's originally rosy cheeks also lost a lot of heat due to the cold wind. He held Mu Junlin's hand and smiled lightly, "Let's go back."

"Don't laugh like that." Mu Junlin suddenly covered Chu Zimo's eyes and whispered in her ear word by word, like a messenger from hell, but also like a gentle lingering.

Chu Zimo was speechless, feeling the warmth of his big hands covering his eyes, "From now on, I will just smile for you, okay?"

"good."

The originally ambiguous place returned to its original loneliness and tranquility due to the departure of the two. Suddenly, snowflakes sprinkled down bit by bit, and then continued into sheets. For a while, the originally dark night was covered with white snow, shining brightly.

It shines with a different light, as if the entire world has been purified, leaving only pure purity between heaven and earth.

The two returned to Chu's house. Only Mr. Chu was still in the living room. When they saw the two coming back, Mr. Chu stood up and said, "I'm back. Go to bed early."

"Grandpa, go to bed early." Chu Zimo obediently helped Mr. Chu back to his room. The Chu family did not have the habit of staying up late on New Year's Eve, nor did the entire compound. It was best to be reunited as a family.

The two of them also knew that Mr. Chu was waiting for them, and their hearts, which had been chilled by the cold wind, started to warm up again. When Chu Zimo passed by the living room, Mu Junlin was still sitting on the sofa waiting for her, with steam rising from the cup on the table.

, waving to Chu Zimo, "Come here."

"What's wrong?"

"Drink this." He picked up the cup and handed it to Chu Zimo's hand, "Drink a cup of hot milk to get rid of the cold. I'll go to bed later." The first sentence was quite serious, but when he said sleep, Mu Junlin said

The face was full of meaning, and the pale cheeks that were steamed by the heat suddenly turned red. He pulled away the big hands that were moving around her waist and said, "Don't make trouble."

Mu Junlin watched Chu Zimo drink up the entire glass of milk honestly, then took the cup to the kitchen, cleaned it briefly, and picked up Chu Zimo. "Go back to the room..."

"Ah." Chu Zimo whispered. She didn't expect that Mu Junlin would be so childish. When the two figures disappeared at the door, they didn't see Chu Tianyi and Yun Moqing standing there.

They were standing sideways, but the large potted plants covered their figures. Chu Tianyi put his arms around Yun Moqing's shoulders, "Don't worry now."

"Well, as long as they can be happy, it will be fine. Junlin has also suffered." Yun Moqing said with some melancholy. Her daughter was really going to follow someone else. She was always a little reluctant to leave. Chu Tianyi closed the door.

, "Go back, your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."

There was also a touch of reluctance in his eyes. He had grown up holding this daughter in his hands. She had not suffered much since she was a child. However, she left her family and went to Italy alone five years ago. This was what he felt most distressed about.

some time.

However, regardless of whether Mo Mo's trip to Italy was related to King's Landing or not, as long as they truly love each other now, they, as parents, will not stop him.

Mu Junlin hugged Chu Zimo in anxiously, his steps a little messy. Seeing Mu Junlin in such a hurry, Chu Zimo couldn't help but giggle, put Chu Zimo down, and grabbed the long-awaited man from behind.

**, kneading it casually, holding Chu Zimo's seductive and charming earlobe with his thin lips. Chu Zimo shuddered and felt the small ear being held in his mouth by warm and moist lips and tongue.

Chu Zimo just held Mu Junlin's big hand, turned around and hooked his neck, opened his lips slightly, closed his eyes slightly, licked lightly with the tip of his pink tongue, and his somewhat dry lips were suddenly covered with hot breath, passing by

After many trainings, my skills have become very good

It swept through Chu Zimo's entire mouth, entangled her uvula and kept dancing with him, rolling and stirring violently, a strand of silver thread slid down the seam of Chu Zimo's lips, as if replaying in slow motion, and the fire in his mouth

The intertwining forms a sharp contrast.

It seemed like a long time passed before Mu Junlin let go of Chu Zimo's lips. His thin lips ambiguously licked away the silver thread on his lips. His sinister and passionate look was shocking.

The lips kept moving down, and the lingering kisses kept moving down the neck. The big hands measured the territory that belonged to him on the delicate crotch, and restlessly groped around. The two of them had not done it once or twice, so, facing Chu Zimo

Mu Junlin was completely aware of the sensitivity in her body. Her emotional appearance and panting appearance all attracted his exploration.

Seeing that Mu Junlin lost control and was about to kill her on the door panel, Chu Zimo gasped hard, "Go to bed." But she always remembered how painful it was on the door panel, especially after doing it, her whole body was covered with blood.

It feels like it's falling apart, which is not the case with soft beds.

Mu Junlin hugged Chu Zimo anxiously again. The fire in his heart was almost burning him out. He said it was troublesome, but in fact he still carried him to the bed obediently. This short journey was very important to Mu Junlin.

It was really a torture. Chu Zimo twisted in his arms dishonestly, unbuttoning his shirt from time to time, sliding his soft and cool hands into his chest, playing with his two dogwoods.

Throwing Chu Zimo on the bed, Mu Junlin pulled off his clothes casually. It was rare to see Mu Junlin lose control like this. Chu Zimo teased him without fear of death, whistled low, and watched without blinking.

Mu Junlin's body flaunted strength and beauty, "You have a good figure."

Mu Junlin then fell down, "You dare to tease me when you are about to die!" After saying that, he directly pushed Chu Zimo's pants to his legs, and fiercely stuffed something that was already hard and swollen to the extreme.

, bumped into each other several times, the force was so fierce, and every time, it was almost the peak of enthusiasm, making Chu Zimo couldn't help but scream. Such indulgent entanglement made both of them extremely excited, and their movements became more and more intense.
Chapter completed!