Chapter 103 Meng a batch

Looking at Song Mu muttering his mouth, Gu Jingxiu didn't feel the slightest deterrent, but felt a little cute and had an inexplicable impulse to hold him in his arms. "What expression are you this, third brother. I am very serious about this matter, don't give me a smirk!" Looking at Gu Jingxiu's slightly pondering eyes, Song Mu immediately became angry. His feelings were aggrieved here, but he was there holding his arms to the theatre? "Come here." Gu Jingxiu couldn't help but evoke her lips, her voice flashed a little sexy, patting her side to signal her to sit over. "Third brother, are you really not going to take care of this matter?" Song Mu's mouth was still concerned about Gu Jingliang's affairs, but his body was unexpectedly honest. Without saying anything, he went to Gu Jingxiu's side and sat down. Originally, the calm heart also plop plop to speed up the beating speed at the moment when it was close to him. This feeling always exists, but it can't be controlled every time. Gu Jingxiu took Song Mu into her arms and pressed her chin against her soft black hair. She seemed to feel unprecedented relaxation and gradually eliminated her guard. Only at this time was it the most pleasant. Looking at Gu Jingxiu's angular chin line from the corner of his eye, as well as the sexy Adam's apple and collarbone down his eyes, Song Mu once again swallowed the saliva unwillingly. I have to say that a first-class handsome man like Gu Jingxiu won't feel bored no matter watching it thousands of times, but he likes it more and more. "Little Muer, don't you want to be third brother?" There is a little grievance between the words. If I hadn't seen this saying from Gu Jingxiu with my own eyes, I really can't believe that this cold and even cold-blooded man would still play coquetry? "I have been with Grandpa, and you don't know it." Song Mu curled his pie mouth, saying that he was helpless. After all, Gu Lao was an elder, while Gu Jingxiu was a younger generation. Therefore, she chose the former without thinking on this multiple-choice question. Song Mu believes Gu Jingxiu will never have any opinions. However, we should not be "blindly confident" in dealing with anything, otherwise the results will often be unsatisfactory. "I don't care, I only recognize the facts, you are not with me." Gu Jingxiu was not as tolerant as Song Mu thought, but even unreasonable. I only felt that he held the unintelligent in his arms tighter, as if to embed her in his body. "Little Muer, you are my motivation... do you know?" Gu Jingxiu did not give Song Mo an answer. He still closed his eyes and talked to himself in a gentle and watery voice. These days really test people, and these words have been kept in Gu Jingxiu's heart for a long time. Today, I finally found an opportunity to spit it out quickly, which is also wonderful. "Third Brother, let me help you go back to the house to rest. You are tired and start talking nonsense." At this moment, Song Mu's heart was warm, and a little joy appeared from the bottom of his heart, from cheeks to ears. To be honest, Song Mo liked Gu Jingxiu's feeling when he and himself made love words. The inexplicable happiness welled up in her heart, which made her heart tremble and fondle admiringly. Gu Jingxiu's large body just depended on Song Mu's body. Looking at his calm expression, he didn't seem to worry about crushing Song Mu because of his weight. Every step that followed, Song Mu walked extremely hard, feeling that every step he took sank, getting deeper and deeper. "I was just polite. I didn't expect him to take it seriously." Song Mu didn't good the spirit rolled a supercilious look, complained in my heart. "Third brother, you are lying down, I will not disturb you!" Song Mu spoke fast and excited, feeling like he wanted to escape from the scene quickly. When Gu Jingxiu was thrown on the bed, Song Mu immediately felt resurrected with blood, and his whole body was extremely relaxed. When he was about to jump out of the door, suddenly there was a mysterious and powerful force behind him to pull himself and could not move. Song Mu's center of gravity gradually became unstable. She instinctively closed her eyes, staggered backward, and then fell directly into Gu Jingxiu's warm arms. "I want to leave before I answer my question, huh?" Looking at his arms curled up into a ball with fear, like Song Mu, a little rabbit who was only wronged, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a evil smile and gently spoiled him. Gu Jingxiu's eyes were burning, deep and thick, and his breath blew on Song Mu's face, rubbing against the tip of his nose, leaving his brain blank. How can this man be so provocative! "Third Brother, you had an early rest. I was a little tired after running with my grandfather for a day today, so I went back to my room first." Song Mu almost used up all his strength to break free from Gu Jingxiu's arms. As soon as his feet came into contact with the ground, he couldn't wait to walk towards the door of the bedroom. He didn't look back and couldn't see any nostalgia. People who don't know the inside story saw Song Mo's posture and thought Gu Jingxiu bullied her as a little girl. "......" Looking at Song Mu's back disappeared in his sight in an instant, Gu Jingxiu's face was immediately unhappy, and he was so angry that his forehead smoked and his face was livid. I haven't seen you for a few days. Song Mo's temper has risen a lot, and she dares to talk to herself like this. It's too daring. Gu Jingxiu did not stop Song Mo, but went with her. After all, she was really tired recently and needed a good rest. After returning to the room, Song Mumeng threw himself directly into the soft big bed and did not want to get up. He lay there motionless and very comfortable. "Why is the third brother like this? After all, the fourth brother is also his own brother. How can you bear to watch him face it alone?" Thinking of Gu Jingxiu's indifferent attitude just now and escaping from her own problems, Song Mo's heart had a burst of anger at the tip of her heart, and she jumped out of bed directly. "I can't from ruin, too not brave righteousness. Since he doesn't intend to take care of it, let me meet that scumbag!" Say to do, Song Mo rubbing his hands, curling his mouth, fundus burning flames, a pair of potential in the appearance of winning. "Whoo... Whoo..." Sit cross-legged on the bed, take a deep breath, put the hand twisting the orchid finger above the thigh, and gradually calm down your mood and have no distractions. At this moment, the magic emanating from the fingers gradually gathered directly above the cover of Song Mo's sky, accumulating more and more, as if accumulating strength, waiting for the final big move to be born. "Dare to bully my fourth brother and wait for" death "......"