Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

In the face of An Xia's initiative, love Xiaobai Mu Chenyuan is always at a loss.

In fact, it is the difference in the living environment of the two.

Mu Chenyuan, who grew up in Xia Country, is still very traditional in his bones.

In addition, the Mu family's strict tutoring, although the elders will not interfere with the younger generation's love, but they set an example, observe etiquette, never mess, naturally affect the younger generation.

It is really not something that the Mu family men can do to take the initiative.

Not necessarily after marriage.

Before marriage, it is absolutely square, upright, and never messed up.

At the same time, it was Mu Chenyuan's turn.

The relationship between the two is confirmed, and the family also recognizes it. However, he respected An Xia, and he was even more unwilling to wrong An Xia. His words and deeds would naturally be restrained a lot.

But his restraint is useless!

Can't stand the initiative of An Xia, who has been growing up abroad and has a completely different education.

Taking the initiative to reach him, the red ears are retreating steadily.

Say, "Are you looking for me for something?"

Change the subject quickly.

An Xia is not fooled.

In her world, since she wants it, take the initiative!

Continue to smile, "Something is not as important as the moment."

With a smile on his face, the strength of pulling clothes in his hands was not loose at all.

Tightly pulled, there is a lot of determination that would rather tear the clothes to pieces than relax.

The topic did not change successfully, and Mu Chenyuan made persistent efforts.

Pretending to be calm, he asked, "Your business is most important."

"Well, it's really important. There is only one most important thing for me now." An Xia looked at her boyfriend who was restrained in front of her, the bad water in her stomach, like Koizumi's eyes, pouring out.

"You let go, I take the clothes, it's such an important event."

After all, his gaze also looked at Mu Chenyuan.

Look upright.

In the end, I added, "Recently I heard a sentence describing a man with a good figure..."

"You look thin when you dress, and you have flesh when you take off your clothes. You should be this kind of thing. You have a good figure and make you dreamlike."

Give Mu Chenyuan directly to cough.

Cough after cough broke out in the room.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Mu Chenyuan immediately suppressed the cough.

It is Song Changshou.

"Teacher Mu, are you asleep? I, Song Changshou, have something to ask you."

When the voice came, Mu Chenyuan's first thought was not Tibet.

But how to explain why An Xia was in his room in the middle of the night.

Song Changshou knew the relationship between the two, and Mu Chenyuan never thought about hiding An Xia.

On the contrary, An Xia had a particularly sensitive response. He loosened his hands, jumped on the bed, lay down, and then covered the thin air conditioner on his body.

It looked like he was hiding himself.

This is called Tibetan?

distinct……

Mu Chenyuan looked at her, tightened his throat and said, "You don't need to hide."

It was clear to tell Song Changshou that An Xia was sleeping in the same bed as herself.

Especially, he is still naked to the upper body, with wet hair on his head, which looks like--

"Cough cough cough...cough cough cough..."

Thinking too biased, I was as calm as the Mu team, and frightened myself again.

It looks like what it was just now, what it was.

"Ms. Mu?"

Song Changshou stood at the door and knocked lightly, "Are you inside?"

There is a cough, why didn't you respond?

After looking down at the bag in his hand, Song Changshou thought about it and placed it at the door.

It is estimated to be inconvenient.

"Teacher Mu, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the door opened.

Teacher Mu, who has never responded, put a long towel on his head, wiping his hair while explaining.

"Sorry, just getting dressed."

Oh oh oh, that's it.