Chinese When Mu Yazhe and Youyou returned home, Xiao Yichen had already fallen asleep, and Yun Shishi was in the flower garden, holding scissors in one hand, pruning flower branches.

It's getting late!

In the evening, she half-squatted on the edge of the flower stand, holding the flower branches with one hand, gently plucking, and cutting off those thin branches from time to time.

The wounds on her body haven't healed yet.

On her face, the corners of her lips were a little broken, but I saw her thin lips pursed lightly, and when she was serious, her clear and beautiful face was as bright as jade.

It seems that everything is quiet for years.

This woman, more often than not, is as beautiful as a flower, but she is unassumingly beautiful. More often, breathing quietly, living quietly, quiet like a cat that has restrained its claws and arrogance, nesting quietly in that corner, as if there is no quarrel with the world, between tranquility, all the edges.

Mu Yazhe leaned against the door and looked at her silently.

She didn't seem to notice his presence, preoccupied with studying the flowers.

Mu Yazhe walked slowly towards her.

Yun Shishi suddenly noticed the footsteps behind her and raised her head, but Mu Yazhe hugged her waist from behind, and her movements were very light, and she was taken into her arms.

Caught off guard, the scissors fell to the ground all at once.

Youyou stood at the door and watched for a while, the corners of his lips curled with a soft arc, and then quietly walked away.

Yun Shishi was a little startled by his sudden appearance, looked up, and couldn't help but glare at him angrily.

"Do you know it's scary?"

She glared at him with some dissatisfaction, biting her lip, but she smiled softly, and her eyes were like water, which made his heart move.

Mu Yazhe couldn't help but bow his head and peck at her, in this beautiful flower garden, with the faint fragrance in the air, he held her sweet lips.

Among the beautiful flowers, he hugged her lightly, wrapped her in his arms, gently stroked her face with his big palm, rubbed her eyelids, Mu Yazhe lowered his eyes, looked at her, his eyes, thick and slender eyelashes, fell into her eyes.

The poignant night breeds a bit of warmth and charm.

He touched her face and began to kiss her gently, his thin lips pressed against her tender little mouth, rubbing it thin and gently, but not in a hurry to enter, but more, lingering on her pink lips.

The soft and jelly-like texture made him a little lost in this gentle whirlpool.

He kissed her deeper, and the strength increased a little bit, and the woman in his arms began to bloom little by little like a budding rose.

The beautiful fragrance can be smelled lightly.

He ruffled her hair with his long fingers, closed his eyes, and pushed the kiss deeper.

Yun Shishi was half-pushing, but she was a little nervous, and muttered in a low voice: "Don't ...... The kids are all here. ”

If the two children were to meet this intimate scene, she would feel quite embarrassed!

Mu Yazhe snorted: "The children are tired, they are all asleep!" ”

He grabbed her body with his hand and began to gently grope for her, and then, he couldn't help but snort softly: "Why are you thin again!" ”

Lost so much weight.

During her days in the hospital, she ate very little.

In addition, this woman seems to be a thin physique, no matter how she feeds it, it is difficult for the meat to grow a few pounds, but the speed of thinning is very fast!

He was a little dissatisfied.

The woman is too skinny, not good.

There are not a few taels of flesh on the body, all of them are bones, and the texture is not very good when held in the arms. Cat flutter Chinese