Come to Douluo, you're not a scumbag

"I'm now, but I'm a head taller than you, I've become stronger, and now, I can protect you as a real man."

Tang Muchen said with light words.

Truth be told, his body now looked almost exactly equal to that of an adult.

A strong body, excellent qualities, which allowed Tang Muchen to say these words very easily.

"I can see that."

Her eyes were slightly enchanted, but she took a deep sniff of his scent.

Tang Muchen's body did not have a so-called stench, but rather a faint scent full of masculine scent.

It was very faint, but it would not make one feel tired.

She slightly closed her starry eyes.

Opened them again a long while ago.

"Come on, let's go clean up."

"Otherwise, it won't be good for us to still be here when we let Nana walk out later."

She picked up the cleaning tools from the side.

Tang Mu-dust saw the situation and quickly followed her.

At the same time, he whispered in her ear, "I know, I'll take it."

He took the tool from Tang Yuehua's hand without saying a word, while his other hand wrapped around her abdomen.

The two of them were in front and behind each other, but they were a little tight.

This look, to be honest, was very unsuitable for walking.

But Tang Mu-du, the bad guy, was particularly fond of it.

The two of them could clearly feel each other's temperature.

It was great.

Tang Yuehua's heart quietly slid over with warm currents, and I don't know what was the reason for spitting out her heart.

As I said just now, this room was specially cleaned by someone, but Tang Yuehua felt that there must be some places where there would be residue.

So, the rag was necessary.

They wet the rag through the water flowing through the cubicle.

They came to Tang Mudu's room.

She turned her head slightly to Tang Muchen and babbled.

"You're the one who doesn't know."

"Although they cleaned it very well."

"But this place also belongs to no one living here for a long time."

"That way, there will actually still be a light soot around."

"Even if you can't see it, you should wipe it well with a wet rag."

A lesson learned, this was Tang Yuehua's life experience.

She stepped barefoot on the floor made of sandalwood and quietly did her work.

Tang Muchen was going to help, but was driven away, beautifully saying, "You know how to do this?"

The suspicious look in his eyes made Tang Muhu lower his head.

So this guy's task is to sit nicely on the bed and watch this Tang Yuehu ah fuck hotly.

This is actually beneficial.

It is also a pleasure to admire Tang Yuehua's posture from behind, and it is Tang Yuehua who sometimes sits on her knees, sometimes slightly squatting.

The tightly taut buttocks attracted all of Tang Muhu's attention.

There was another grunt.

Tang Muchen's fixation was so weak under Tang Yuehua's seduction.

But he stated: this was definitely a defeat of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, otherwise, he had been firm.

The Golden Dragon King was innocently shot.

In front of him, Tang Yuehua wiped and tidied up the counter and the drawers in front of him.

Everything shone in her actions.

"Sister Yuehua's ability to do housework is very good."

Tang Muchen praised.

"I cleaned it all by myself when I was in the Haotian Clan."

She didn't look back, just a faint narration.

"Don't you Hao Tian Clan hire people?"

"Our ancestral tradition is self-improvement, so we would never hire those servants except to take care of baby accidents."

"I have done housework in the Haotian Clan for at least ten years."

Her voice was a little faintly reminiscent.

It should be thinking of the days she used to have.

Tang Muchen smiled slightly and said, "As expected, it looks like I've picked up a treasure, if you say that marrying Sister Yuehua is definitely a blessing, right?"

"What is marrying, what are children talking about."

Ming Ming just now was a refined noblewoman, now hearing this sentence she really is a little shy again.

How to say it.

A yellow flower girl is really pure and lovely now.

I loved it.

Tang Muchen didn't answer, just rose from the bed.

"Sister Yuehua, I have to tell you something."

"It's a dangerous thing to be alone with a boy, that's my warning oh."

His voice lurked in danger.

"Oh?"

Before she could say anything else, she already felt a tremendous force.

It was Tang Mu-dust.

Tang Mu-dust came right over and pressed against her skin.

Both of his hands grabbed her separately and tightly bound her white wrists.

The strong force even made her feel a slight pain.

But she didn't really care, but silently* suffered his action.

"Because a boy might *not* be able to handle his thoughts."

He said softly, close to her earlobe.

The whole room, which was slightly chilly from the closeness of their skin, turned out to be quietly fogging up.

Now that it was nearing afternoon, the window sill still reflected a faint glow, and golden sunlight spilled onto the floor and into the room.

"Brush."

It was the sound of the curtains being covered.

But perhaps too forcefully, this curtain was showing a little bit of light again.

The direct sunlight, and the slightly dark space, gave the place a sense of mystery.

At one of the closets, where the sunlight was reflected, two dark shadows appeared.

One sits on his knees on the floor, the other stands on the floor holding each other tightly.

To be honest, it was a rather strange look.

The standing shadow bowed its head slightly and whispered something to the other shadow.

The shadow sitting on its knees reached out and hammered it gently a few times, but it was hopelessly close to him.

At the end of the day, an image emerged sharply on the closet.

Forward, backward.

It was like a set of radio gymnastics.

It belongs to the ninety-nine eighty-one beats.

There should be nine more ninety-eighty-one beats after it is done.

Probably still not enough.

The image on the closet lasted long enough until the autumn night crept in and the sun god had launched his escape.

Sister Moon was quietly hidden in the dark clouds.

The room was also dark.

But there was a rhythmic slurping sound and a small breathing sound.

With a final grunt, the whole room fell into peace.

......

Opening the door, Tang Muchen and Tang Yuehua quietly walked out.

On the table was Gu Yue Na, who was already seated.

There was some food neatly placed on the table, and the strong aroma surrounded the entire hall.

"It smells good oh."

Tang Mudu gave her a compliment.

Gu Yue Na said faintly, "You two weren't here just now, so I went outside to buy some food."

"Okay, okay, it just so happens that I'm hungry too."

Tang Muchen said, while looking at Tang Yuehua with a smile on his face.

"I'm sort of going to be hungry, but Sister Yuehua is full."

Gu Yue Na looked at the two of them somewhat blankly, and could only see Tang Yue Hua's face slightly red.

Suddenly she seemed to discover something and inquired, "You seem to have something on your mouth."

"Huh?"

She wiped her mouth, "What is it."

"It's milk."

Gu Yue Na replied, but she quietly sniffed her delicate nose, "The milk smells a little strange."