My Death God Roommate

Mu Rong sat cross-legged on the head of the bed, the blue silk scattered.

There was a novel on her lap, which was forcibly recommended to her by Amaiao, who declared that she was "not looking at it", a martial arts novel by Lily: "Ugly Man"

Sang Yu stood barefoot in front of the mirror, looking at herself blushing.

I bought this dress online and I have never had a chance to try it out.

Holding her hot cheeks, she murmured annoyedly: "Will it be too revealing? What if Mu Rong doesn't like it! Does she think I am strange?!"

Sang Yu raised his arms and pinched the simulated cat ears on the top of his head: What a shame!

Biting his lip, he carried out a strong psychological struggle, and finally eager to overcome the shame, picked up the mobile phone specially brought in.

We have been together for a few months, and she has always been on it, so she has some needs too!?

"Ding Dong."

Mu Rong took his cell phone, and it was Sang Yu's text message: Has my sister gone?

"Going back, she won't be angry anymore."

"Close the curtains, thanks!"

Mu Rong was confused, turned his head and glanced: "It's pulling."

Mu Rong was still holding the phone while waiting for Sang Yu to reply to the text message, but Sang Yu had already returned to the room. She was small and light and barefoot, walking without a sound.

Sang Yu's face was blushing fast, and she had to cough lightly to attract the other's attention.

"Hmm."

"It's washed...?"

With a "click", the phone slipped and hit the book.

"Sang Yu?!" The voice changed tremblingly.

Sang Yu's hands were cramped and didn't know where to put them, so she had to stir in front of her.

She lowered her head shyly and looked at a pair of white and slender feet, mustering her courage: "I...I am your New Year's gift."

With a single sentence, Mu Rong was ignited, and the lower abdomen also burned, every cell in his body was restless and screaming.

Mu Rong put the book on the bedside table casually, watching Sang Yu intently as he got up and walked to her.

Sang Yu was wearing a purple lace underwear with delicate fabrics.

Covered with a hollow open robe, everything becomes looming.

Wearing a pair of high-simulation cat ears on the head, there is also a thumb-wide lace collar between the neck.

Only the small lamp beside the bed was turned on in the room, which was just the right atmosphere and light.

Mu Rong couldn't help putting his hand on Sang Yu's fragrant shoulder, the silky touch was the real temperature.

"Sang Yu?"

"Ok."

Sang Yu looked at Mu Rong shyly and smartly, and saw the flames in the other's eyes, but he couldn't see the following, and his heart beat faster.

He stood on his tiptoe and dropped a kiss on Mu Rong's lips, wrapped his hands around the opponent's slender waist, and said softly, "Do you want this gift?"

Mu Rong swallowed, "I want it!"

The two moved towards the bed, hugging and falling.

Sang Yu lay on Mu Rong's body, the exquisite curves fit together.

Mu Rong looked at Sang Yu obsessively: "You are so beautiful today."

"Usually not beautiful?"

"No, it's usually beautiful, but today is special...well."

Sang Yu kissed Mu Rong's lips, and sealed her unfinished "justification" between their lips and teeth.

Mu Rong slid his hands into the silk nightgown, and gently rubbed Sang Yu's delicate waist, which was gripped by Sang Yu Yingying. Sang Yu cooperated with Mu Rong to strip off her nightgown, and couldn't help kissing Mu Rong's. Neck.

Mu Rong snorted softly, eyes wafting with emotion, his hands wandered on Sang Yu's smooth back.

Touching a belt and pulling it lightly, Sang Yu only left half of the cloth on his body.

Sang Yu skillfully removed the obstacles from the lover, and left a string of fine kisses on the collarbone and chest, before he put the Jumona's entrance, which had been raised up long ago, into the entrance.

Mu Rong turned into a Wang Chunshui, a pair of lotus root arms hanging on Sang Yu's body, let him do what he did.

No one knows this body better than Sang Yu, including the owner of this body.

Where is the most delicate, where is the most sensitive, what kind of strength will get a fierce response, and what kind of mastery will make her go crazy and even ask for mercy. Sang Yu has explored the truth in practice again and again.

The dogwoods on both sides were equally moisturized, and Sangyu fell all the way down, dropping a kiss with every inch of movement.

She gently opened the slender jade legs in front of her, and she was about to bully herself up.

"Sang Yu~!" Mu Rong propped up his body, his legs closed slightly and grabbed Sang Yu's shoulder.

Mu Rong's cheeks were red, his thin lips opened slightly and he was breathing a little messy, his eyes filled.

"Ok?"

Mu Rong pulled Sang Yu back to himself, as if he was hesitant to speak.

This kind of Mu Rong formed a strong contrast with normal days, and Sang Yu's heart was sour and swelling, wishing to give everything to her.

After a long and lingering kiss ended, Sang Yu couldn't help but drop several kisses on Mu Rong's face: "What's the matter?"

"Did not you say……"

"Ok?"

"You, didn't you mean gifts?"

Sang Yu let out a string of silver bells of laughter, kissed the corner of Mu Rong's mouth affectionately, and naturally held a small hill with one hand, and flicked with his fingertips.

"I will teach you once~"

Mu Rong bit his lip abruptly, but the voice still escaped from his breath. Sang Yu took advantage of Mu Rong's unpreparedness and suddenly attacked.

...

Sang Yu took the wet wipes to clean up for Mu Rong, but Mu Rong caught his hand.

Sang Yu fell on the bed with an exclamation, and Mu Rong stared sideways at Sang Yu's eyes: "It's my turn."

Sang Yu's heart palpitated, and she recalled the means she had just "tricked" on Mu Rong. The latter was overwhelmed and clamored to return. Sang Yu's momentum suddenly weakened.

I kindly kissed Mu Rong, "Aren't you tired~"

"Not tired."

Mu Rong quietly controlled a soft spot on Sang Yu's chest. The latter softened his body and stroked Mu Rong's flat abdomen: "Is it sour here? It was shaking quite badly just now."

Mu Rong's breathing was obviously heavier, and a man turned over to press the culprit under him, pretending to be "vicious" and said, "Do you still dare to tease me?"

"Well……"

Facts have proved that Mu Rong is a good student who will do what he says.

Not only did she learn everything Sang Yu taught, but she really fulfilled her promise and practiced on Sang Yu more than once.

The entangled fragrant sweat was dripping with each other, but Mu Rong became more courageous and more energetic.

Sang Yu felt like a flat boat on the turbulent sea, and he would be drowned if he continued.

"Mu Rong~Don't, spare me~!"

"Do you dare to tease me in the future?"

With physiological tears hanging from the corner of Sang Yu's eyes, she tremblingly shouted, "Don't dare, never dare anymore! Don't...ah!"

Mu Rong snorted proudly and stopped.

Sang Yu thought angrily: See how I will clean up you next time!

Mu Rong straightened his hair for Sang Yu, gently dropped a kiss on his forehead, carefully pulled the quilt for Sang Yu, got up to wash.

Mu Rong came back refreshingly, holding a hot towel in his hand.

Sangyu sweats a lot, so falling asleep is uncomfortable and easy to catch cold.

After cleaning up, Mu Rong returned to the bed and hugged Sang Yu contentedly. Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be asleep and naughty pressing her lower abdomen: "Is it sour here?"

Sang Yu let out a faint sniff.

Mu Rong followed Sang Yu's tone and continued, "I was shaking very much just now."

"You hate~" What a grudge young woman!

Sang Yu got into Mu Rong's arms and fell asleep in a comfortable position.

...

Mu Rong had a dream.

In a place where you can't see your fingers, there is no sound or even the flow of air.

She groped to find a way out, and ran out of control.

The unknown darkness is not terrible, the terrible thing is the endless loneliness and depression brought about by darkness.

This darkness seemed to have no end, or it was only shrouded in Murong's surroundings, so she could not escape like a shadow.

I don't know how long he ran, Mu Rong eventually fell heavily due to lack of physical strength, but even the fall was silent and lonely.

Mu Rong lay motionless on the spot, let out a silent sigh, his consciousness fell into a blur, and his senses were gradually deprived of darkness.

At this moment, she suddenly heard the sound of water.

Yes, it is the sound of water!

The power surged again, and Mu Rong rushed towards the sound source like a mad.

There was a pain in front of her eyes, and a red light pierced her eyes.

The light was so sharp, it cut through the darkness ruthlessly and resolutely.

There is a girl standing at the end of the darkness, and the light is radiating from her body!

Mu Rong walked out of the darkness. There were no strands on the girl's body. Her long black hair was scattered like a waterfall, spreading on the ground and blending with the darkness behind her.

The girl's eyes turned from ignorance to clearness. She also saw Mu Rong, and she walked over naturally and generously. She stopped in front of Mu Rong and smiled and asked, "Who are you?"

...

A piercing bell shattered the dream, pulling Murong back to reality.

Before opening his eyes, the bell stopped and Sang Yu's voice rang.

Her voice was very soft, and it was deliberately lowered.

"sister."

...

"Wait a little longer, Mu Rong is not awake yet, or you and Master Xiao Fang will eat first."

...

"Then let's have dinner together, let's not talk about it for now."

Sang Tong hung up the phone and greeted Su Sifang to eat: "Let's eat, they haven't gotten up yet."

"it is good."

Sang Tong picked up a piece of greens and put it in Su Sifang's bowl: "Taste it to see if it's cold, and don't say anything if you don't come to eat. It's almost a bit and I won't get up."

Sang Yu turned his head to see Mu Rong was looking at her, and put his arms around Mu Rong and said apologetically: "Wake you up?"

"No, what time is it?"

"A little bit."

"Well, it's time to get up too."

"Lie down for a while, it's snowing and cloudy outside, what do you want to eat for a while?"

Mu Rong's expression was a little dazed, and he murmured, "I just had a dream."

"What did you dream of?"

Mu Rong frowned: "I can't remember it, it seems to be a nightmare, I have been running and I am very tired."

Sang Tong calmly patted Mu Rong's back: "It's better to forget."

The author has something to say: [Akimbap] I think my article must be a train to the university!

That’s right, I’m just such a shameless blatant Wen Nei Amway [right and confident]