MTL - Addicted To Favoritism, the Reborn Sweet Wife is So Sweet-Chapter 56 I can't help it, what should I do?

   Chapter 56 I can't help it, what should I do?

  's deep, intoxicating voice made her ticklish like a hook.

   "When did you become so reserved?" I used to kiss whenever I wanted, but I never said it.

  Fu Tingyao pressed her thin lips against her, and his voice contained a restrained coolness, "Do you want to?"

   Mu Xingwan opened her mouth to answer, the man's hot and humid breath came in from the gap between her lips, it was a little itchy.

   He seemed to be a delicious snack on his lips, but he couldn't eat it.

  Her arms climbed over the man's neck, shortening the distance between them, and also allowed her to successfully taste delicious snacks with an intoxicating aroma of wine.

   Answer his question with action.

  It is rare for a girl to take such initiative, and Fu Tingyao likes it very much.

   When her lips fell, she could not help shrinking her neck, feeling a little hot.

   Mu Xingwan raised her head slightly, looked down at the black head in front of her, and snorted softly, as if looking forward to the next action.

  Fu Tingyao buried it in her neck, his warm breath gushing out, with a somewhat restrained hoarseness: "Sleep with me for a while."

   Mu Xing Wan lightly panted: "No, aren't you already with me?"

   She lay down and let her do whatever she wanted, isn't it obvious enough?

  Fu Tingyao said again: "Don't go."

   "I'm not leaving." Mu Xingwan looked at her firm chest, her skin was as white as jade, and her cheeks were a little hot.

   Being held so tightly by him, she couldn't even leave if she wanted to!

   By the ear, the man breathes evenly.

   She glanced at him, his eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes cast a small silhouette.

Fell asleep?

   Sleeping and flirting with her?

  Mu Xingwan only felt extremely hot, but did not feel sleepy at all.

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  Qiao Huilan heard that Fu Tingyao brought Mu Xingwan with him, not only that, but also in front of the old man, saying that it was his wife, and she was so angry.

  My son has been very smart and cautious since he was a child. Why does he become more confused as he gets older?

   This is to spread the word, and people will fall into the trap. They don't know how to arrange their son.

   Yu's mother walked in from outside at this time, "Madam, Miss Yun has come, she will go to see the old man first."

  Qiao Huilan heard Yunlin coming, her expression softened a little, she snorted coldly: "Go, Shang Tingyao asks Mu Xingwan to come over and have a look, let her know what the difference between clouds and mud is."

   "Yes, ma'am." Yu Ma nodded.

  Fuxingyuan

   "I haven't seen you for over a year, and Lin'er is getting more and more beautiful."

   "Grandpa Fu knows how to praise me."

  The girl standing beside Mrs. Fu was Yun Lin, wearing an orange dress, with long shawls and long hair casually scattered over her shoulders.

   Born into a wealthy family, temperament is innate, knowledgeable and polite, gentle and generous.

   Qiao Huilan liked it more and more, "The old man told the truth, Lin'er is not only beautiful, she is also a master of learning, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

  Anyone will be happy to be praised, and Yunlin is no exception, but she hides it very well, "Auntie, I only know some fur, how dare I say that I am proficient."

  Qiao Huilan liked her gentle and generous temperament, "You are too modest, unlike those girls who are too arrogant and want to climb high branches."

  When Mu Xingwan came in with Fu Tingyao in his arms, he heard Qiao Huilan pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, wasn't he talking about himself?

   Yunlin was the first to find Fu Tingyao coming, and Xingyan greeted her shyly, "Tingyao, you're here." Seeing Mu Xingwan beside him, she asked suspiciously, "Tingyao, who is this?"

  Qiao Huilan was afraid that her son would say it was his wife, so she answered first: "It's his friend, you two sit down and talk first."

   Mu Xing was full of anger: If you don't make it to the end, don't tease me, okay?

   Second Master: Lips and hands have their own ideas.

   I also want to do it to the end, but my body is not good!

    …

   …You have it, change it for what you want. The world has always been like this, cruel, but fair.

   (end of this chapter)