Chapter 289 The Fall of Mu Chuyun
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Li Yue Wu Sheng
"you!"
Facing Fengliu, she, a martial arts association branch president, was actually helpless.
It’s so shameless!
Mu Chuyun had to admit that he was really no match for Feng Liu.
Thinking about it, she let go of the whip handle in her hand.
He simply gave up the whip and continued to fight with his fists.
While he was dodging around easily, Feng Liu's gaze always fell directly on Mu Chuyun's face.
He spoke slowly and deliberately teased: "President Mu, have you ever seriously asked yourself about your heart?"
"Are we really just friends?"
"when……"
Hearing this question, Mu Chuyun instinctively wanted to refute.
But as she spoke, looking into Feng Liu's eyes as dark as the night sky, her heart began to beat wildly uncontrollably.
He muttered, unable to say the words "just a friend".
As her mind became confused, her moves also became chaotic.
Feng Liu took the opportunity to secretly pinch her tightly wrapped buttocks, which felt like a bulge.
Just when he was preparing to sneak attack elsewhere.
Mu Chuyun suddenly became angry from embarrassment, raised his voice, and said angrily: "Then what are you saying if you're not a friend?!"
Feng Liu groaned, his eyes falling on her naturally red and moist full lips.
Darkness rolled in his eyes, and he said hoarsely: "President Mu turns out to be so playful."
"You actually play import and export trade with your friends?!"
“It was a real eye-opener for me.”
Hearing what Feng Liu meant, Mu Chuyun unconsciously recalled the scene in the bathroom that day.
Fengliu asked her to help him take off his pants on the excuse that his hand was injured...
Finally, he lied to himself that it was his godmother's call.
She was so frightened that she swallowed all the essence of his life.
It was better not to mention this matter. When it was mentioned, Mu Chuyun felt more and more aggrieved as he thought about it, and his eyes and nose instantly turned red.
She tried her best to control her emotions, but she felt even more aggrieved. She glared at Feng Liu and yelled out in a vented manner.
"You also know that friends can't do that, so who are you and me?!"
This woman, who had always been strong, now had crystal clear tears in her eyes, looking as aggrieved as a little rabbit, which made people feel pity in their hearts.
Feng Liu's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his long arms to wrap around her slender waist.
The other hand protected her head and pushed Mu Chuyun to the ground.
Mu Chuyun was pressed under him and looked steadily at Feng Liu's handsome face, who was close at hand.
For a moment, my heart felt sour and filled with all kinds of complicated emotions.
She curled her lips, tears flowing down the corners of her eyes like broken beads.
He sighed softly and gave up resistance completely.
He lowered his eyes and said with a gloomy expression: "I lost, I can't beat you, I'm no match for you!"
This sentence is a double entendre.
Feng Liu leaned down and kissed her tears away gently.
When she realized what Feng Liu was doing to her, Mu Chuyun's breathing stagnated slightly, and her fair face suddenly turned red from her earlobes to her neck.
There was a tingling feeling that spread throughout his body.
Her heart was beating like a drum and her head was feeling dizzy.
"Then let's keep doing what friends can't do, other deeper things."
Feng Liu spoke in a magnetic voice while blowing warm breath into Mu Chuyun's most sensitive right ear.
"Um--"
Mu Chuyun instantly turned into a pool of spring water and made a seductive voice unbearably.
His whole body was trembling, and his breathing became disordered.
Even when she was lying down, her two balls of wind and moon were still towering, pressing against Feng Liu's chest, rising and falling violently.
Feng Liu continued to tease her earlobes with his tongue, and his hands were not idle, reaching into her clothes...
Facing Fengliu, she, a martial arts association branch president, was actually helpless.
It’s so shameless!
Mu Chuyun had to admit that he was really no match for Feng Liu.
Thinking about it, she let go of the whip handle in her hand.
He simply gave up the whip and continued to fight with his fists.
While he was dodging around easily, Feng Liu's gaze always fell directly on Mu Chuyun's face.
He spoke slowly and deliberately teased: "President Mu, have you ever seriously asked yourself about your heart?"
"Are we really just friends?"
"when……"
Hearing this question, Mu Chuyun instinctively wanted to refute.
But as she spoke, looking into Feng Liu's eyes as dark as the night sky, her heart began to beat wildly uncontrollably.
He muttered, unable to say the words "just a friend".
As her mind became confused, her moves also became chaotic.
Feng Liu took the opportunity to secretly pinch her tightly wrapped buttocks, which felt like a bulge.
Just when he was preparing to sneak attack elsewhere.
Mu Chuyun suddenly became angry from embarrassment, raised his voice, and said angrily: "Then what are you saying if you're not a friend?!"
Feng Liu groaned, his eyes falling on her naturally red and moist full lips.
Darkness rolled in his eyes, and he said hoarsely: "President Mu turns out to be so playful."
"You actually play import and export trade with your friends?!"
“It was a real eye-opener for me.”
Hearing what Feng Liu meant, Mu Chuyun unconsciously recalled the scene in the bathroom that day.
Fengliu asked her to help him take off his pants on the excuse that his hand was injured...
Finally, he lied to himself that it was his godmother's call.
She was so frightened that she swallowed all the essence of his life.
It was better not to mention this matter. When it was mentioned, Mu Chuyun felt more and more aggrieved as he thought about it, and his eyes and nose instantly turned red.
She tried her best to control her emotions, but she felt even more aggrieved. She glared at Feng Liu and yelled out in a vented manner.
"You also know that friends can't do that, so who are you and me?!"
This woman, who had always been strong, now had crystal clear tears in her eyes, looking as aggrieved as a little rabbit, which made people feel pity in their hearts.
Feng Liu's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his long arms to wrap around her slender waist.
The other hand protected her head and pushed Mu Chuyun to the ground.
Mu Chuyun was pressed under him and looked steadily at Feng Liu's handsome face, who was close at hand.
For a moment, my heart felt sour and filled with all kinds of complicated emotions.
She curled her lips, tears flowing down the corners of her eyes like broken beads.
He sighed softly and gave up resistance completely.
He lowered his eyes and said with a gloomy expression: "I lost, I can't beat you, I'm no match for you!"
This sentence is a double entendre.
Feng Liu leaned down and kissed her tears away gently.
When she realized what Feng Liu was doing to her, Mu Chuyun's breathing stagnated slightly, and her fair face suddenly turned red from her earlobes to her neck.
There was a tingling feeling that spread throughout his body.
Her heart was beating like a drum and her head was feeling dizzy.
"Then let's keep doing what friends can't do, other deeper things."
Feng Liu spoke in a magnetic voice while blowing warm breath into Mu Chuyun's most sensitive right ear.
"Um--"
Mu Chuyun instantly turned into a pool of spring water and made a seductive voice unbearably.
His whole body was trembling, and his breathing became disordered.
Even when she was lying down, her two balls of wind and moon were still towering, pressing against Feng Liu's chest, rising and falling violently.
Feng Liu continued to tease her earlobes with his tongue, and his hands were not idle, reaching into her clothes...
