Nightscape of the lips without traces hooked, raised his hand, Mu Xiaoqi stick to the face of the hair pulled away.

The fingertips are hot and the voice is cold, but it seems to be spoiled: "Go wash it quickly."

"I... I... I'll go back to my dormitory and wash again." Mu Xiaoqi stammered.

This woman wants to greet the truth of refusal, but it's too late to play again...

There was a cold humming word in the nose of the night scene: "Hmm?"

It's a simple word, but it scares Mu Xiaoqi to run into the bathroom.

Quickly locked the door back to the door. The man was so...