Found a loyal dog

Chapter 20

Murong's hand still maintained the posture of patting the shoulder, awkwardly staying in the air.

She tugged at the corners of her mouth to make the expression on her face less rigid, and pretended to withdraw her hand naturally.

Received half of it but was suddenly caught by someone, Murong looked at the person opposite.

Mu Xiong turned his head guiltily, not looking at Murong.At that moment, Murong's lost expression came into her eyes, and her heart moved, and when she realized it, she realized that she had grabbed Murong's hand.

She felt that she had hurt Murong's heart and felt guilty, but she didn't know how to explain the avoidance before, she lowered her head in desperation, and saw the plate containing things in Murong's other hand, vomited like amnesty Take a breath: "What is this?"

Murong couldn't tell that she was trying to avoid the gaffe just now, but since Mu Xiong didn't want to talk about it, she didn't ask.She blinked, her stiff expression eased, and she replied, "This is French fries, I fried them."

He said and handed the plate over again: "Try it."

Mu Xiong has never seen or heard of this kind of food. At first glance, it looks very similar to the long-fried sweet snacks sold at the stalls outside, but upon closer inspection, he finds that it is not the case.The skin on this one is golden yellow, much lighter in color than the outside one, and it smells and tastes different.

Under Murong's expectant gaze, Mu Xiong picked up one and put it in his mouth, then his eyes lit up.

The taste of the ancients is generally mild, and Murong just sprinkled some salt on it as a seasoning, which is enough to make Mu Xiong have endless aftertaste and praise.

Murong was naturally happy when he was praised, but Mu Shao, who looked up at them, was not happy.

She felt that her mother's attention had been taken up by Mu Xiong. She hadn't eaten much delicious food yet, and she was out of favor and food. Eat too!"

Murong squatted down and stuffed the plate into Mu Shao's hand, and then let go after Mu Shao held it firmly, and patted Mu Shao's head: "Hey, go sit on the stool in the room and eat."

Mu Shao always listened to Murong's words, she said good-bye in a childish voice, and went into the room with the plate in her hand.

Murong pulls Mu Xiong over and enters the room together.

Mu Xiong let her hold him, and asked, "What are you doing in your room?"

Murong didn't answer right away, took her to the bedside, then pressed her shoulders and pushed her down on the bed, rolled up her sleeves and rolled them to the other side, took off her shoes and went to bed: "Massage for you, relax your nerves."

Mu Xiong is thin-skinned, embarrassed to accept Murong's service for nothing, moved and wanted to get up and refuse, Murong seemed to have expected it, while gently massaging Mu Xiong's temples, while leaning down | whispering in Mu Xiong's ear: " do not move."

The warm breath hits the ear, hits Xuan'er along the ear canal and penetrates into the nerve, itching...

Mu Xiong trembled slightly, his ears turned red, and he lay back softly, forgetting what he was going to say for a moment.

Murong's fingers are short, but they are slender and well-shaped. In addition, her strength is just right. It is a kind of enjoyment to be pressed and kneaded by such hands against the scalp.

Soon Mu Xiong entered the state, and his body gradually relaxed.

Just when she was so comfortable that she was about to close her eyes, the touch on her head disappeared.

Mu Xiong went to look at the top of his head, but he didn't see anyone, so he propped up his upper body and found that Murong had run to her left hand side, he couldn't help wondering: "What's wrong?"

Murong said: "I suddenly remembered that it was said on Wei|blog just now that you thought you were beautiful from that angle, but in fact the people below looked so ugly looking up."

Mu Xiong lay back again. Judging from her current angle, Murong's face is flatter than usual, the chin occupies half of the field of vision, and the flesh is almost double chin. And looking up over the chin, the eyes are compressed into a slit that is almost invisible, and there are only two black nostrils facing it... It is really unattractive.

Mu Xiong spoke bluntly, without thinking too much, and said with a slight smile: "It's pretty ugly."

"..." Murong stopped massaging his hands, got up and got out of bed.

Mu Xiong immediately felt regretful, and opened his mouth to explain that what she just said didn't mean that Murong was ugly, but that what Murong said about the angle was quite right.Before she could make a sound, she felt herself being pushed to the side of the bed, and when she looked again, Murong moved a small stool at some point and sat against the edge of the bed, facing her sideways at a distance.

The visual effect is much better when the distance is farther away, Murong said with satisfaction: "Just sit like this, don't change it."

She sits on the bear so that she can see her during the massage.Mu Xiong's smile widened a bit, although it was still not obvious: "Okay."

Murong was massaging her hands, her eyes were not idle, she looked at Mu Shao and then sneaked a few glances at Mu Xiong, while peeking, she said to herself, I can't blame me for being abnormal, if you want to blame, blame Mu Xiong for being too good-looking up.

When meeting Mu Xiong for the first time, Murong was amazed by his beauty, otherwise she wouldn't have thought of having a one-night stand when she brought her home.

Murong stared and noticed something, pointed to Mu Xiong's eyes, and shouted as if he had discovered a new world: "Hey, your eyelashes are so short."

Mu Xiong hurriedly covered his eyes, and then quickly took them away as if thinking of something: "...is it ugly to have short eyelashes?"

Murong was afraid that Mu Xiong would misunderstand him, so he quickly denied it: "No, even if your eyelashes are short, your eyes are still pretty, very beautiful, I like it very much."

Although it was a very simple sentence, Mu Xiong's heart was beating very hard.She said the word "I like it very much" a few times silently, as if she had a piece of sugar in her mouth, and the intoxicating sweet fragrance filled her lips and teeth.

She felt Murong's bright eyes looking over her, so she turned her head and hid her face under the quilt. After a while, she whispered: "Your ones are beautiful too."

Murong was stunned for a moment, and after realizing what she was talking about, he smiled.

Mu Xiong's face was still buried in the quilt, and his voice was muffled: "...What are you laughing at?"

Murong blinked mischievously: "I won't tell you."

She laughed because emotion is really a magical thing, once it touches that person, that person will be placed at the top of her heart, and she will be frightened even if she moves or coughs a little.Happy or sad, all emotions will change uncontrollably as the other person's mood changes.

I am afraid that the other party will be scared away, so I dare not express my emotions easily, and I am afraid that if I don’t say anything, the other party will be discouraged and miss the opportunity. I have to filter every sentence in my mind seven|eight times before I dare to speak carefully Come out, worry about gains and losses, but all the depression will disappear because of the other party's intimate words.

Mu Xiong covered his eyelashes for fear that she would find him ugly. Does this mean that Mu Xiong is actually the same as her and has a crush on her?

As long as he thinks of this possibility, the corners of his mouth can't help but rise.

Murong heard his own heartbeat, thump, thump, thump, thud, so strong and so loud.