Chapter 790 She Can Give Her Whatever She Wants

Mu Yuansheng asked, "Scrambling for the position of city lord?"

"yes."

"If you want, I'll give it to you." He took this position because of the promise he had made to her.

Meng Ying snorted coldly, "I don't care."

"Then why are you working with him?"

"I just want to fix you."

"..."

The corner of Mu Yuansheng's mouth curled up.

He suppressed a smile, "Does Mu Li'an know that you have cooperated so hastily with him?"

"I am serious."

"You don't have to cooperate with him if you want to mess with me."

Compared with her partnering with others to punish him, she is actually more lethal alone.

He knew that the reason she did this was because of his deception.

So, no matter what she does to him, he accepts it.

The only unacceptable thing is that she gets too close to other men.

Meng Ying raised her eyebrows, "I can cooperate with whoever I want to cooperate with."

"Okay." Mu Yuansheng moved a little to the side, "It's time to sleep."

Meng Ying: "..."

They are both like this, and they can still sleep together, and they don't know who has the bigger heart.

Meng Ying lay down, and Mu Yuansheng hugged her.

He kissed her lips very accurately, and began to move agitatedly.

In the past, Meng Ying took the initiative.

It's really a turn of events now.

It has to be said that men have super talents and skills in this area.

It took her heart defense easily.

In other words, she didn't defend herself at all.

This time, Mu Yuansheng was very restrained, only once.

Once, for an hour.

Meng Ying felt that her physical strength was really not as good as before.

She was carried to the bathroom by Mu Yuansheng the whole time, and then carried out by him again.

Like a disabled person who has lost the ability to move.

Mu Yuansheng worked harder and harder, as if he had opened the door of his power.

If he hadn't taken care of her, he might have fought all night.

Meng Ying was tired and limp, and fell into a deep sleep.

Mu Yuansheng was unusually sober and full of energy.

He put his arm around Meng Ying and sent a message with his mobile phone in the other.

"No matter what method you use, pry Lan Xin's mouth open and let her tell the secret of Mu Li'an Tianjing City. Give her time, twelve hours, if you don't say anything, just deal with it."

"Why are you suddenly so ruthless?"

"She should have died long ago."

"..."

the next day.

Meng Ying opened her eyes, and Mu Yuansheng was sleeping soundly, buried in her neck.

This man really took her here as his family.

She pushed him away very rudely, not caring about waking him up.

Just when she was about to move, the man's hand was around her waist, holding her tightly.

"Let go."

"Don't let go."

"Believe it or not, I called."

"Your name."

Meng Ying wanted to kill him.

She dared not call because he was at her house.

What about the shy and thin-skinned look before?

Why is it gone?

This is his nature.

Meng Ying pinched his hand.

Mu Yuansheng remained motionless.

"Aside from discussing with Mu Li'an about dealing with me, you have nothing else to do. Sleep a little longer." Mu Yuansheng pressed her on the bed again with a little force.

Meng Ying was really convinced.

How did they become what they are now?

"I want to go to the toilet." Meng Ying took away the hand that was lying on her waist.

Only then did Mu Yuansheng let go of his hand and let her go.

After Meng Ying washed up, she went to the closet to pick out clothes.

The waist was clenched, pulled back, and she lay on the bed again.

Before he could speak, his lips were sealed.

Meng Ying opened her eyes, and Mu Yuansheng also opened her eyes.

First kiss, eyes open.

There was a smile in Mu Yuansheng's eyes, and then he raised his hand to cover her eyes, deepening the kiss.

damn it.

Meng Ying was turned into a puddle by him again.

Knock Knock——

Mu Yuansheng's hand paused.

Meng Ying opened her eyes and raised her eyebrows slightly, provocatively.

"Can you stop?" Mu Yuansheng leaned into her ear and said another sentence.

The person who never blushed, when he finished speaking, was as red as a shrimp just thrown into boiling water.