Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

Chapter 447 The Love of Fireflies (Extra)

"You, no wonder others call you a witch, you are so evil at heart!"

Beside the pool, Tu Shantu was lying on the stone, with a pair of slender, white and tender legs that made people's noses bleed. His snow-white fingertips gently touched Mu Qing's forehead, his eyes were as charming as silk, and he looked at her with a little annoyance. .

His cheeks were red, his black hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his slender neck, and his fair body was as soft and smooth as satin, making people fall in love with him.

Mu Qing gritted her teeth and stopped, blinking her dark eyes slowly. Her voice was hoarse due to lust, "I am not a witch."

"Then what are you?"

Mu Qing thought for a while and shook her head. She didn't know. She didn't have a name.

I only know that she already existed when the world was still dark.

Listening to her answer, Tu Shantu's eyes flashed with obvious surprise, "You mean you existed at the beginning of chaos?"

Mu Qing looked at him doubtfully, not understanding what he was talking about.

Tu Shantu told her that some people said that before all creatures were born, the world was in chaos.

"Chaos energy?" Mu Qing suddenly asked.

Tu Shantu showed a confused expression, "What is Chaos Vitality?"

Mu Qing shook her head, "It suddenly appeared in my mind."

She doesn't know and doesn't care, at least not yet.

Mu Qing's slender white finger bones clasped the man's knees, and the veins on Yin Ren's forehead popped up one by one, "Have you rested yet?"

Before Tu Shantu could answer, he called out hastily.

This little witch is so stubborn!

No matter how many times he taught her to be gentler, the result was always so fierce and rough. If he hadn't been naturally charming, how could he have withstood him?

Even so, he felt like he was going to be knocked out of his mind.

Snow-white fingertips clung to her sweaty shoulders, crying for mercy.

When it was finally over, Tu Shantu felt very aggrieved when he saw her sitting obediently in the pool with an expressionless and stoic expression.

"Don't you know how to pity the beauty?" There was a bit of resentment in the words.

Mu Qing looked up at him, her dark eyes were pure black, clean enough, and ruthless enough, as if nothing in the world could cause it to fluctuate.

Even that kind of thing is driven by the desire of the body.

Mu Qing said nothing, as if he felt that his anger and resentment at this time came out of nowhere.

Because she could feel that his body was not at its limit.

Why are you so angry?

Tu Shantu looked into the girl's calm eyes and felt a little uncomfortable.

Who in this world really doesn't care about women?

It's just because I don't have that heart, I don't feel distressed, and I naturally follow my instinct more in my behavior.

Tu Shantu lowered his head and put on his clothes, his long eyelashes covering the trace of disappointment in his eyes.

...

The lake was sparkling, and a young man was lying on the wooden platform beside the lake.

An Pei opened his eyes, and the sun was shining brightly and warmly on him.

Hearing the faint sound of water, he sat up and turned around to find Mu Qing sitting next to him.

"When did you come back?"

Mu Qing crossed her legs and placed a plastic bag with some ingredients next to her.

"just came back."

Now the person who cooks and buys food has been replaced by Mu Qing, and Anpei doesn't go anywhere, that is, he goes to the mountains to see flowers and grass and do homework.

Mu Qing looked at the young man's crimson face and couldn't help but touch it lightly.

An Pei looked at her with bright eyes and did not avoid it.

He has been here for almost half a year, and he is no longer so resistant to Mu Qing's touch from time to time, but it is limited to such simple touches. If it gets any closer, he will still be tempted to escape.

Mu Qing couldn't help but have a smile on her lips, "What did you dream about? Your face is so red?"

An Pei was a little embarrassed and said vaguely: "I can't remember clearly."

He really couldn't remember clearly, but the sounds of some white bodies intertwined, gasping, and crying were still very clear.

He didn't know what was going on. Ever since he experienced that kind of thing when he was a child, he was so pure that he could become a monk at any time.

He didn't have that kind of dream when he was young, like normal men do.

This is really the first time, and this feeling is a bit strange.

An Pei knelt on the wooden board, supporting the ground with his hands, leaning close to Mu Qing, looking intently at her lips.

In fact, he didn't hate Mu Qing at all. He even felt that everything about her was attractive to him because he liked her.

Long eyelashes, beautiful eyes, a high bridge of nose, fair and flawless skin, and attractive crimson lips. In fact, he didn't want to touch them.

But every time she got close, she couldn't help but recall some horrific images in her mind.

But at this time, the picture in the dream has been lingering in my mind.

An Pei couldn't help but said: "Mu Qing, I want to kiss you."

Mu Qing looked at him calmly, not moving at all.

An Pei got closer to her, and their breathing seemed to slow down, while their heartbeats became faster and faster.

"Forget it." When they were about to kiss, An Pei suddenly turned his head away, stood up, and held the plastic bag next to him, "It's getting late, I'll cook today."

Then fled.

Mu Qing looked at his back and curled her lips.

I saw that the calm lake surface suddenly became turbulent, as if something at the bottom of the lake was disturbing it.

An Pei couldn't help but chuckle secretly as he listened to the sound of surging water outside.

It seems that some things still need to be taken slowly.

It's just that the hard work was done lightly.