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Chapter 58

There were crowds of people running around everywhere, but this corner was frozen and quiet.

His wrist was tightly grasped, Qiao Nan's palms were dry and powerful, but his breath became wet, and he had an aggressive temperament attacked him.

Mu Xiangxiang had no resistance.

This is completely different from the luckykiss before. The closeness of people is too close to people who don’t even know how to deal with it. Qiao Nan’s wet lips and tongue were crushed. For the first time, she knew that a person’s lips could be so warm and full. It was not like this when she was visually tilted and said those mean words...

The heartbeat roared wildly, even overshadowing the next band rhythm. The palms that pressed against the other party's chest were cold at first. After Qiao Nan slowly rubbed them, he squeezed his fingertips in little by little, spread them apart, and crossed them. The thin calluses pressed against the skin, itchy, and rushed straight from the nerve endings to the forehead. Mu thought about opening her eyes, she was hugged stiffly, and she could see Qiao Nan's long eyelashes tremble slightly, and her high nose tip slid somewhere next to her nose with her wings of lips and tongue.

She seemed to be sweating, her calf tendons trembled like excessive movement, her spine slipped down as if she was brushed by a quill, and her scalp was numb. There was still a slight idea of ​​trying to escape in her mind, and her hand pulled back. Qiao Nan lifted up her eyelids, and her amber pupils slid for half a circle while keeping her posture unchanged, staring straight at her: "Don't move."

As a tragic person, Mu Xiangyao closed his eyes, put his arm against Qiao Nan's chest to relax his strength, and his five fingers, which were held by his big palm, curled up obediently.

Breathing is messy.

The temperature began to rise, not only the lips that were gently held, but also the flexible tongue pried open the teeth. The refreshing smell of mouthwash and the fragrance of peach lipstick merged into one. Mu Xiangyan looked up passively and could only respond to the other party's instinct. Qiao Nan's movements were not skilled, but it seemed to have the instinct of a carnivorous hunting. His tall body easily covered her into the shadow, brushing her hands through the thin and soft hair, stroked the top of her head, the back of her head, the neck... his fingers slid down her small spine little by little.

The delicate skin touched by the fingertips brought a red flame-like temperature, burning both bodies to death.

His energy had nowhere to burst out, and his instinct rushed around. His breathing increased and he was no longer satisfied with it.

The arm that had only strength slid to her waist tightened and tighter, and tighter. Mu Xiangxiang was startled by the heat suddenly penetrated into her coat. Her mushy mind suddenly became clearer. She tried to reach her back and grab Qiao Nan's sleeve: "Qiao... Qiao Nan!"

The mouth that sucked her tongue let go of her, turned her face and fell on her ears. While the wet breath came, the earlobes were sucked in. Qiao Nan's low and hoarse breath suppressed "Hmm?"

Mu Xiangyan shrank his neck and opened his eyes. His eyes, which were always calm and transparent, were stained with a thin light of water, and he looked at him in panic: "...someone... don't..."

"What's the matter?" The slender fingers penetrated into the sweater, and the thin calluses made the numbness. Qiao Nan chuckled and his voice was hoarse, "...I can't do someone, but I can do it if there is no one?"

The voice paused. He saw the red eyes clearly through the light. His expression suddenly changed. He bowed his head and bit the girl's lips that had been bullied into a bright color. The force was very light, and the tip of his tongue swept over his plump and wet lower lip with unsatisfactory feelings. His hand was pulled out from the hem of his sweater and grabbed the slender arm that was trying to block him: "Let's go back."

Mu Xiang: "What?"

There was a hint of unsettling heat in his voice. Mu Xiangxiang was stunned for a moment and did not take a step immediately. Feeling the resistance, Qiao Nan turned back and stretched his arm, picked her up and headed straight towards the parking lot.

Mu Xiangya was startled by the sudden sense of weightlessness, and only saw his broad back: "What are you doing!"

Qiao Nan carried her and said with a hoarse voice: "Anyway, I came here today to see your brother, now he has finished performing-"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Xiangya's cell phone in his pocket suddenly ringed loudly!

Qiao Nan: “…”

He was about to take out his pocket immediately. Mu Xiangyao pushed his back hard and struggled to jump down but he didn't ask him to succeed. He took out his phone and looked at the call reminder and quickly connected. Mu Song's clear voice penetrated the night with fierce and sharp words: "Sister!!! Where are you!!!!"

Qiao Nan: “…”

He hugged his arms and squinted his eyes at the girl in front of him. Mu Xiangyao, who was touching his gaze, turned away with a headache and avoided his sharp gaze. At the same time, he raised his hand awkwardly to sort out the hem of the coat and sweater that he had just pulled. His cheeks were red. He shouted to the phone, "Why can't I find you everywhere but who are you with?", and he coughed guiltily: "There are too many people outside, don't come out, wait for me in the background, I'll come over immediately."

Hang up the phone and looked back at Qiao Nan's face. After the eyes touched each other, both of them became embarrassed after realizing it. Qiao Nan let go of his arms and turned his face to stare at the black parking lot. He used his tongue to press his mouth. There seemed to be a faint fragrance of peaches in his mouth: "... It's the fuck that he should have smashed your broken phone soon."

Mu Xiang: "..."

She pursed her swollen lips, coughed, she told herself to calm down and not think about the source of the other person's dissatisfaction. The awkward guy then came over and reached out to hug her, humming: "Can you not go to find your brother?"

What are you going to do if you don’t go to see Mu Song? Mu Xiangyao, who realized his intention to stop him, banged his mind: “Of course not!”

Qiao Nan raised his head and stared at her for a while, and after a while, his eyes flashed: "Damn it, sooner or later, you will be infertile."

Mu Xiangxi: "…………”

Mu Xiangyao pushed him away: "I'm leaving!"

"Wait!" Qiao Nan called her and grabbed her arm again, "What are you running?"

A moment later she was crowded outside a small pavilion at the festival and watched as Qiao Nan reached out to raise a large pizza box from the counter. She sniffed the strong smell of cheese and pizza sauce that lingered on the scene: "Don't you want to have pizza?"

Qiao Nan opened the pizza box and wrapped it in a tissue. Hearing this, he glanced at her side, took out the pizza and handed it to her mouth: "Yes."

Mu Xiangyan took a bite as he moved. The soft pizza crust was crispy. After lunch, her stomach, which had not been in water and rice, and with the energy intake, she finally started to starve half a beat. Qiao Nan twisted a bottle of drink while she was chewing and handed it over: "So--"

Mu Xiangxiang looked up.

The handsome young man with his eyes down, his voice was deep: "Why do you solve the problem of what I want to eat?"

After three seconds of silence, a fire burned from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Mu Xiang thought of snatching the pizza he was holding and turned around and left. He drank a drink while walking. The moment the sweet taste was in her mouth, she was slightly stunned and looked at the plastic bottle. The huge row of printed words on the bottle - "Freshly squeezed peach juice".

Qiao Nan snorted behind him.

Mu Xiang: "..."

Stinky hooligan!

*******

The backstage was still so crowded. Mu Xiangyao was tightly hugged by a sudden body before he could see clearly where his brother was. She was startled, then smelled a faint smell of sweat. She looked down and saw a delicate figure with a strong color difference compared to the loose black vest. The boy's strong arms were tightly wrapped around her body. She breathed a sigh of relief and raised her hand to pat the wet vest: "Mu Song."

"Sister!" Mu Song's voice contained undepressed excitement, "Did you see it? Have you seen it?"

"I saw it, I saw it." Mu Xiangxiang recalled the other party's radiant scene just now, and his eyes softened, "To be honest, I'm very surprised. You are even more powerful than I thought!"

Mu Song squeezed his head hard towards his sister's neck, and his eyes felt a sore. He really heard this evaluation from his family, and the motivational effect for him was even more than the audience feedback he received on the stage just now. The disconfidence that had been buried deep in rebellion for a long time finally completely disappeared at this moment. He was silent for a while, and his reason gradually returned to his heart. Finally, he thought of something, let go of his sister and raised his head: "By the way, sister, you just--"

Before the question could be said, he flashed his light and suddenly swept to a figure holding a pizza box lazily leaning against the wall not far away. The owner of the figure looked unhappy and was staring at his hand holding his sister's shoulder with a gloomy face. The dim light in the background could not cover up the dangerous temperament scattered from his tall body.

He recognized the face with almost no hesitation - although he couldn't see his facial features clearly just now, this guy was definitely the donkey who dared to take advantage of his sister in full view of everyone!

As a man, he is an old man from the flowers. He doesn't need to think about the other party's plan to detect the other party's misconduct. At this time, his sharp eyes met the eyes that the other party was directly ticking, and he was immediately furious-

Where did this inexplicable guy come out?

Damn! It's so arrogant!

From childhood to adulthood, will not mention the appearance of Jie Ao! Mu Song has never been afraid of anyone! From elementary school to junior high school, he is not a well-deserved leader in what place? He has never been afraid of anyone except his sister in this life! So when facing strangers, he immediately returned with fierce eyes and raised his chin provocatively: "Hey, who are you?"

Qiao Nan, who is suppressing the bad things that are forcibly ruined: "..."

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Fuck me, I didn't say anything, do you still have a temper?"

He remembered the scene when he cleaned up this little gray whirlwind into obedience when he was carrying Mu Xiangyan's body. Mu Song was so obedient at that time. He asked him to wash clothes, so he took the blame and cleaned the room part-time. He had just left his eyes for a few days and became itchy?

Thinking of this, he simply sneered, stood firmly on the wall, walked over slowly, and handed Mu Xiangxi's pizza box in his hand: "You, go outside and wait for me."

Mu Xiangyao realized something was wrong: "...hey, wait..."

"Sister." Mu Song also spoke coldly before she stopped the other party from bullying his brother, "You can dodge it for a while, and I have something to say to him."

Mu Xiang: "..."

She sighed with a resignation after a moment of silence. Watching her back walk away, Mu Song sneered, and the hostility that had been trying to hide in front of her sister immediately emanated unscrupulously. The gray-haired young lead singer and junior high school leader once again showed the courage to be cuckolded. He turned his head with a sinister expression. There were traces of sweat wet on his short gray hair, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. His whole person exuded a murderous aura that was only when wild animals hunted: "Hey, you kid, you are very brave. How dare you soak Mazi on my sister's head?"

As he said that, he raised his arm that was implicitly explosive, and pressed his knuckles in a hint.

Isn't it just a matter of trouble? He has never been afraid of it. He has to let the arrogant boy in front of him know the consequences of taking advantage of others.

As a result, when he finished speaking, he did not see the dissatisfaction of being provoked or fear of the coming fierce battle on the face of the young man in front of him.

The other party just returned to the lazy state when he was leaning against the wall after delivering the pizza box, and then sneered at himself with a moment of unidentification.

That kind of look of standing with both hands and not standing still, and not looking at anything...

A familiar vigilance suddenly emerged from the depths of memory, which made Mu Song, who was in anger, be confused. He paused and subconsciously searched for memories, but after working hard, he clearly confirmed that he had never seen this face before. So Yizhong and Yiba were naturally angry by the other party's attitude, feeling that his self-esteem was seriously provoked. He rolled up his sleeves: "Hey! Why are you laughing! Damn, do you dare to go out to chat with me now?"

With his eyes facing each other, Mu Song's pupils were thundering and angry. If he hadn't been concerned about the many people in the backstage of the Music Festival, he would have been able to jump up and start fighting immediately.

The next second, the bold tall man opposite finally moved. He slowly pulled out his hand that was in his pocket in Mu Song's sharp expression, then moved it for a moment, and raised it slightly-

"Bang!"

Mu Song: “…………………”

He covered his forehead with a look of disbelief. After a long silence, he finally realized what he had encountered and opened his mouth in anger: "You—"

Before he could finish his words, he slapped his forehead again, accompanied by a crisp "pop" sound, the tall man floated over in the face of his appointment: "Little bastard! Before he even had enough hair, he learned to be in society!"

These familiar words, familiar slaps, and parents-like tone.

Mu Song was slightly stunned when he heard this.

Then there were continuous blows in the pockets.

"Make trouble! Make trouble! Make trouble!"

"Ma Zi, Ma Zi, Ma Zi, I'll tell you to call your sister Ma Zi again!"

"You really think that you are a gangster? Let you sing an opera for me again!"

"Come on! What do you want to talk about? Talk!"

"Look at what I'm wearing! Ah? My breasts and my head are exposed! I'm still standing on the stage, I'm not embarrassed to lose it! Is not embarrassed to lose it!"

"Are you worthy of the guitar you are holding? Ah?"

"I'm so grown-up, I don't know how to be independent. I've been making trouble for your sister all day long, sticky, kissing and hugging, and pretending to be so stupid!"

"I must beat you to death today-"

****

Five minutes later, in the crowded backcourt, two figures finally squeezed out of the crowd in Mu Xiangxiang's sight.

Qiao Nan walked lazily in front of him, and his mood was not very good had improved a lot. When he saw Mu Xiangyao, he even raised his eyebrows and stepped forward to take the big pizza box that Mu Xiangyao was holding, greeting him happily: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Mu Xiangxi: "…………”

Mu Xiangxiang looked over his arm and looked behind him. He heard Qiao Nan coughing guiltily. The next second, Mu Song, who was covering his head, suddenly rushed over and plunged into her arms.

Mu Xiangxi: "…………”
Chapter completed!
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