2.25.58 – Mad dog (3) - Mr. and Mrs. Jelly

Xuan Mu closed his eyes, "Didn't I say not to touch other men? That's what happens when you don't listen to me. You get injured by them."

"Don't try to take advantage of the situation," Bing Shi, with puffy eyes, took out tissues from her purse and blew her nose, "What were you thinking, trying to kill somebody in broad daylight?"

Opening his eyes, Xuan Mu picked her up and seated her on his lap, lifting her chin, he looked at her tightly shut eyes, "Bing Shi, look at me."

She looked him in the eyes.

"I don't kill, though I want to," he spoke gravely. Seeing her nod, he picked up her injured hand carefully, but she yanked it away and gave him a disinfectant instead. He clenched his palm tight, "Did I scare you?"

"A bit."

"Bing Shi. I'm sorry. Does it hurt?" he asked while cleaning his hands, "I don't even dare leave a hickey on you, and here comes some dude ... " He groaned in frustration; there was nothing he could do to make her bruises disappear.

"It doesn't hurt," Bing Shi spoke with a stuffy nose, "I'm more worried about my mascara. I should have brought my make-up kit."

"Should I call someone to deliver it for you?" Xuan Mu asked with a feeble smile. Was she attempting to improve his mood?

"I was joking. It's waterproof," Bing Shi took out an elephant plaster from her purse and plastered it on his scratched nose. "So cute," she said as tears rolled down her eyes.

"..." Xuan Mu felt powerless against her tears. Not daring to touch her, he stared at her crying face, his heart twinged with incompetence.

"Don't look at me. I'm ugly right now," ordered Bing Shi without hiding her wrecked face.

"No. You are very pretty," Xuan Mu said in a distressed tone, "The prettiest."

"Xuan Mu, your sense of beauty is the worst," she giggled, then continued to cry, "Does it mean I have to cry every time I want to be the prettiest?"

"..." Xuan Mu engulfed her in a delicate hug, "You can do whatever you want and still be the prettiest." He smiled, the violence in his head slowly diminished.

"True. Xuan Mu you are turning me into a narcissist princess," Bin Shi blew her nose, "Sorry for ruining the business meeting. Again."

"It happened two times out of many. Furthermore, you gave them a favor by dismissing it," he caressed her hair gently, "Bing Shi, it wasn't your fault. It was his and my fault."

"True, I'm the victim here. It's all your fault. Did you ever see a victim cleaning after her culprit's mess? Because I didn't," Bing Shi pointed at the destroyed lounge with red eyes, "I don't want to clean this, should we run away from the crime scene? Nothing like this happened before; I wasn't sure what your reaction would be like, I had to prevent an accident from occurring. Xuan Mu, It's not like I have no faith in you... "

Softly, Xuan Mu pressed his lips against hers, their eyes open.

She pulled away, her weeping intensified, "I'm not done crying."

"Then continue," he pressed his lips against hers.

She pulled away, "You are going to be covered with my snot and tears."

"Fine with me," Xuan Mu pressed his lips against hers and held her back to prevent her from falling.

Bing Shi pulled away; instead of crying, she grimaced, "You are gross."

"I love you too," Xuan Mu pressed his lips against hers again.

Bing Shi pulled away, "What did I say about kissing?"

"No kissing, because you'll stain me. You have my approval," he pressed his lips against hers... yet again.

┬─┬ノ( º _ ºノ)

Nobody made a move with their lips as they communicated by blinking at each other.

*Blink*

*Blink*

*Blink*

*Blink*

Bing Shi pushed his shoulders against the couch, placing her knees on both sides of his thigh, cupping his cheeks, with a tilted head, she pecked his lips.

Xuan Mu traced his hands alongside her back and bottom, he opened his mouth slightly, giving access for a little tongue to take the lead.

His lips moved in sync with hers, not once did he invade her territory. When she stopped to look at his lips, he stopped with her; then she closed her eyes again. While her tongue roamed inside of his mouth, she sat down at his hard bulge.

"Mmm..." He groaned, gripping her bum tightly. It didn't happen often for Xuan Mu to give the lead, even if he did, it would be pushed back to him. No, it would be thrown back at his face; his Bing Shi liked to be pampered silly.

This time was an exception.

Bing Shi made it seem like she was thinking of Xuan Mu's well being first, in reality, she'd think of herself first.

She didn't want to stain him with her lipstick = She didn't want her face to be ruined by his messy kisses.

She asked him if he is tired = She wanted to sleep.

Xuan Mu, this devil knew his girlfriend's priorities too well. As long as he knew her boundaries, anything was possible.

Touching his earlobes, Bing Shi tilted his head down and continued with her torturing kisses. Her tears were gone; with a smile, she pecked his nose, another peck on his upper lip and bottom lip. Finally, both corners of his curled up lips. She patted her art piece with a grin, "You look like a Joker." She took out a mirror from her purse and gave it to him with laughter, "See for yourself."

Xuan Mu held the mirror with a silly grin, not at all interested in how he looked; the main point was... her soft laughter. Oh, and how much he loved her lipsticks. He unzipped his pants and took out his hardness, "Bing Shi what about MuMu? He wants to be marked too."

Bing Shi cleaned his cute red lips, "Xuan Mu, my stomach is growling, what if I mistake MuMu for a hot dog? That would be dangerous."

See? She was clearly saying: I'm hungry. Take care of it yourself and don't try to change my mind, or I'll bite it off.

He held the mirror for her so she could retouch her make-up. It wouldn't be Xuan Mu if he didn't provoke her, "Don't worry; you have MuMu's full trust."

He was clearly saying: You think I'm scared? Go ahead. I dare you to bit it off.

Not wanting to sleep in the living room, Xuan Mu quickly sent her a cute flying kiss.

Bing Shi with a grin, bit off his flying kiss, and crushed it with her fangs.

Xuan Mu gripped his heart, her cuteness should be illegal. Now, he wanted to push her down on the couch, rip off her clothes, and drill himself deep inside of her.

While she was making herself presentable on his lap, Xuan Mu didn't waste time and played with himself off to his dirty thoughts. By the time she was done, so was he.

Bing Shi wrapped her arm around his elbow. Rolling up his sleeves, Xuan Mu placed his hands into his pants pockets, and both of them walked out of the lounge. On the outside, it looked like a possessive woman holding onto a man, who didn't repatriate her feelings, making people who didn't know them, misunderstand.