The moment the locker room door opened, his gaze fell squarely on Mu Xing, his heart pounding in his chest.,Fu Lingxiao pinched her slender waist, gently pressing her onto the bed. He leaned in close to her tender, rosy lips and didn't rush to kiss her. His voice was low and hoarse as he said, "Mrs. Fu, happy wedding.",The eucalyptus has met the Crane of the Released Elm, loving only you above all things.。