The next day, at eight o'clock, Yin Mo woke up naturally after sleeping.

She kicked the quilt on her body, looked at the ceiling dimly, and didn't return to her mind for a long time.

This is not Beicheng one.

Yin Mo suddenly sat up from the bed, looked intently, and was surprised.

Why did she sleep in the master bedroom of Ziyun mansion?

Yin Mo looked down again and found that he was wearing a pure black shirt with no inch under the shirt.

Beside the bed, there is no one, and it is slightly cool.

Yin Mojing sat for a while, opened the quilt and prepared to change in the cloakroom.

Then the door opened.

Yin Mo stood motionless by the bed and subconsciously clamped his legs.

He Chen was looking at his mobile phone. He glanced up and his eyes stagnated.

The man's aggressive eyes stared at Yin Mo's long and straight white legs, and his Adam's apple rolled several times unconsciously.

The shirt on a woman's body is very loose, and a few strands of naughty broken hair are blocked in front of her chest, half covered, which perfectly interprets the words "ten thousand kinds of amorous feelings".

He Chen threw back the door and approached Yin Mo with a calm pace.

As the man approached, the air seemed to be contaminated with the smell of hormones.

Inside her shirt... Nothing.

Yin Mo clearly crossed this cognition in her mind and wanted to drill back into the quilt, but she didn't dare to move.

Because the hem of the shirt is not long enough, the action is too general to walk away.

The atmosphere in the master bedroom was inexplicably hot and dry. Yin Mo's legs were pushed back against the edge of the bed. Maybe it was to alleviate the embarrassment. She didn't say anything and said, "did you change my clothes?"

He Chen went into the bag with one hand and raised his lips with a smile, "otherwise? Who does captain Yin want to change it for you?"

He regained his previous cynical appearance. Yin Mo glanced at him, "I'll ask."

In the twinkling of an eye, men are close at hand.

Yin Mo held his breath, his whole body was hot, and his knees rubbed each other twice. "I, I'll go... HMM."

The voice was still in his mouth. He Chen had circled her waist and bullied her.

The next second, they fell into the soft bed.

He Chen kissed fiercely. No matter how gentle he was on weekdays, his kiss was still full of hegemony and strength that made Yin Mo tremble.

The man's hands flitted dishonestly through her, and the thin shirt was in vain.

After a while, his hand came under the woman's belly.

Yin Mo opened her eyes abruptly, her pupils constricted, and the rare strange feeling made her subconsciously close her knees, "he Chen, don't... um..."

Day and night, and Rong Manfang, who has just been found, is still in Ziyun mansion. Yin Mo can't help him to do whatever he wants, but he can't stop men's wanton behavior.

Of course, this is also the first time that he Chen's behavior exceeded all intimacy in the past.

Women are panting, men are laughing

Yin Mo pushed him with red cheeks, while he Chen buried his head in her ear, laughing and teasing: "Captain Yin, so sensitive?"

"Dong Dong -"

There was an untimely knock at the door.

Yin Mo was more nervous. "Get up quickly."

He Chen held the corner of her mouth, his finger abdomen still stayed in her sensitive place, and whispered in her ear, "relax, I can't take out my hand."

In fact, he didn't go deep, but what he said made people think.

Yin Mo stared at him coyly, "if you talk nonsense again, I'll tell my aunt."

He Chen's smile on his lips widened and his fingers moved twice, "I'll open the door for you and invite her in?"

"You!" Yin Mo's face became redder and redder, and his body began to tremble.

Seeing this, he Chen withdrew his hand, pulled the man up from the bed and motioned her to change her clothes.

Yin Mo's legs were too soft. He just took two steps according to the hem of his shirt. The man rubbed over again and said a coquettish word behind her ear.

Yin Mo's first reaction was to raise his hand and beat him, "hooligan."

He Chen intercepted her little fist from her shoulder and kissed her twice. "Well, it's a hooligan to you."

Yin Mo was ashamed and angry, but he couldn't cure him.

He Chen took advantage of the situation and hugged her waist. He was tired of skewing for a long time before he said in a dumb voice, "go wash and take you to see your mother-in-law."

In the bathroom, Yin Mo felt like a fire.

She leaned back against the wall, panting, with spring in her eyebrows.

All this was because of what he Chen said to her.

——Baby, you're wet.

....

At 8:30, Yin Mo came to the living room in a decent knee skirt.

Maybe it's because she just took a bath. Her face is still flushed. Her long semi dry hair is draped behind her. It's beautiful.

In the living room, the curtains are drawn, and the chandelier overhead emits a soft warm light.

On the sofa, Rong Manfang was looking through the language enlightenment picture book that had been for quite some years. When she heard the sound of footsteps, she looked sideways.

She stood up and called with a smile, "Miss Yin."

Maybe the warm light always makes people feel warm. At this time, in Rong Manfang's eyes, Yin Mo is a beautiful and tender girl.

Yin Mo didn't notice the movement behind the slope. He hurried to Rong Manfang, held her arm and said, "aunt, just call me Yin mo."

They sat down side by side. Rong Manfang looked at her very carefully and liked it more and more. "Mo Mo, you worked hard last night."

"No." Yin Mo picked up the water cup on the table and handed it to her, "how do you feel?"

Rong Manfang took the water cup and smiled. "It's nothing. When you are old, you can't stand the toss. It makes you worry."

Yin Mo pressed his curiosity and politely said a few polite words to her.

Rong Manfang has been isolated from the world for many years. Although her voice is gentle, it is also dumb.

She looked at Yin Mo and tentatively held her hand. "I know everything about Mo Mo and Xiao Chen."

"Aunt?"

Rong Manfang patted her on the back of her hand and said with a choking face, "he is not the illegitimate son of the he family. He is the rightful young master of the he family. He can't return home these years. He can only wander outside. It's too hard.

Momo, aunt, thank you for staying with him. If possible, I hope... You don't dislike him. His origin is cleaner than anyone. He is the eldest son of he Jiatang. "

Yin Mo was stunned and unbelievable, "aunt, you mean..."

Rong Manfang was very excited. She covered her face with one hand and kept shaking her head and whispering, "Xiaochen is not an illegitimate child, but the child she gave birth to."

They are twins, as like as two peas.

Even parents and relatives, it is difficult to tell who is their sister and who is their sister.

It is said that twins have a soul, but Rong Manfang can't think that this kind of heart will also be reflected in feelings.

Thirty years ago, the name Rong Manli was indeed the wife of he Chen's father he Huatang.

At this time, Rong Manfang said in tears: "originally, my name was Rong Manli, but she took everything from me..."

Her name, her lover, her youth, and even her life.

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