Li Qiao didn't refuse. Looking at he Chen, she bent her lips and went to the door of the guest room to remind her in a low voice, "brother Chen, she's hurt."

"Don't worry." He Chen looked at Yin Mo with a smile, "I don't beat women."

Li Qiao glanced at him and turned to leave.

In the guest room, he Chen slams the door and slowly locks it.

Yin Mo sits on the bed and stares at him warily. He Chen like this is a bit dangerous.

Nervous, Yin Mo wants to seize something to protect herself, but her hand is empty. She can only grasp the sheet and try to calm herself down, "what are you doing locking the door?"

He Chen licked his teeth. "What do you think?"

Yin Mo is a little regretful that he is outspoken and should not have complained about him behind his back.

He Chen is too dissolute, and every time he shares a room with him, Yin Mo instinctively fears and shudders.

At this time, he Chen walked lazily to the end of the bed and sat down, looking at her ankles with low eyes, with a deep face.

Yin Mo curled up his toes and subconsciously pulled up the blanket beside him to cover his legs.

He Chen's eyes are too aggressive, even if he doesn't do anything, it still makes people feel at a loss.

"I can do it, can't I?"

He Chen raised the blanket between his fingers and showed her ankle and her white foot again.

Yin Mo frowned. As soon as he reached for the blanket, his warm finger suddenly touched her instep. "I haven't seen you for a while. I've learned to complain."

"I'm just... Telling the truth." Yin Mo did not move, but felt that the skin he Chen had touched was getting hotter and hotter.

He Chen raised his eyebrows in displeasure, "isn't the truth stupid?"

Yin Mo pursed his lips and didn't speak. He could only stare at his actions with eyes full of vigilance.

Anyway, no matter what she said, he Chen could always retort.

It's useless to talk more, but it's troublesome.

Yin Mo quietly pulled the blanket over his body again, his eyes flashed, "are you here to attack me?"

He Chen raised his eyelids, raised the corners of his lips, reached out and grabbed her cheek, "you dare to set me up, but you're afraid I'll hit you?"

Yin Mo's left face was pinched, soft feel let he Chen fondly pinched and pinched, "courage is not small."

At that moment, Yin Mo's heart was suddenly alarmed, "I'm not..."

The rest was blocked by he Chen.

Not with your mouth, but with your hands.

His thumb pressed on Yin Mo's lips, and his pretty cheek became more and more evil and frivolous. "Don't explain, it's better to tell me how you plan to compensate me."

Yin Mo:

"Make it up to you?"

The radian of he Chen's mouth sank a bit, "don't you want to compensate?"

Yin Mo Tan shook his head. "It's me who got hurt, it's you who threw me. Do you still have the face to compensate?"?

The last few words were blocked by he Chen again.

This time, with your mouth.

He Chen quickly clasped Yin Mo's back neck and leaned forward, grabbing her lip directly.

He wanted to do it the first time he saw her from the lawn.

This woman doesn't know what to do without a lesson.

Yin Mo has seen how superb he Chen's kissing skills are. Even though she struggles to push, she still can't shake him.

The great disparity between men's and women's strength, coupled with Yin Mo's inconvenience, gradually changed the taste of a kiss between the heated bedside.

Yin Mo's breath was blocked by his kiss, and his pushing strength was soft.

And he Chen kisses very deeply, holding the tip of her tongue to nibble from time to time.

Steep ground, Yin Mo eats painful, she opened an eye to bump into he Chen to hold full to promote narrow eyes.

He once again with her bit, licentious lick thin lip, "technology has improved."

Yin Mo's face, steaming, gasping, glared at he Chen, "shameless."

Beauty is alive with anger.

He Chen's throat tightened, and he pulled up the blanket to cover her, which also covered the reverie curve of Yin Mo's chest.

He did not open his face, took out a cigarette box from his trousers pocket, pursed his lips, lit a cigarette, and blew a cigarette on Yin Mo's face, "that's right, you have the capital to make me shameless."

Yin Mo: "yes."

He Chen wiped the water stains on the corners of his mouth with his thumb, raised his eyebrows and said, "what did you talk about with my sister-in-law just now?"

"Didn't you hear that?" Yin Mo gave him a sidelong look and asked sarcastically.

He Chen puffed his cigarette and squinted, "which sentence?"

Yin Mo lowered his eyelids and felt powerless again at the bottom of his heart.

Even in the face of Xiao Yehui, she has never been so helpless.

But he Chen can make her speechless and helpless every time.

Can you see the same thing as a rascal?!

Yin Mo's face was wooden, and his tone did not fluctuate.

At this time, he Chen's eyes were deep, and Yin Mo could not understand the emotion hidden in his eyes. "It's really a good choice not to go back."

Yin Mo's heart was tight, and he retorted, "I can't help it, I..."

"If you can, go now." He Chen glanced at her ankle, sneered and played the gauze, "dare to go down, the other leg is broken by you."

Yin Mo didn't know how many times he was speechless.

Who will stay here and let him be a shameless man if he can go?

Seeing this, he Chen smiles. The sunlight outside the window is reflected at the bottom of his eyes, which is dazzling.

He stretched out his hand again and pinched Yin Mo's face. He leaned over her nose and bit her, "don't kill me. Let me heal my wounds in Nanyang."

Yin Mo dodged for a moment in a trance, and his heart was full of mixed tastes, which he could not tell.

Sometimes she felt like he Chen's plaything in the palm, but occasionally he would show power like hegemony.

In particular, he picked her up from the snow scene, constantly in mind.

It was the first time that she was hugged by a princess, and there were many firsts that he Chen brought to her.

She should have hated him, but she would always sink into the subtle care he gave her.

Yin Mo's mood is heavy, pulls up the blanket to cover on own face, turns over the body back to he Chen, "I am tired."

He Chen observed her carefully, felt her change, and didn't study deeply.

He quietly sat by the bed and smoked a cigarette. When he got up, he dusted the soot on his trousers and said, "come to me next door after jet lag. I didn't let you work hard, but I'm tired. "

Yin Mo covered his face and pretended to sleep.

He Chen turned and left. Before going out, he looked back at her wrists, then pursed his lips and walked out of the guest room.

....

Restaurant, lunch is ready.

Li Qiao leaned her eyes against the back of the chair, not knowing what she was thinking.

Shangyu stands near liulitai to prepare nutrients for her pregnant woman, while Jin Rong looks at her.

From time to time, a few questions emerge: "what is this? What's that? What's the use of eating? Do you have any at home? What brand

He Chen goes into the restaurant and sits directly beside Li Qiao. Seeing that she has been bowing her head and not talking, he thinks that she is worrying about Yin mo.

As a result, he followed Li Qiao's line of sight and saw that she was playing a game with her mobile phone

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