Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Say a little kiss, but it almost never ends.

Seasonal warming symbolically pushed him, usually unable to push, especially now wrapped in this way, and completely unable to force.

Her lips and teeth tangled, her eyes closed, and the man's arm held her under her armpit as he nearly took her out of the water.

Seasonal Warm remembers the wound on his back. Now his arms must not force forward like this. His subconscious hurried back. He was suddenly kissed and his bright red lips moved: “No, you have injuries. ”

Even if this long kiss was terminated before it could be unpacked, the season warmth was still red and more delicate in the vaporization of the water.

Mo Jing dropped her kiss in the corner of her mouth, then kissed her cheek, then fell in between her ears, and the dull voice was very light and gentle: "Know what I was thinking when you suddenly knelt in front of me that day? ”

“… think about what? ”

“I'd rather you kneel on your back in bed and beg forgiveness than see you kneel in front of me that way if you want to fly right back to Sea City.” When Mo Jing's deepest words came down, he suddenly bit her in the white ear cavity. The season was warm and painful for a while, and he heard a man mute: “Knowing that I was as intolerant as I could be, I dared to kneel down. You deliberately, huh? ”

Seasonal warmth shrunk around his neck in the water, feeling the man's oppression coming and squeezing into this little barrel.

“I know you haven't eaten or drank in days, I'm afraid you can't stand it, I'm too anxious, plus those people keep staring at me, if I don't pretend to be a little helpless, I could have shot myself in the head at any time, I have to live with you in double jets, I don't want to die.” The lower the noise the warmer the season, the finer the murmur.

He stared at her with his eyes open, silent, and caressed his hands on her back brain, stopping between her dark hair.

Seasonal warmth suddenly rose in his eyes: “deep in ink...”

“Hmm?”

She slapped her lower lip, and the tone made it a little scary: “They said you weren't involved in the dark, so when this is over, can we go straight back to Haicheng? Or do you want to go back to America with Nan Heng? ”

The man looked at her long haired face, a few smiles on her lips and touched her wet hair: “Wanna go back to Haicheng? ”

“I'm still at home, and I may need some time to digest and forget these days, and I'm afraid my baby won't take it if I'm so nervous all the time.” She said, soaking her hands in the water gently on her flat stomach.

Mo Jingdeep inside her eyes was a soft light, watching her move underwater, her lips slightly flashed: "Okay, we'll go back to Haicheng when things are resolved here. ”

“Well, I'll wash a little longer. You don't have to help me. Just soak a little more in the water. I'll help you when you bathe. ”

The ink view sounded deep and turned to bring her the clean white dress on the bed and put it aside.

When she comes out of the barrel after taking a bath, she may not have had such intimate contact in a while, but she may have just experienced a life and death. I always felt that this familiar and strange man in front of her helped her to take a bath, which made her a little embarrassed...

So when Mo Jingshen was about to put on her dress, Season warmed up and looked at him in a twisted fashion: “Can't you close your eyes? ”

Ink took a deep glance at her cheek, which she didn't know was red by hot blisters or reddished by a temporary shyness: “Not closed. ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

Good. Just got back and regained his right to be a husband.

After about a few seconds of stalemate, Seasonal Warm lifted his arms in a compromised manner.

When the man helped her put on her clothes, in order to relieve the embarrassment of standing in front of him naked, the season warmed up and said: “Do you think I'm getting a little fat? ”

Ink is helping her tie the white thin belt in front of her dress, her long fingers travel between the thin belts and her voice is faint: “The torment of these days, obviously a thin circle, how can you possibly be fat? ”

“But I'm pregnant. I get fat when I'm pregnant. ”

The man tied the tape for her and lifted his hand to put the long hair on her shoulder behind her. There was no hair dryer, but only natural wind drying. At the same time, he looked at her carefully from top to bottom because of her words, and finally said: “I lost at least five pounds. ”

“ …… ”

She said fat, he said skinny!

“Besides, who told you you'd be fat if you got pregnant? How long have you been here? It will take at least two months for the tummy to see that there will be no change in shape. ”

“How do you know? Have you ever read anything about pregnancy? ”

“…” Mo Jing glanced suddenly into his arms, wearing the scent of a bath, her cheeks still had a little red flutter.

He rolled his throat, staring at her side face, and through the lights in the compartment, he could clearly see her long, curved eyelashes and warm, clear outlines of her cheeks.

“Two months ago, when Sister-in-law Chen arrived, she would whisper these things beside me. Let me always notice if you are pregnant or not. She worried that you were not cared for in T City, so she would often say a few words after I returned to the Imperial Garden after work.” Men's voices are dull.

“Ha, Grandpa and Sister-in-law Chen add up, it's like rushing a big army, a big captain and a deputy captain...”

……

Watching Ink deep from a bloodstained black shirt filled with a big, decadent, cold BOSS to a clean white T-shirt, Ink, Season Warm sat in bed watching the man cleaning up his beard and seeing almost lost his god.

Adult men almost always don't shave for a day or two will grow some fuzz, ink depth used to be this clean, good image, good temperament, any stop is a landscape, his appearance of not fixing the margins these days is another feeling, not ugly, even touching the little admiration and excitement hidden in the woman's heart, extraordinarily good and attractive.

However, she quickly regained consciousness and saw the wound behind him in the shower that needed to be repaired by the base doctor, so she quickly put away the bloody black shirt on the ground.

“Fortunately, Nan Heng's body is about the same as yours. You don't feel uncomfortable wearing his T-shirt at all, but...” Seasonal Warm walked behind him, and a girl's heart pounded like, "You look more approachable in a T-shirt than you look in a shirt...”

Though he was way past the age of a student, this man had just taken a shower to clean up the mess and wore it so casually, it looked like a campus male god on the university campus who could easily make a girl fool of herself, absolutely everywhere a bunch of little pussies followed him.