Mo Zichen: "......" Is a person of his age standing here being ignored?

Zhou Xiaoyu's words made Ling Feng very happy, she now actually has the function of automatically blocking men!

He reached out to help her straighten out the mask that was a little crooked, and said, "I didn't lie to you, Zhou Dong will definitely wake up?"

Zhou Xiaoyu nodded and laughed! The kind of smile that was very large, although there was no sound, but his eyes were crooked like crescent moons, "I'm so happy! By the way, thank you, Mo Zichen!"

Mo Zichen's face softened, and he said to the two people angrily: "It's finally a human word!"

"What do you mean?" Feelings, I didn't say human words before? Zhou Xiaoyu was puzzled, and her eyes widened and she looked at her husband for answers.

"Hmph, ignore him, he's not normal here!" Ling Feng said, pointing to his head.

"Damn, can I still talk properly?, why am I not normal?" Mo Zichen sat down again in a fit of anger.

Ling Feng: "You don't understand what the bad people in this land say!"

"Okay, shut up! After speaking, Mo Zichen turned his eyes to look at Zhou Xiaoyu: "What trick are you playing again? Addicted to wearing a mask?"

Zhou Xiaoyu was a little nervous: "No... Nothing!"

"She's got a cold!What's the matter with you?" Ling Feng stood up for his wife.

"Hey, come to me if you have a cold! Incurable diseases can't be cured, headaches and colds are still fine, don't you say?" said Mo Zichen and wanted to take off her mask.

"Ahh

Mo Zichen smiled angrily and said: "If you have a cold, your breath needs to circulate, and it's not easy to cover it! I'm just helping!"

"Get out!" Ling Feng shouted!

"Hehe! interesting, what would be the reason for wearing a mask in the house?" Mo Zichen squinted at Zhou Xiaoyu.

Zhou Xiaoyu's heart beat suddenly, and her face was red for a while, even if she was wearing a mask, she couldn't stop the red at the base of her ears.

Ling Feng watched the changes on his wife's face, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, does this mean that his wife has already confessed? Her face is so thin, did he do something too much in the morning?

"Why don't you get out of here, do you want me to send you out with my fist?" Ling Feng threatened with a calm face as he looked at Mo Zichen, who was about to get to the bottom of it.

Mo Zichen's right eyelid jumped, and he stood up suddenly: "Just go, beg me not to stay." I'm going to see our little Qingqing!" After saying that, he walked out very excitedly.

"Sick, right?" Zhou Xiaoyu turned his head to look at Ling Feng.

"But don't worry, he's a doctor!"

Mo Zichen, who had just walked out of the door, stopped, what was the situation? Ling Feng would still laugh? It had never been in his memory!

Turning around and gently pushing the door open, the two looked at each other happily, as if they had the whole world in each other's eyes. He had to admit that the power of love was great, and even this kind of zombie face could be touched, incredible!

He pursed his lips and gently closed the door, and walked away with envy in his eyes!

Wen Qing, who was recuperating in the villa, was relaxed and fattened a lot because no one disturbed her.

Mo Zichen thought about the beauties in the villa all the way and rushed over: "How is it? Is it better?" In fact, the nurse and the maid who cooked for her were reported every day, but he still wanted to hear her say it in person before he was relieved.

"Uh...... Okay, why are you here?" Wen Qing was lying on the sofa eating potato chips, basking in the sun, and watching TV comfortably. Hearing his voice, she got up in embarrassment and knocked off the potato chip residue on her body.

"Come and see you! Yes, you've grown meat!" Mo Zichen ignored her questioning tone and looked at her in a good mood and said.

"Huh, where does the meat grow?" Wen Qing was a little depressed, why did she grow meat after being comfortable for so many days?

Mo Zichen smiled and said, "Where do you like to grow meat?"

Wen Qing unconsciously looked down at her chest, and then said in hindsight: "No...... No...... I...... Don't like long meat. ”

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying you have meat there, if you want to grow meat there... Hang!hehehe!" Mo Zichen was amused by his explanation!

"I didn't... You... How are you, hooligan?" Wen Qing's face flushed, moist and immature in the sun, like a freshly ripe peach, which was very tempting!

"Hehe! I'll tell you the truth! Qing'er, your face is so red!" Mo Zichen looked at her red face, cute and cute!

"Ignore you! it's not serious at all!" Wen Qing's heart was pounding, and after turning around, she sat on the sofa at a loss and continued to dig out potato chips, but thinking of the meat that had grown, her hand retracted again.

Mo Zichen hooked the corners of his lips and walked to her side and sat down: "Qing'er, I'm sorry, I went too far this time! I was in a hurry, and I lost my mind when my emotions were out of control." When he came back to his senses and looked at her covered in bruises, he almost went to see a psychiatrist. He couldn't believe that he loved her so much, and hurt her so badly! Shouldn't this be the work of a psychopath?

"Alas! It's all gone! Haven't you already said goodbye? Don't mention it!" When she remembered that he tortured her like a devil, her heart still ached faintly! Things had already happened, and she wanted her heart to be as clear as before, and how easy it was to forgive him.

"Do you still want to settle with me?" Mo Zichen asked worriedly.

"I hope, but do you agree?" Wen Qing looked into his eyes for an answer.

"Disagree!" Mo Zichen refused without thinking about it. Even if the mountains are edgeless, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder is gusting in winter, and the rain and snow are raining and snowing in summer, the heaven and the earth will not be in harmony! This is his aim.

"Isn't that all there is to it!" asked me, does it make sense?

Mo Zichen: "......"

"Okay, I've seen you back!" she didn't know why he was here, she didn't feel comfortable at all.

"I miss you, I don't plan to go on!" Mo Zichen looked at her affectionately.

Wen Qing: "......" is too direct, isn't it?

"Whatever you want, I'll watch TV. After speaking, Wen Qing picked up the remote control and changed the channel.

Mo Zichen snatched the remote control: "Don't look at it, accompany me!"

Wen Qing: "......" He is still as willful as before, and he never cares about other people's feelings.

It's not that Mo Zichen can't see the entanglement and resistance in her eyes, it's just that there are many things he can't let go.

To put it bluntly, he was afraid! He was afraid that if he let go, he would lose forever. How he hoped that they could be as noisy as Ling Feng and his wife, year after year, the two hearts could still be as firm as ever!

In fact, Wen Qing sometimes wants to be willful, she wants to be desperate, let go of all burdens, and love vigorously like Zhou Xiaoyu! But she belongs to a particularly rational and rational kind of person, even if it is at her fingertips, she has to be rational and think about it if she can't see it.

"I'm leaving, I'll come and see you another day!" Since she was so reluctant, Mo Zichen was not reluctant, and stood up with a sad face to say goodbye.

Wen Qing was entangled, and when she was thinking about whether she should keep it, Mo Zichen walked out with long legs.

Wen Qing followed to the door, and before going out, Mo Zichen suddenly turned around.

Wen Qing didn't notice that she bumped into her arms, and her nose turned red.

She touched her red nose and complained brightly: "Why do you regret it?"

"I'll take a look!" Mo Zichen held her head, looked at her with teary eyes and asked, "Does it hurt?" "Since you don't care about me, why are you so tight?"

"Not very ...... Hmm!" the word pain didn't come out, and it was swallowed into Mo Zichen's stomach.

Not holding back for a moment, he took her pouting mouth in his mouth and sucked it up like jelly. The honey in her mouth seemed to be sweeter than honey, and she couldn't get enough of it! she licked and sucked inside and out, as if she had to swallow her in her stomach to enjoy it.

The air in Wen Qing's heart became less and less, her whole face turned red, her body couldn't resist, and she was paralyzed after trembling. Just when she was about to suffocate, her lips parted.

She breathed heavily, as if she wanted to make up for what he had just taken.

Mo Zichen's face looked a little better: "Qing'er, why didn't you ventilate just now? I don't want to stop, have you decided to be martyred!" The mood was just right, and he returned to his previous humorous state.

Wen Qing blushed and didn't dare to raise her head, and she couldn't get up.

"Qing'er, don't you want to invite me, embarrassed to speak?" Mo Zichen cheekily teased.

"What are you thinking?" Is it okay to dream in broad daylight? Wen Qing got up slowly, blushing and pulling her messy hair behind her ears.

The corners of Mo Zichen's mouth rose, and he bent down and hugged her.

"Ahh

"What's the ghost called?" felt her body go a little limp, and hugged her to the sofa!

Lying on the sofa, she let go of his neck, and her eyes were blurred and charming with her face that had been finely carved like a magic axe!

With such a lethal demeanor, Mo Zichen couldn't resist, and his heart was rippling.

In an instant, the tall figure was tightly covered, and the two hot bodies were tightly pressed together.

Kiss, densely falling!Heart, trembling and throbbing!

After a long time of slowly extending from the kiss, after the rapid breathing, the clothes of the two fell off, and their bodies and minds were sweating!

The scenery in the house is beautiful......

The time is short, only once.

Mo Zichen got up from the delicate beauty with a reluctant face: "Are you okay, Qing'er?"

If it weren't for the injuries on her body, how could he have such good self-control braking?

"No... It's okay!" After each other handed over the tenderness, Wen Qing was like water, her eyes were silky, she got up shyly and picked up the clothes on the ground, and just wanted to put them on her body, Mo Zichen's voice came out: "Are you sure this dress can still be worn?"

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, looked at the clothes in her hand, dizzy, no buttons!

She looked up angrily, and just happened to see Mo Zichen's playful eyes.

Her mind was flying, she looked down and saw the intact white shirt on the ground, a trace of cunning flashed in her eyes, and she decisively picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on her body, and then ran upstairs at a high speed!

After closing the door, Wen Qing looked proud: Hehe!