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Shu Mo looked up at him and said, then looked down at his book again.

After he took a bath, he never seemed to like to wear pajamas, and every time he just wore a bath towel.

This made Shu Mo a little afraid to look at him.

Yin Tianchao wiped his head as he walked towards the bed, sat down beside her, and glanced at his phone.

"Can I recognize my son?"

This is a text message sent to him by Ding Wenya.

After Yin Tianchao read it, he deleted it casually, and he didn't mean to give her back to the past. Then she threw her phone casually on the bedside table, and reached for the book in her hand.

"It's still early, I'll see later. Shu Mo wanted to get his book back, but he had already put it on the bedside table, and he lifted the quilt and sat in, and the bath towel on his waist was also ripped off and thrown on the bed on the side.

Shu Mo subconsciously closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at him.

This man, why is this like this?

When he was outside, why didn't that serious look look like it at all?

"What eyes are closed?" a warm voice sounded above her head, "I'm wearing pants!"

Ga?!

Shu Mo's eyes reflexively opened and looked towards him.

Sure enough, the horns were lifted, and he sat on the bed, but it didn't cover him. He was indeed wearing boxers.

What kind of bath towel do you wear with your pants?

Shu Mo slandered in his heart.

"Just want to see how you react. Yin Tianchao said this thoughtlessly.

"Huh?" Shu Mo couldn't respond to his thoughts at all.

"Why do I think your reaction is getting slower and slower?" Yin Tianchao looked at her with a smile.

Shu Mo couldn't figure out what he meant at all, how could he feel that he seemed to be in a good mood?

Why hasn't it been affected at all?

"What do you want? such a tangled look?" Seeing that she didn't speak, he reached out and hugged her, his wise eyes looked directly at her, and asked in a deep voice.

Shu Mo raised his eyes to look at him, thought for a while and asked, "You...... Doesn't it have any impact at all?"

Yin Tianchao looked at her indifferently: "What impact should it have?"

Suddenly, Shu Mo curled his lips and raised a light smile of relief, and nodded, "Well, I know, I understand." It really didn't matter, I knew what to do. ”

"Only now?" he looked at her meaningfully, as if he was not very pleased with her somewhat sluggish response.

Shu Mo looked at him seriously, "It's too late to know now, in short, just don't be affected." It's not early, go to bed. ”

As he spoke, he slid down, meaning to sleep.

However, how could the Yin Heavenly Dynasty be so easy to get her wish?

When she was about to slide down, the big palm directly controlled her, scooped her into his arms again, and quickly bullied her one after another, which pressed her under her.

His weight wasn't completely on her, and his hands were on his sides to control his weight.

Fingers brushed the strand of hair on her forehead, and then the fingertips gently rubbed her smooth forehead. He didn't speak, just repeated his movements.

The other hand was holding her cheek.

His eyes looked at each other, his gaze burning hot, as if with a powerful magic, sucking her deep discs in.

She didn't avoid his gaze, just looked back at him so gently and elegantly.

The hands on the sides seemed to be a little helpless, and then after being at a loss, they unconsciously hugged his waist.

His palms were rough, caressing her smooth and tender cheeks, rippling layer upon layer, and then arousing circles of throbbing.

It seems that at this moment, time stands still.

Everything is so beautiful.

It was so beautiful that he didn't want to destroy the silence and tranquility at this time, and her sparkling look full of tenderness.

Yin Tianchao never thought that one day there would be such a woman lying under him that made his heart beat and throb.

And he looked at her so gently, enjoying all the good things she brought him.

At the end of the day, the time they spent with each other was so short. But the two of them felt as if they had known each other for a long time, and everything was developing so fast, but it was so natural.

There is no compulsion and discomfort, and there is no unnaturalness. Everything is so smooth and smooth, it can even be said that they have reached the point where they know each other well.

"Mo. ”

It took a long time for Yin Tianchao to issue such a word, calling her name so tenderly.

This is the first time he has called her so intimately, he used to call her "Shu Mo", and last night when he was excited, he called her "Momo".

Listening to such an intimate call, Shu Mo couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart, and then raised a warm smile towards him, like the spring sun in March.

This general smile swept his heart, and it also aroused his strong desire.

"Hmm. Shu Mo replied softly, and the eyes that looked at him deepened a little deeply.

She could feel his heartbeat, strong and powerful, even moving her chest.

His chest was pressed against hers, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he gently rubbed against her delicate through her thin pajamas.

It's a little itchy, but it makes her feel numb and very expectant.

Between the legs, the heat burned like a soldering iron.

She could feel that tough.

However, he made no further moves. Still holding her cheek with one hand and caressing her forehead with the other. It was as if he was reluctant to stop this action, so gentle that she completely melted into his tenderness at the moment.

Shu Mo didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment, it was happy and sweet. It's amorous, but it's also ambiguous.

However, there is an irrepressible expectation and desire.

As for what she expects and desires, she knows very well in her heart.

The hand around his waist couldn't help but move gently at his back little by little. And then slowly, slowly going up, but little by little.

It seems to be teasing him, but it is more like giving him a hint.

For her actions at this time, Yin Tianchao was very satisfied.

The corners of her lips hooked up a satisfied smile, and her eyes as deep as a pool of clear pools burned at her.

It seemed to suck her whole body in, but he was reluctant to make her feel a little unhappy.

The big palm moved away from her face at some point, unbuttoning her pajamas.

Shu Mo's flushed face couldn't be removed, and there was no second choice except to look at him.

In the middle of the night, people were quiet, but there were bursts of whispering.