Mrs. Ji was shocked, pushed her daughter away, and pulled Ling Jiayu with a kind look on her face: "Hey! That's good! Go to grandma and let grandma see! Hey, how did you carve it out of the same mold as your father? It's so cute......"

"Hehehe......" everyone burst into laughter!

In this way, a group of people talked for a whole afternoon.

After they left, Mrs. Ji seemed to be really alive, and said to her husband with a smile in her eyebrows: "Shaoqing, do you think this is my son's arrangement?"

Father Ji obviously didn't believe in some ghosts and gods, but he still comforted his wife: "Maybe! My son saw that you were living too hard in the spirit of heaven, so he sent his beloved woman to your side to accompany you, so you have to live well and live for your son." ”

Ever since his son had gone, he had always known that she wanted to leave, but how could he allow her to do so. Therefore, he sent someone to check his son's past, arranged her in his son's store, and showed her his son's video to let her know his son's past thoughts. He thought that maybe distraction would relieve her stress and pain!

Finally one day, she called him excitedly and said: she discovered a big secret of her son, that is, his son once liked a woman, and in the end his son died for her. In other words, the death of the son was not accidental, it was voluntary!

In fact, he knew it thoroughly, but he still pretended to be surprised: "It turns out that the son is willing, not accidental! From then on, his wife's temperament was much gentler.

As the sun set, Mo Zichen returned to Ling Feng's house to pick up his daughter in a drunken state.

Mo'er covered her mouth and fanned the pungent wine in disgust: "I know how to drink, no wonder my mother wants to leave!" In this way, if she were her mother, she would leave without hesitation.

Mo Zichen ignored her objections, hugged her on his lap, and pricked her with slightly exposed stubble.

"You let me go! Mo'er struggled with her short legs.

Mo Zichen grabbed her daughter and said with a sad face: "Do you dislike me as much as your mother?"

Mo'er couldn't move, her face flushed and she said, "Wrong! I hate you more than my mother! The stupid mother actually holds her mobile phone in a daze every night, and I don't know what to say about her." ”

Mo Zichen was slightly stunned, then squeezed his daughter's arm tightly, and asked her expectantly: "Is it really fake? Are you waiting for my call?" He didn't believe it, and even felt unbelievable!

Mo'er felt that the strength on her arm was unbearable, and roared angrily: "Ah...... Let go! You're hurting me! I'm going to tell Aunt Xiaoyu that you're bullying me!"

Mo Zichen's face changed greatly, and then he let go of his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I was too excited just now! No...... Mo'er, is what you said true? Does your mother hold her phone in a daze every night? Won't your father dislike her when he sees it?"

Mo'er ignored him who was in a hurry, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his reddened arms, and then rubbed them carefully.

Mo Zichen felt a little guilty, took her hand away and looked at it: "Let's go, Dad will come home and smear you with medicine." ”

Mo'er glared at him, rolled down her sleeves and discussed with him: "En...... Can I stay here?"

"Why do you like to live here?" Mo Zichen asked, touching her daughter's hair.

"Because Ling Jiayu is here, I'll just share a room with him. Mo'er said innocently.

"Poof!" Zhou Xiaoyu burst into laughter!

Mo Zichen glanced at Ling Feng.

I saw Ling Feng say with a smile: "I don't mind raising a child daughter-in-law!"

"I mind!" Mo Zichen pulled down his face and walked out with his baby in his pocket.

From afar, Ling Feng and his wife could still hear Mo'er's accusation: "Let me go...... I'm going to live at Aunt Xiaoyu's house...... Everyone agreed, why do you have to force me?"

Mo Zichen has a black line: "......" daughter, what about your reserve?

Zhou Xiaoyu hugged Ling Feng's arm and smiled: "Husband, I think Mo'er is quite a good match for our family's reputation." What do you think?"

Ling Feng blew her nose: "Let them make their own decisions about their son's affairs, and we just have to enjoy our happy life." ”

The corners of Ling Jiayu's mouth rose not far away, and his heart was indescribably comfortable.

Ling Jiafan was not happy to listen to his parents' conversation, he turned his head to look at Ling Jiayu and warned: "I tell you, don't rob Mo'er with me, otherwise you will lose very badly!"

Ling Jiayu glanced at him disdainfully and walked to the study on the second floor. He is not afraid, because he thinks that the two are not comparable.

As soon as Ouyang Bingyin woke up, it was getting dark, and she hadn't had jet lag in the past two days.

I looked at my watch, oh my God! It's past five o'clock.

Thinking that her appearance in his lounge would inevitably cause misunderstanding, she hurriedly got up and ran out without caring about her own appearance.

Hey, Mu Haotian is not in the office outside, where did he go?...... It can't be that you're still drinking, right?

Thinking of this, she rushed out, opened the room where she was eating, and just wanted to rush in, she hit a wall of flesh, which made her dizzy!

Mu Haotian looked at her in a daze, his heart softened for a while, and the desperate words he said before were suddenly left behind by him, "Bingyin, you...... Why are you back again?"

Ouyang Bingyin touched the tip of his sour nose and raised his head unhappily: "Have you drunk it until now?"

Mu Haotian put away the smile on the corner of his lips, pulled his hand to touch his nose and put it on his heart, and said aggrievedly: "Do you still know how to care about me?

Ouyang Bingyin's hand touched his strong and powerful heart, his face turned red all of a sudden, and his originally open palm shrank into a fist because of feeling his heat, she pushed it lightly and whispered, "Why are you annoying?"

This cat-like voice suddenly made Mu Haotian's heart itch unbearably, and quickly sealed her lips.

Ouyang Bingyin was shy, his face was hot, "Hmm...... Grace ......"

It was already evening time for the guests, and the strange gaze of this person made her want to find a hole to get into.

She pushed him, but she couldn't move!

She wanted to scold him, but her mouth was tightly gagged.

It wasn't until she was so soft and sloppy in his arms that he couldn't get up that he let go of her lips.

The stamina of the wine is great, Mu Haotian's eyes have seen that people have double shadows, looking at the beauty lying softly in his arms, he swallowed the saliva in his mouth and asked: "Huh, what's the matter? Why are there so many ice sounds?"

Ouyang Bingyin was confused, what does it mean that a lot of Bingyin is easy to earn?

Then Mu Haotian suddenly turned his face, glared at her with a fierce face, and pinched her chin fiercely to murder her: "You are not Ouyang Bingyin!

Ouyang Bingyin looked at him a little confused in pain, "What are you talking about Mu Haotian?

Mu Hao shook his head subconsciously and then stumbled: "You don't ...... No...... Ice Sound! Ice Sound is in ...... In my heart...... It's a one-of-a-kind ...... Alone...... Unique ...... This...... How can there be a ...... here? So much ice ...... Ice sound, ah?......"

Hehe...... It turned out to be drunk.

Ouyang Bingyin shook his head amusedly, directly pulled his claws off, and dragged him to the lounge in the office.

Seeing him staggering on the bed, Ouyang Bingyin climbed onto the bed in a very good mood and thought: Every time he takes advantage of her, today he can finally do whatever he wants, hehe!

Thinking about it, she leaned in front of him and pinched his face vigorously, wow!

Fingers traced the outline of his face, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: How much virtue did such a handsome face have to accumulate in exchange?

I knew that he was very handsome since he was a child, but Ling Feng's indifferent appearance to her successfully aroused her attention and competitiveness. The so-called what you can't get is always the best, maybe it's a psychological portrayal of her at that time!

And Mu Haotian has been following her to protect her and please her, but it makes her feel that she is high and deserves to be loved and sought after by everyone.

So much so that she is like a proud princess, and her heart is very high! She can't get enough to chase after her life, but she can't look down on what she can get! She is so cheap! So she deserves to suffer so much!

Mu Haotian, who was dazed and drunk, was like an innocent child, sometimes grinning, sometimes frowning, and Ouyang Bingyin, who was watching, teased him a little helplessly: "Stupid! Mu Haotian, I fell in love with you unconsciously, didn't you expect it?"

Not only did he not expect it, but she also didn't expect that Ouyang Bingyin asked and answered in her heart.

Mu Haotian turned over without warning and pressed her under him, Ouyang Bingyin's face suddenly turned red to his neck, looking at him who was actually asleep in a daze, she boldly kissed his seductive and sexy lips.

Just after a few puffs, Mu Haotian was like a fierce beast that had been dormant for a long time and suddenly woke up, opened his dangerous gaze, and then his hand wandered freely on her body!

Ouyang Bingyin immediately regretted his ignorant actions, but he could only be like a lamb to the slaughter, "Mu Haotian...... I...... Ah......h

Mu Haotian, who was drunk, suddenly broke out, looking at the prey under him, he was bound to press down and seal her mouth first.

After a long time, the two became one.

Ouyang Bingyin's face was pale in pain, and he almost turned his back!

Then, because his rhythm gradually slowed down, Ouyang Bingyin's discomfort slowly disappeared, replaced by a trace of satisfaction, a trace of sweetness!

The charm of the whole room slowly calmed down in the crazy entanglement between the two.

Early the next morning, Mu Haotian was woken up by thirst after half a night of drunken and crazy exercise. It's just a scene in front of him, and he jumped for the truth!

Who is this woman whose face is covered by her hair?

How could she be lying on his bed? He had no impression of the fragments.