Mo Lusheng was stunned, and after looking at the sturdy body of the beautiful man next to him from top to bottom, he first swallowed his saliva silently, and then shouted:

"Ye Muting?!" The voice was so loud that according to Mr. Ye, who was pretending to be calm at the time, he ...... He was almost deaf.

But the louder voice was Xuan Qingheng on the other side of the phone, who was already facing a complete collapse:

"Ye Muting?!How are you with him?"

Before Mo Lusheng could explain, the phone was snatched away by a slender and white hand, and the cold words rang out:

"My wife and I don't need to worry about Mr. Xuan, thank you Mr. Xuan for taking care of my wife in the past few years, but she will be just me in the future. ”

After speaking, she hung up the phone, obviously declaring her sovereignty, but Mo Lusheng heard the meaning of showing off, was it her illusion?

Mo Lusheng looked down at the new pajamas on his body, as well as the ** figure of the beautiful man opposite, and bounced up from the bed suddenly.

Crash suddenly:

"Ahh!!h

Ye Muting smiled evilly: "What? Don't pretend to have amnesia? I remember that I didn't tell you what my name was."

Who is my wife? Is there a third person here besides you?"

Mo Lusheng looked sluggish, then pointed to Ye Muting's handsome face, and said incoherently:

"Great, we're all adults, we just got some sleep. I, I'm not your wife. ”

Ye Muting raised her sword eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Mo Lusheng from top to bottom, her eyes lingered on her chest for a while, maybe she had just accidentally opened the button. It was snow-white, and Ye Muting's mouth was dry when he saw it.

Well, I touched it last night, and it feels pretty good.

After reading it, he tried his best to suppress the evil fire in his body: "Hmm, adult, just sleeping? What, it seems that your wife is not ready to be responsible for me? Then let's do it again."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and scooped the stunned Mo Lusheng into his arms

Carefully dodging her injured hand, he crushed her underneath him.

Mo Lusheng hasn't come to his senses yet, how can this person be so shameless, obviously he took advantage of himself, and he said it so high-soundingly, and let her be responsible?

Mo Lu angrily tugged at the clothes on his body, annoyed and angry: "Ye Muting, you are a fucking scumbag." ”

Ye Muting teased her and untied her clothes, while raising her eyebrows and smiling, not angry at all:

"Well, no matter how scummy I am, my mother is also your mother. ”

Hearing this, Mo Lusheng suddenly stopped moving, suddenly stopped, and was silent.

I'm afraid that the air will suddenly be quiet or something.

Ye Muting looked at her appearance, thought about it slightly, and reached out to tie her the buttons of his shirt that had been completely unbuttoned one by one.

Holding her uninjured hand, she tried to change the subject: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

Mo Lusheng glanced at him, didn't say anything, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Early in the morning, will she be hungry?

Ye Muting was a little embarrassed, a normal glance, but why did he read the meaning of contempt from it.

While washing, Mo Lusheng looked at the newly prepared toiletries, and felt an indescribable taste in his heart.

How do you feel that they have the feeling of an old husband and wife?

He was still as attentive as before, but it also made her easy to lose herself.