Mo Beiyan ate her this, he buried his face in her neck socket, "Mo Nanjue can't see or hear again, he doesn't know what kind of woman is holding at this moment, how can he care about you?"

Su Qingtian's hands trembled and almost dislocated, her eyes were full of tears, she couldn't push him away, but who would sue her, what should she do?

Second Young Master......

In the fitting room, Mo Nanjue did hold something in his hand, but it was not a woman, it was a little fat tiger.

There was no light turned on inside, only an orange sensor lamp, and the light that fell was astringent, Nan Nan raised her little head, and saw that the man's handsome face was immersed in the extremely gloomy darkness, Mo Nanjue hung his head slightly, and the shallow bangs covered the look at the corners of his eyes.

It was an indescribable feeling.

Every move outside is clearly transmitted into the ears, exhaling and inhaling, and even the sound of the wall against the back is heard very clearly.

Just like that night.

Mo Nanjue didn't move, he hugged Nan Nan with his right hand, and his left hand hanging down his side was clenched into a fist, perhaps because of the stimulant injection, the green tendons were tense at this time, and his whole arm was trembling.

Nan Nan noticed his abnormality, the little guy snorted softly, it stood up from the man's arm, grabbed his shoulder with a pair of paws, and stretched out its little tongue to lick the side of his face.

It hummed softly while licking, Mo Nanjue was motionless, wearing a black leather coat with a murderous aura, which seemed to announce the gloomy atmosphere at this time, Tong Ran was not there, Nan Nan had no umbrella, it was so frightened that it didn't dare to lick anymore, and curled up its body and shrunk into his arms.

In the room, Mo Beiyan didn't make any other movements, he propped himself up on the wall with one hand, and the face buried in Su Qingtian's neck didn't lift.

Su Qingtian didn't dare to move, for fear of arousing his thoughts, she held her hands in front of her chest, and her teeth almost bit her lower lip to bleed.

In the middle of the night, the air seemed to be stagnant, and Mo Beiyan's tall figure suddenly shook, and he was about to fall to the side.

Su Qingtian was stunned, and subconsciously reached out to hold his arm, "Young Master, ...... you"

Mo Beiyan opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to be drunk, he smiled, but he couldn't see the smile from this angle, "Are you afraid that I will hurt if I fall?" Qingtian, I didn't expect you to care about me so much. ”

“……”

Su Qingtian thought he was drunk, and when he heard this, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, "I'm looking at you......"

"Don't quibble, you have this heart for me, I have to reward you, right?"

Mo Beiyan was always smiling, he suddenly bent down and carried Su Qingtian onto his shoulders with all his might.

"Ahh

The body suddenly lost weight, Su Qingtian couldn't help screaming, she reached out and pounded the man's shoulder, "You let me down, you let me go......"

Mo Beiyan didn't let go, and carried her a few steps to the bed, where the big bed was covered with lilac sheets, embroidered with mandarin ducks flying with wings.

Mo Beiyan leaned over and put her on the bed, his steps were also a little unsteady, and he laughed when he saw the sheets, "Ouch, even the wedding wedding cloth is ready, let's hurry up and cave the room." ”

Su Qingtian's body couldn't stop retreating towards the back of the bed, Mo Beiyanjun's face was crimson, the smell of wine was not gone, he reached out and ripped open his shirt, and the flying buttons bounced on Su Qingtian's face.

She was so frightened that her voice trembled, "Don't, young master, you should be sober......"

Mo Beiyan could not listen, he reached out and grabbed her ankle, and dragged her under him with a force.