"Damn. Han Changqing looked confused, what's going on with this thing?

But the kiss marks, from his body, kept spreading.

On the neck and face, there are several "kiss marks", as red as a woman's lips have kissed, Han Changqing took the water and kept rinsing his body, but unfortunately he couldn't wash it off.

"What's the situation?" Han Changqing instantly stepped back and looked at his body.

Upstairs, inside the bedroom.

Xiao Mohan took a big stride and rushed towards the bathroom, after taking a shower, he looked in the mirror in a daze, he clenched his fists, pulled over the nightgown and put it on, and strode out.

"Mo Han. Gu Chuyan took the feeding bottle, walked in, and saw that the man's hair was wet and the water was dripping down his handsome face, she whispered, "Why don't you wipe it?"

Xiao Mohan's silent black eyes stared at the woman's beautiful little face.

His slender legs moved towards her.

"Chuchu. Xiao Mohan stepped forward, hugged her, walked towards the bed, and pressed her to the edge of the bed, and the man looked at her with a "heavy heart".

Gu Chuyan's beautiful little face was full of smiles, and her apricot eyes looked at him.

"What's wrong, are you in trouble?" Gu Chuyan stretched out her hand, touched Xiao Mohan's face, and said jokingly, "Otherwise, is your eldest aunt here?"

Xiao Mohan narrowed his long, narrow and deep eyes, stared at her apricot eyes, and whispered, "It's worse than that." ”

"What?" Gu Chuyan listened, confused.

The man reached out, clasped her jade hand, and stretched it forward.

"At the beginning, you open it and see for yourself. Xiao Mohan's magnetic voice seemed to bewitch her, and according to her words, he whispered, "You have to open it yourself." ”

Gu Chuyan was stunned, watching him press her hand and grab the corner of her nightgown.

"Xiao Mohan, what are you doing in broad daylight?" Gu Chuyan blushed, looking at the man who had just finished taking a shower, and his body exuded a faint fragrance of shower gel, which smelled so good.

Her fingertips trembled a little, her wrist was clasped by him, and the man said hoarsely, "Look at it, you will know." ”

"Okay. Seeing this, Gu Chuyan didn't plan to let her go.

For this reason, she closed her eyes, pulled hard, and lifted it.

Xiao Mohan stood in front of her, stretched out his hand to straighten her face, and said in a deep voice: "Chuchu, open your eyes and take a look." ”

Gu Chuyan blushed and wanted to scold him for being improper, but when she opened her eyes, she was stunned, pointed at him and said, "This....what color are you dyed? No, who kissed you?"

She stared at Xiao Mohan, the male wind root base that men were proud of.

That base is actually blue and red, dyed with seven kinds of faces, and in the middle, there is actually a kiss mark, a particularly deep kiss mark, like a woman's sexy lip print.

"Xiao Mohan, who kissed it?" Gu Chuyan raised her little face and stared at Xiao Mohan's dark eyes and asked.

Xiao Mohan turned around and sat down beside her.

"You try, huh?" Xiao Mohan picked her chin, his lips were in her ear, and said in a very seductive voice: "Otherwise, how do you know it's not you?"

"Slap" Gu Chuyan listened, raised her hand, and pulled it towards him.

Xiao Mohan clasped her wrist, her tall body, bullied her, and said in a deep voice: "You ask your son, what did he do?"

Gu Chuyan listened, raised her head and looked at the sofa.

Xiao Yijue was lying on the sofa, stared at by her, closed his eyes instantly, and snored.

"Look. Seeing this, Xiao Mohan was obviously even more angry.

Gu Chuyan listened, stretched out her hand to hug Xiao Mohan's waist, and whispered: "Mo Han, don't wronged him! The little lord is still young and ignorant, and besides, how can he get it? It must be a misunderstanding." ”

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