Mo Chen was lying comfortably in the bathtub, the water temperature was just right, the bathtub was steaming, and there were spices from Qiyu that I didn't know the name. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everything is so harmonious and comfortable, and the tranquility inside the house is very different from the fiery atmosphere outside. It was already dark, but the house was brightly lit, and it looked lively and festive, and almost all the famous families in the city came to congratulate them, and the city lord and the business house also sent people to congratulate.

Mo Chen's room was located in the middle of nowhere, and he was not disturbed much. Mo Chen stretched out and lay in the bathtub, watching the heat slowly rise and disappear into the air.

For staying married and then spending the rest of his life comfortably, Mo Chen did not think that at least for himself, he could spare more than ten years of struggle, and then rely on the resources and connections of the Han family. Moreover, Mo Chen is not without feelings for the red clothes, and the smile and moving posture are extremely gentle.

Mo Chen is not a saint, and it is impossible for him not to know Hongyi's intentions. I don't know how many times I've thought about it, isn't what I'm pursuing is a comfortable life in the future, and now it's almost at my fingertips. Every time Mo Chen thought of this, his chest suddenly felt stuffy, and there was always a voice beating in his heart.

The windows were gently blown open by the wind. "Who?" Mo Chen turned his head vigilantly, only to see the half-hidden window. Mo Chen, who just felt that he was too nervous, suddenly felt a sharp pain for the first time. The angry little face I saw when I looked back was still black, with my hair coiled behind my head, and the familiar face muttered a small mouth. "I said why can't I find you, it turns out that I am preparing to get married." As he spoke, Xiao Hei's eyes gradually moistened, "Are you going to abandon Sister Yiyi and Xiao Hei?" ”

"Why, I was just looking for the scroll, but I just didn't find it. Mo Chen hurriedly explained.

"You're lying, the scroll is clearly in the hall. You just look at other people's young ladies beautifully, like the new and hate the old, and abandon the chaos from the beginning. The originally cute little face suddenly turned into the appearance of pear blossoms with rain.

Mo Chen was suddenly a little at a loss. "Uncle, are you okay, how did I hear someone talking inside." The maid slammed the door. "Uncle, my lord asked me to bring you clothes, and I came in." ”

Mo Chen was startled, Xiao Hei was so frightened that he didn't speak for a while, Mo Chen hurriedly pulled Xiao Hei and pressed it into the bath: "Oh, you come in." I just accidentally dropped my clothes in the water. Mo Chen casually fooled around.

Gently pushing open the door, the maid brought in the big red wedding dress: "The other people are busy, so." ”

"It's okay, just put the clothes there." Mo Chen replied casually. After setting up his clothes, he turned around and prepared to leave. "Wait, isn't this water too cold?" The maid looked up at Mo Chen, who was exposing her upper body in the bathtub, obviously steaming hot, a little timid, but still didn't dare to disobey Mo Chen's order.

Walking to the side of the bathtub and half-bending down, he was about to stretch out his hand, when Mo Chen suddenly stood up and slashed his hand at the back of his head, and immediately fainted to the ground.

Xiao Hei got up from the water, and the water poured down from his head, I don't know if it was because he had held it for too long or because of the temperature of the water, Xiao Hei's red cheeks were particularly cute.

"Why don't you get dressed?" The flushed face is more transparent.

At this time, Mo Chen was even more embarrassed: "Okay, you go and change into that maid's clothes." The soaked clothes clinged to Xiao Hei's body, highlighting the slightly bulging small breasts, but it had a different charm.

"Look at what, you turn around." Mo Chen smiled awkwardly, turned around and continued to enjoy the bath. Xiao Hei slowly took off the clothes on the maid's body: "If it weren't for that scroll, would you still come, if it wasn't for Sister Yiyi, would you stay here?" ”

"Yes." Mo Chen didn't know how to answer, "There are some things that happen and you can't go back, everything is a given." ”

"Alright." Unexpectedly, the clothes were surprisingly suitable, Xiao Hei turned around with a smile, but saw Mo Chen's **** body. "Ah, what are you doing?" Xiao Hei immediately covered his face with his hands, but he looked at Mo Chen's back through the gap between his fingers, and seemed to be a little fascinated.

The broad, sturdy, but not particularly muscular back was obscured by a white shirt and a red gown.

"Let's go." Mo Chen showed a faint smile, excited and nervous in joy. Xiao Hei and Mo Chen walked out of the room, and only the two of them outside would regard this as a fake wedding.

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"Mo Chen, Mo Chen." A familiar voice suddenly echoed in my head, "You've figured it out, it's your wedding later." Mo Chen was suddenly stunned, if it was recognized, it would be a fake wedding in time.

What to do now to run away from marriage? Mo Chen suddenly caught a glimpse of the red clothes on the side. One is a more colorful and moving outfit, and the other is an outfit that I don't know how long it takes. For Mo Chen, he can treat it as just a normal exchange of interests, and for Hongyi, this is a lifelong event.

Mo Chen didn't know what kind of mood he was in, and he didn't know how he spent it, but he never saw the pretty cheeks under the red hijab, and he didn't know what the red clothes were thinking.

In the blink of an eye, it was the middle of the night, it had been a long time since he entered the cave room, and the warm wine sent by the maid was already slightly cold, Mo Chen just took a sip and put down the wine glass. The two didn't say a word, Hongyi just kept rubbing the red handkerchief, nervous and expectant, thinking: "You can't let me speak first, how embarrassing is this." ”

Mo Chen was even more nervous, and he kept waiting, and he was even more overwhelmed when he saw the dignified appearance of the red clothes. "A moment of Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold." For some reason, this sentence always echoed in Mo Chen's mind. When I felt helpless, the wind blew open the window, and the candle flickered a few times, but it was still strong. Mo Chen got up for a while, and got up to close the window. I was stunned in front of the window for a long time, but when I looked back, I saw that the hijab of the red coat had been removed.

Seeing Mo Chen's gaze, he lowered his head slightly shyly, his pink cheeks were flushed, and his eyes squinted at the ground: "That, it's blown by the wind." ”

The red handkerchief in his hand had already fallen to the ground, and Mo Chen slowly approached the red clothes, who were nervously rubbing their sleeves, and only looked at Mo Chen with his spare eyes. Mo Chen squatted down and picked up the handkerchief. Standing up, his face getting closer and closer to Hongyi, who closed his eyes expectantly, still half-bowing his head. Mo Chen's breath clearly fell on the cheeks of the red clothes, and the cheeks of the red clothes were even more ruddy, and his hands were propped up on the bed.

"Mo Chen." Gentle with a slight nervous whisper. The heat rising in Mo Chen's belly carried a certain desire.