The old couple didn't dare to shirk anymore when they heard the words, so they accepted it.

The chicken killed was an old hen, the chicken soup was fragrant, An Ran took a deep breath on the steaming hot air that came out when the lid was lifted, the cold air in her body seemed to be dispelled at once, her long eyelashes were soaked, and her eyes were full of longing.

The old woman laughed out loud when she saw her, wiped her hands and hurriedly filled her with a steaming bowl of grain.

An Ran held the soup bowl and jumped his feet hotly.

Dressed in wide clothes, he came out of the kitchen while shrinking his hands while burning, and leaned over to bite a piece of it, but finally put down his mouth, but the muscle connected to the flesh and bone was as tough as a cow's tendon.

The meat quality of the old hen is strong, and she just wants to cry when she bites it, but that piece of meat just can't get down.

On the contrary, the steam burned her and she couldn't open her eyes.

At this moment, the people in the courtyard somehow dispersed, leaving only Mo Huaiyuan, and even An Ran's little female assistant didn't know where to go crazy.

Mo Huaiyuan stared at her for a while, got up and walked over, took the bowl that burned her little hands red, raised her slender fingers and flicked her forehead lightly, she was in pain, covered her forehead and took a step back, and let go of her little teeth.

"This soup should be stewed to ward off the cold, if you want to eat meat, wait until the day after tomorrow to return to the city." He stared at her and said in a dull voice.

The bowl of chicken was placed on the paint bucket outside the kitchen.

Enron licking. Licked her lips, tasted the mellow fragrance between her teeth and didn't take it again, she was actually not so unseen in the world, so greedy and wanted to eat meat, but she was tired for a day and bitter for a day, and she just wanted to eat something good.

It's like when you are tired all day and no one says "hard work" to her, you meet Mo Huaiyuan.

Mo Huaiyuan looked at her quietly, and his cold eyes bloomed with a bit of strange brilliance.

Through a curtain, the old couple was still busy.

His tall and straight figure walked over, with a bit of strength, and a dangerous sense of oppression followed, until cold eyes could stare above her head.

The hand, forcefully reached under the armpit and hugged her, and under the close gaze, he coldly bowed his head and approached.

"Don't move."

Under the atmosphere of barren mountains and mountains, his handsome and charming eyebrows and eyes became bigger and bigger, and his thin lips were getting closer and closer, until a warm and powerful big palm clasped the back of her head, and he kissed her.

The first time I kissed under sobriety, even though An Ran was stiff and cold sweat was oozing from her palms, her heart was smoked very quietly by the atmosphere of this twilight cooking house.

She didn't move.

Mo Huaiyuan had coldly prepared everything, and any fierce reaction from her was expected, but she didn't expect that she would not resist.

Press a little along her lip line, bite, and kiss shallowly but not deeply. Enter. This light kiss, magnified to the smallest detail, filled the entire sensual world of the two of them. Mo Huaiyuan's coldness and strength shocked An Ran, and when she felt that she was as small as a grain of millet, she was swallowed up and occupied by a little bit, and she couldn't believe that such a strong feeling of palpitations was brought to her by Mo Huaiyuan.

And such a well-behaved An Ran as if stunned, but Mo Huaiyuan was on fire, if she was really like the meat on the board, don't blame him for not being polite, her little acceptance and concession will provoke him to want to chew her up and swallow her like the piece of meat she bites!

The cold breath became hot, so hot that people wanted to hide, Mo Huaiyuan didn't care where it was, in front of whom, if he wanted her, he just wanted it. The long arms tightened her waist, pressed her lips a few times, bit open her teeth and kissed deeply. Holding her cold little tongue made her feel her hot desire......

This fierce rhythm was like a raging storm, which made An Ran's brain buzz in a daze, and he could barely parry this strong crisp. She clenched her little hands into fists and pressed them against his chest in fear.

It's just that this gentle arrival made the out-of-control Mo Huaiyuan suddenly a little sober, the fierce movements gradually stopped, and the cold eyes that opened were facing her ignorant eyes revealing a trace of fear and uneasiness, at that moment, no matter how fierce the thoughts were, they surrendered in advance, Mo Huaiyuan stared at her, and the tide of love in his cold eyes was surging. kissed her little tongue twice, and then he was extremely reluctant to let her go.

The old couple also prepared dinner, and as soon as they lifted the curtain, they warmly entertained them in dialect: "Vice Mayor Mo, we can have dinner......

At the door, the pair of men and women stood warmly, Mo Huaiyuan tightened the little head of the person in his arms with his big palm, took her into his arms, and with a strand of silver on his thin lips, throbbed all over his body, looked at the old woman, and nodded coldly.

An Ran's heart was pounding so violently that it could be heard on his shoulder, and he couldn't control it all at once.

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