"Dear uncle, you're jealous!" Song Qiyue turned sideways, and she leaned on the telescope with one hand, looking at him for a long time.

Mr. Mo still has the same smiling gentle and handsome face, but he indulges her boldness, "I'm just telling my niece what to do, what not to do, what to watch, and what not to see." ”

Song Qiyue choked, "I don't believe it!" Then why do you say, what is there to look good about other men? ”

As she spoke, her hand moved again, tugging at the hem of his suit.

"It's really not good, if you want to see it, I'll find some male models for you, so that you can see enough." Mo Zhengyan held her hand, gently dropped it and stroked it, "Okay, I've visited the Seven Star Mansion, let's go to the next attraction." ”

He strode away, Song Qiyue followed behind him, she jumped to his side and followed, "You said it yourself, you want to find a male model to show me, but you are not allowed to break your promise!" Don't want more, just find twelve, exactly a dozen ......."

Mr. Mo ignored her, just glanced at her lightly.

The look in that look means - you really want to!

In the afternoon, I visited a few scenic spots, but it was also fun. In the evening, I had dinner in an elegant restaurant. After nightfall, the car slowly drives through the city streets, and you can enjoy the night view. The lights are blurred, the neon is shining, it is a city that never sleeps.

It's just that even Mo Zhengyan discovered one thing, "It's not like you're here to play with me today, on the contrary, I'm like I'm here to accompany you." ”

Look at her freshness and enthusiasm, it's like she's on a trip!

"What's the matter, I've been with you for a day, eating, playing and chatting. Accompaniment, you are so ungrateful! Song Qiyue leaned against the car window and looked at the scenery.

Three. Accompany? Her definition is really different!

Mo Zhengyan raised his eyebrows, "You are from Haicheng, and you seem to be very unfamiliar with this place." ”

"Oh, that's because I haven't been back in a few years."

"How many years?"

"Three years."

"Why don't you come back?"

"I'm too busy at work, and I don't have a chance."

"Busy for the New Year?" Mo Zhengyan was about to break the trend of asking the casserole to the end, Song Qiyue haha, "Even if I come back for the New Year, just a few days, I'd rather sleep lazy than run around." ”

"So you're not just a foodie, you're also a lazy worm."

"Hehe, you found out, then I'll borrow your leg and lie down now." Without waiting for him to agree, Song Qiyue lay down directly, pillowed his legs, and closed her eyes.

His large hands fell, playing softly with her hair.

Song Qiyue was really tired, and in the bumps, she seemed to be back to that night.

Three years ago, on the night she dragged her suitcase, and all her belongings were no more than a thousand yuan in cash, and she just left.

"Wake up, it's almost there." She was awakened by a gentle male voice, Song Qiyue opened her eyes in a daze, she saw Mo Zhengyan's good-looking handsome face, her eyes were smiling, and she was looking at her, "You can really fall asleep." ”

"Where is this?"

"I'm almost at the hotel where you're staying, see you're tired, send you back first, go to sleep." He whispered so softly.

Song Qiyue couldn't get up, so he wrapped his waist, "I want to sleep with you." ”

"How old are you, and where do you still sleep with your uncle?" He was clearly playing dumb.

"I'm going to sleep with you." She began to touch his waist playfully, without scruples or restraint.

The workshop was cramped, she was still lying on top of him, her hand reached directly into the placket of her shirt, and touched his skin, warm and slippery, firm, she played with it and touched it for a while. Suddenly, he held it down, and she saw a hint of depth in his eyes, and his body temperature under his palm was also burning a little.

Song Qiyue even noticed that a certain part of his pants was already bulging.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down, whispering softly, "Zhengyan, you have a reaction." ”