Feng Yichen lightly stirred the corners of his lips, "Of course there are, and there are quite a few, but they have never succeeded." ”

"Such a cow!" Lin Mo sighed, a wicked smile on his lips, "Is there a black history of the prince here, such as love debts and sexual encounters?" ”

Hearing this, Feng Yichen glanced at her, leaned over and raised his lips and whispered in her ear: "Yes, it was that night that the king and Momo were in Xinyue Tower, and Momo was very enthusiastic about the king......

I......

Lin Mo didn't expect to be teased by Feng Yichen, so he pushed him away angrily and pinched some of his fair cheeks.

The finger was taken away, and the skin that Feng Yichen was pinched turned red.

Lin Mo stretched out his hand and touched the pinched red position on Feng Yichen's face, pursed his lips and said, "I just pinched it lightly, and it turned red like this, I don't know how hard I thought I used!" ”

Feng Yichen took Lin Mo's hand and put it to his lips, his voice was warm: "It's okay, it's okay for Momo to be hard." ”

His thin lips moved slightly, and there was a tingling sensation on his fingertips, Lin Mo wanted to pull his hand out uncomfortably, but Feng Yichen pulled her hard and pulled her whole person into his arms.

Lin Mo was caught off guard and pulled to Feng Yichen's lap, raised his eyes and saw him frowning slightly, glared at him and said, "Did you pull the wound?" It's not honest when you're hurt. ”

"Wait, I'll close the door and change your dressing." Lin Mo got up from his lap and walked to the door to close the door.

As soon as the door of her room was closed, she turned around and saw Feng Yichen untying her belt, she was stunned for a moment, and quipped: "The prince took the initiative to take off his clothes, did he want to seduce me?" ”

Regarding Lin Mo's increasingly unserious appearance, Feng Yichen just looked at her dotingly, "Yes, this king just wants to seduce Momo." ”

"Tut~" It's rare to see him so straightforward and not shy.

Lin Mo smacked his tongue and stepped forward, pinching the belt of his middle coat with his fingertips, the tip of his nose against his lips, and lowered his voice with a hint of charm: "Don't run away for a while." ”

After that, I saw Feng Yichen's Adam's apple rolling a little, as if he was nervous.

She revived her bad thoughts, lowered her head, and touched his Adam's apple lightly with her tongue.

Feng Yichen's body stiffened, he took a breath of cool air, he gritted his teeth helplessly, and his voice was low: "This king wants to endure until the time of marriage, Mo Mo is always so flirtatious with this king, how can this king control it." ”

He suddenly bent down to pick Lin Mo up and walked straight to the inside.

She placed Lin Mo on the bed, leaned over and pressed it, looking at Lin Mo's burning gaze, "Mo Mo is willing?" ”

Lin Mo didn't speak, his clear eyes looked at him, his arm hooked his neck, and pressed his lips down.

In this way, it is as if the thunder of the sky has hooked the fire of the earth, and the dry wood has met the fire.

In this way, Feng Yichen can only endure it unless he can't do it.

In the face of his beloved, he has been enduring the restlessness of being close to her, and now that Lin Mo is so active, he must be unable to control his inner desire.

His fingertips lifted Lin Mo's belt, and his slender fingers were about to poke in, when Lin Mo suddenly pulled him away, raised his lips and said, "Oh, I forgot, the prince is still injured, otherwise it will not be too late to wait for the prince's injury to heal." ”

"It doesn't matter." Feng Yichen lowered his head again and held the pink and tender lips, and his heartbeat shook Lin Mo's chest like a drum.

At this time, Lin Mo knew that he had played big.

She closed her eyes, thinking that she would die, anyway, she was the person she fancied, and she still provoked the fire.

She raised her hand to wrap her arms around Feng Yichen's well-curved waist, rubbed his skin with her slightly cool fingertips, felt his body stiffen, and pinched the smooth skin on her waist dishonestly.

Feng Yichen's breathing was a little heavy, and her fingers poked through her collar.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door: "Hello distinguished guests, your dinner has been delivered, please open the door." ”

The car that was about to depart was stopped like this, and Lin Mo and Feng Yichen glanced at each other.

Looking at the look of dissatisfaction in Feng Yichen's eyes, Lin Mo pushed him away funny, and didn't forget to sigh: "Alas, it's a pity!" ”

Feng Yichen showed a wry smile very helplessly, stretched out his hand to help Lin Mo tidy up his clothes, and said to the door in a cold voice: "Hmm." ”

After the clothes were sorted out, Lin Mo walked outside and put on a mask and opened the door.

The person at the door did not have the slightest impatience, stood quietly at the door and waited, saw Lin Mo open the door, and respectfully handed over the food box containing the food.

Lin Mo took the food box, turned around and went back to the room and tied the door again.

She took off the mask from her face and placed it on the table along with the food box.

When he walked into the room, he saw Feng Yichen wearing his belt, and stepped forward to hold his hand, "What about the business yet?" Why is the prince in such a hurry to get dressed? ”

Hearing this, Feng Yichen's face was suffocated, his lips were slightly hooked, and he wanted to laugh but held back his laughter.

Seeing this, Lin Mo pinched his waist, glanced at him and said, "I'm talking about the wound that hasn't been changed yet, where does the prince want to go?" ”

Feng Yichen was stunned by what she said, and the roots of her ears quietly turned red again, and Lin Mo felt funny when she saw it.

I feel that Feng Yichen is sometimes like a little wolf cub, and sometimes it is pure and unstoppable, which is really difficult.

She pulled Feng Yichen to sit down, untied the bandage around his wound, and looked at the wound that was well stitched, and still felt distressed.

Thinking of such a good-looking back, it is inevitable that it will leave scars in the future, and it is inevitable to feel pity.

She rubbed the homemade ointment onto the wound, took out a new bandage and wrapped it for him, and then put on the shirt he wore around his waist.

"Alright. Hurry up and get dressed and eat, it's going to be cold for a while. Lin Mo sorted out the small medicine bag.

After dinner, it was already dark.

There was still an hour before the evening sale, Feng Yichen felt a little sleepy after eating, so he went into the room and lay down, until the sales meeting began, he was still asleep.

Lin Mo saw that he was sleeping deeply, and no one could bear to call him, thinking that he was not running for that thing, so he let him continue to sleep.

When they arrived, the subordinates of the village came to lead them to the lobby in the backyard.

Because Feng Yichen was sleeping, Lin Mo asked Feng Mian to stay and guard him, and she followed the people of the villa to the backyard by herself.

On the way, I met a lot of people wearing the same masks going to the backyard.

Only then did Lin Mo realize that there were so many people in this Qingyuan Villa.

And these people are all dressed in fancy clothes, and they are not simple characters at first glance.

Dressed so well. is either a high-ranking official or a wealthy person.

The people of the villa led Lin Mo through a forest before reaching the lobby in the backyard.

There were already a lot of people sitting in the lobby, some of them whispering in twos and threes, and some of them sitting quietly and waiting.

Lin Mo chose the most inconspicuous position and sat down, scanning the surrounding crowd.

Suddenly a person sat next to her, who wore the same mask as her, and was dressed in a fine black blue pearlescent brocade, and looked like a man of great wealth and nobility.

The visitor sat next to her, staring at her all the time.

Lin Mo, who wanted to pretend not to find out in a low-key manner, was a little annoyed by his direct eyes, and turned his head and whispered angrily: "Isn't it too rude for Brother Tai to look at me like this?" ”

"Haha." The man chuckled, as if he was very excited, "Mo'er, it's really you, I said that the back looks like you." ”

This self-proclaimed, you don't have to think about it to know that it's Yin Mosi's house.