Chapter Seventy-Nine: Sen Sen, Be a Person

She Lin Wan'er is ruthless, don't blame him for being unrighteous.

"Why not as good as what?"

"Why don't we buy Ou Fei?"

Mr. Zhao closed his eyes and held his head, the more he thought about it, the more outrageous it became, if he could buy Ou Fei, he wouldn't have to work hard for a long time.

By the way, you can check Europe and Africa.

"Investigate Ou Fei, especially his social information in the past six months."

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Su Lili hadn't escaped from his violent power a few days ago, and the shadow he brought to her always resisted his contact.

He could see it, too.

So in the past few days, he deliberately stayed at her home, accompanied her, and coaxed her.

One day was fine, but she stayed at her home for three days in a row, and her family's rice was all eaten!

The most important thing is that Su Lili has no personal space.

The apartment is small and has only one bathroom, and showers can only be washed in turns.

You also have to dry and get dressed in the bathroom before you can come out.

It's a lot of trouble.

"When are you leaving?"

Finally, on the third day, she opened her mouth.

"It turns out that your food has been so salty lately, you want to drive me away."

Mo Qingsen wrapped around her from behind, hugged her tightly, and sniffed her fragrance.

"By the way, I also gave you some fruit that is about to spoil, my apartment is small, and it is inconvenient for me to live here..."

"Go to live with me?"

He nodded thoughtfully.

No problem, after Mr. Zhao's matter is resolved, let Su Lili move over.

But Su Lili really didn't think about it so much.

After all, I just fell in love, even if I discussed with Mo Qingsen not to wear makeup in front of him, I still have to pay attention to my image, in a small apartment, although the two of them can tease the cat and cook together.

But every day, two people rush to the bathroom, and they hug each other seamlessly at night.

It's always going to be embarrassing.

This day is a unit of time.

It can also be a verb, though.

These days, she has also been bolder and more active, leaning into his arms at night.

He also caters.

The two of them were in a small house, sitting on the carpet during the day, teasing the cat, and working.

At night again in a small bed, lying in the arms, sleeping, chatting.

Long.

When Mo Qingsen almost forgot that Su Lili was going to drive him away.

He pointed to the name of the Su Group on the screen and asked, "Did you buy the shares of the Demon Capital?" ”

It was written on the computer that the Su Group owned three percent of the shares of the magic capital.

Su Lili nodded proudly and raised his chin, "It's not good for me to return low-priced stocks in person, so I will collect them in the name of my family." ”

The man on the sofa raised the corners of his mouth, worthy of his child.

"The stock market is going to reopen tomorrow, do you have any ideas?"

When Mo Qingsen always likes to talk, he unconsciously leans on Su Lili.

The more she dodged, the more he pestered.

I don't know if it was intentional or if it was his instinct.

In the past, she always felt that the smell on Mo Qingsen's body could make her feel much more at ease, but now when she smells this smell, she remembers that night......

His figure in the moonlight, trying to show her goodwill.

My whole body aches when I think about it.

"You're going to squeeze me out of the carpet!"

Su Lili held the little furball in both hands, and leaned towards his face to stop him from leaning on himself again.

The person in front of her was also interested, as if he understood that she had been refusing, and she had not forced the next move, so she had to give up.

Stopped for a moment.

Suddenly, Su Lili felt his warm palm, rubbed the fluffy hair on her head, and the soft and glutinous hairs of the small hairballs, and sat back on the sofa.

"Stinky rascal."

Su Lili grabbed the little furball and let it stretch out its little paws and scratch the back of Mo Qingsen's hand.

But the house leak happened to rain overnight, and the little furball was disobedient, and refused to stretch out his little paws for anything.

'What good did this old thief give the little hairball, let it protect Mo Qingsen like this! ’

She sighed and stretched out her five fingers, still relying on her own nails.

But this action has long been seen through by the people on the sofa, one hand grabbed her arm in a daze, dragged it into his arms, picked up a cat and a person, and nested in his arms.

The man in his arms felt his hand groping, his face flushed, and he grinned at the initiator who was smiling evilly.

came to take advantage of her again, endlessly.

This is the eighteenth time today!

"Sensen, be a person!"

"Huh? Is it? ”

His hand was a little more presumptuous, saying that he was not human?

Then it's not someone to show her.

Not being a human being is simply pediatric.

Seeing that his body was about to press up, he picked up the small hairball with one hand and gently put it on the floor, and held her hand with the other hand and pressed it all the way to the floor.

This action is more memorable than all the scenes in her memory.

"Mo Qingsen, I, I'm not ...... yet"

She was a little crying and looked him in the eye.

Although this kind of thing is happy for her, no one can stand it like this!

But when this sentence was finished, the person in front of him had already pounced on Su Lili, sniffing her hair with great interest, and did not take her resistance seriously at all.

"Mo Qingsen!"

The men below him struggled to push away his attack, trying to escape his embrace.

The person on her body seemed to feel her resistance, and slowly retracted and sat down on the carpet.

"Don't want it anymore?"

Sure enough, the "pig" couldn't spit out ivory from its mouth!

She cursed to herself.

But Mingmian still maintained civilization, and pushed Mo Qingsen coquettishly, "I need to rest for a few days......"

"It's still a little tender."

The one above put away his mind just now, focused on picking up the computer at hand, and looked back at the company's stock market.

The stock market was closed during the Spring Festival, so the shares of Modu Company, on the last day of the New Year, stayed in the position of falling limit. These days, I have been talking about some financial news that I don't know where it came from.

What is the legend of the magic capital stagnant, it is better to rely on business after all......

For a while, there were different opinions.

If this continues, the stock will continue to fall after the market opens, and even the company's reputation will be implicated, and the loss will be immeasurable.

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City A.

Inside the villa with a river view.

Within a few days, the Lin family began to stock up on pregnancy test sticks.

Vegetable salads and fruit platters no longer appear on the table, but instead they are filled with big fish and meat, especially fertility foods.

Although Lin Waner is a big star, she will deliberately avoid suspicion of this kind of lace news, but only in the matter with Brother Mo, she wants to publicize it with great fanfare.

Sometimes things are not necessarily true, and if there are many people who say it, maybe it will come true one day?

She was lying on the couch, holding up her phone.

"How long does it take to detect it in pregnancy?"

"Can I really get pregnant by eating three eggs a day?"

"If a man is willing to have sex with you, does he really like you?"

……

One question after another, it is rapidly typing in search engines......

Her love was turned over by this thing in her stomach. So I couldn't wait to know if there was any goods in my stomach.

Lin Wan'er wasn't sure if her brother Mo loved her or not, and whether he had the slightest meaning for her, but she dared to bet.

As long as you can marry your son, it is inevitable to love her after marriage.

The wind outside rustled, and a few snowflakes fell from the sky, fluttering and falling on the windows of the villa.

Lin Wan'er, who was lying on the sofa, noticed that on the window, the traces of the snowflakes after they fell, tightly wrapped the small quilt on her body and covered her belly.

"Xiaowen, is my chicken soup ready?"

Instead of her usual sternness, her voice became softer, but still in a reprimanding tone.