Mo Qinghan still lowered his head and didn't look at He Zheyu and said weakly: "I've eaten on the plane, I'm not hungry!" ”

No matter how I heard that Mo Qinghan was playing with a child's temper, He Zheyu didn't continue to say anything, started the car and left.

Mo Qinghan leaned his head against the car window, squinting his eyes, and he could see that he was not asleep, and his eyelashes and eyeballs were still moving. The lip wound that was bitten by Zhao Qingwu was no longer so obvious, the long hair that spread out covered half of her face, and a little blood left on the corners of her mouth and face may have been cleaned up by Mo Qinghan before getting on the plane.

He Zheyu looked at Mo Qinghan, who was so embarrassed, and took it back when he said it.

Mo Qinghan knew what He Zheyu wanted to ask, his eyes were still closed, and he said in a slightly thin voice: "I'll tell Mr. He a story!" ”

Without waiting for He Zheyu's reply, Mo Qinghan continued: "When I was 13 years old, I lost my only guardian, I had no friends, and at that time Qingyu was still small and had no one to tell about the suppressed emotions in his heart, so he found a pen pal named Sanye on the reader, he didn't call this name at first, and I gave him the name Sanye." ”

When He Zheyu heard this, the originally smooth car suddenly turned, and after a few seconds, it returned to its original stability, and Mo Qinghan also paused: "Does Mr. He still want to listen to it later?" ”

He Zheyu unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, exhaled deeply, and said in a cold tone without his previous cold tone: "That's why you are in a hurry to see me." ”

"I think just the word three leaves can make me desperate to come to you, don't you? Mr. Ho! ”

He Zheyu stepped on the brakes, parked the car on the side of the road, kept holding the steering wheel in his hand, and kept knocking on the steering wheel with his index finger and said, "Who told you." ”

"It doesn't matter who told me it doesn't matter, does it? Is it true that the result is the most important thing? ”

"Do you hate me for lying to you?"

"I was a little angry when I first knew, but after I got on the plane, I thought a lot, whether it was He Zheyu's you or Sanye's, you have never hurt me, and you have done a lot of things for me silently, and I don't know where to hate you." Mo Qinghan sat up straight, looked at He Zheyu with tenderness in his eyes and said.

He Zheyu slowly approached Mo Qinghan, she just looked at He Zheyu approaching her like before, she didn't dodge like before, but took the initiative to send her lips up, He Zheyu was stunned for a moment, and then took the initiative in her own hands, maybe He Zheyu

The kiss was a little hard, touching the wound on Mo Qinghan's lips, it was a little painful, she gently pushed He Zheyu with her hand and said, "It hurts, light." ”

was already provoked by Mo Qinghan a little bit of Gu Yao, plus this sentence He Zheyu couldn't be suppressed completely, he reached out to untie the button on Mo Qinghan's chest, seeing this, Mo Qinghan grabbed He Zheyu's hand and said softly: "Can you not be on the road!" ”

He Zheyu put his head on Mo Qinghan's chest and calmed down for a while before sitting up straight and saying, "What a grinding little goblin." ”

Mo Qinghan was shy and curled up there, without looking at He Zheyu on the side.

After arriving at the Hot Spring Villa, Mo Qinghan sat on the suitcase dragged by He Zheyu and said with a smile: "I'm too tired to leave, you drag me in as luggage!" ”

He Zheyu touched Mo Qinghan's face and said dotingly: "Okay! ”

Mo Qinghan was pushed into the room by He Zheyu all the time, and the security personnel on night in the villa felt that the way the couple loved each other was indeed a little different, but it was certain that the man loved the girl very much.

After entering the room, Mo Qinghan looked at He Zheyu and said, "I didn't bring any clothes, can I borrow your shirt as pajamas!" ”

He Zheyu took a white shirt in the suitcase and gave it to Mo Qinghan, and after taking the shirt, Mo Qinghan went directly to the bathroom.

He Zheyu, who was outside the bathroom, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a few puffs and looked thoughtful, he was thinking about who told Mo Qinghan that he was Sanye, someone must have checked something behind his back, but it was certain that the person must not be Zhao Yiya, if it was Zhao Yiya, Mo Qinghan would not be able to stand in front of him unharmed. He suddenly remembered what Mo Qinghan had said: "If his fiancée knows about my existence, how will she take revenge on herself." Then his brow furrowed.

Mo Qinghan, who was coming out of the bathroom, saw He Zheyu's preoccupied appearance, walked up to him barefoot, sat in his arms, gently smoothed the tightly locked brow with one hand, and took the cigarette in He Zheyu's hand with the other hand, pressed it into the ashtray and said, "I don't like you who are full of smoke!" “

He Zheyu didn't speak, he looked at Mo Qinghan's little face that was flushed with peach due to water vapor, and the buttons on the neckline were opened twice, Mo Qinghan was originally small, he was wearing a 180 shirt that was much bigger, and one side of his shoulder was exposed, he pulled some of Mo Qinghan's hair floating on his forehead behind her ear and asked, "Girl, are you really ready?" ”

Mo Qinghan leaned over, pecked He Zheyu's lips like a dragonfly and said, "I'm yours, aren't I?" ”

He Zheyu put his hand on the back of Mo Qinghan's head and pressed her towards himself, his lips no longer satisfied He Zheyu, and there were traces of He Zheyu in every place on his neck and shoulders.

Mo Qinghan's response made He Zheyu willing to sink.

The whole room was full of sweet smells, and it was also filled with the smell of disturbing people's souls.

In the early morning, the first person to wake up was not He Zheyu, of course, nor Mo Qinghan, but Zhao Yiya, who was still lying in the hotel.

Zhao Yiya thought that she would have further development with He Zheyu last night, but when she woke up, she was still lying on her bed neatly dressed. What made him most angry was that He Zheyu threw her like this to stand in front of him and could only say: "Boss, I really don't know where I went." ”

Zhao Yiya asked Han Mo, "Did you drugged my wine last night?" ”

Han Mo immediately laughed and said, "How is it possible, how dare I do anything in Miss Zhao's wine." It may be that you are too happy to see the boss and have a few more drinks. ”

"Don't give me these high-sounding ones, you don't know he's there, I know he's there."

Han Mo looked at Zhao Yiya in horror.

"Don't look at me like this, I know that he must be thinking about trying to get rid of me, and I have to use some strategy to fight back, right?"

Zhao Yiya looked at her mobile phone showing that the target she was tracking was in a hot spring club, and she couldn't wait to smash the mobile phone in her hand.

Han Mo touched his trouser pocket.

Zhao Yiya said: "You want to report to him in front of me." “

"How is that possible, I just want to see the time."

Zhao Yiya said again: "You go with me." “

"It's not appropriate! Besides, I want to believe that the boss is not such a person. “

"I only trust my own eyes."

After Zhao Yiya arrived at the hot spring hall she said, she went directly to the room shown on her mobile phone, kicked it, and scolded in her mouth: "Stinky bitch, dare to seduce my fiancé, today I will let you know the fate of being a disgraceful junior." “

Han Mo couldn't even hold it in Nala.

Who knew that the one who came to open the door was a middle-aged greasy uncle in his 40s, and the woman wrapped in a sheet behind her back said angrily and scolded Zhao Yiya so much that she didn't dare to raise her head. Zhao Yiya was also confused, how could she strangle, she obviously asked the waiter to put the positioning chip in his coat when He Zheyu went to the toilet? Could it be that the waiter misplaced?

Han Mo pulled out Zhao Yiya, who was still standing there, and said, "Miss Zhao, if you let the boss know about your actions, guess what it would be." ”

Zhao Yiya suddenly lost her previous domineering appearance, and said confidently: "I just want to see if Zheyu has other women outside behind my back, this is just my normal defense." ”

Han Mo immediately retorted: "Wrong is wrong, I hope Miss Zhao will not use this method again, and weigh whether the consequences are bearable before using it." ”

Zhao Yiya was speechless by Han Mo's refutation, and finally said: "You are just a dog raised by Zheyu's side, those words should be said, those words should not be said, you should also weigh those words." ”

Han Mo didn't pay attention to Zhao Yiya. put the car key in Zhao Yiya's hand and said, "My dog is definitely not qualified to drive Miss Zhao, so only Miss Zhao will drive back by herself." After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

was so angry that Zhao Yiya stomped her feet on the spot.

Mo Qinghan woke up and looked at the handsome and extraordinary man sleeping next to him, with his fingers tracing the outline of He Zheyu's face, and said to himself: "It turns out that you are not so difficult to approach when you are asleep. ”

He Zheyu squinted his eyes, held the hand that Mo Qinghan was mischievous and said, "It seems that someone is not very satisfied with my performance last night, and he still has the strength to do something else." After finishing speaking, he wrapped Mo Qinghan in his arms and prepared for a new round of exercise.

Before Mo Qinghan's retort could be spoken, he was swallowed into his stomach by He Zheyu.

When the two woke up, it was already afternoon, Mo Qinghan looked at himself full of He Zheyu's masterpieces, and he was not angry, and said with a complaint: "He Zheyu, how long have you not touched a woman?" ”

"I haven't touched any other woman since I met you at the age of 13."

Mo Qinghan covered his head in the quilt and said, "Then your first woman, Zhao Yiya?"

He Zheyu didn't hear what Mo Qinghan said in the quilt, and after lifting the quilt on Mo Qinghan's head, he asked, "What did you just say?" ”

Mo Qinghan didn't ask the question in the quilt again, but said with a smile: "He Zheyu didn't expect you to be so obscene, since you have that kind of idea for me when I was 13 years old." “

He Zheyu moved the hand placed on Mo Qinghan's waist, Mo Qinghan was itching, and immediately grabbed He Zheyu's hand and said, "Don't move, itchy...."