For a while, Mo Qi only felt that somewhere in his chest, just like in the cold winter wax moon, he drank the old wine in one gulp, burning his heart and warming his stomach.

"Little Chu Bao ......"

"Well, I ......"

The coda is swallowed up by a sudden kiss.

One second Wang Chuchu was still talking, showing his opinion, and the next second, he suddenly fell into a domineering kiss.

Her eyes were bulging, and she looked intoxicated with Mo Qi.

It was the first time to look at him so closely, Wang Chuchu forgot that the two were kissing at the moment, and his thoughts couldn't help but wander.

Wow, Ah Qi's eyelashes are so long!

Wow, Ah Qi's skin is so good, there is not a single pore?

Wow, Ah Qi's nose is so good.

Alas, why is my nose not like this?

Why do I still have pimples on my face?

"Not good." Mo Qi's hand went down from top to bottom, came to the position of his buttocks, and patted it a little as punishment.

"Close your eyes."

He rested on her lips and commanded gently.

Some little fool obediently shut up.

However, Mo Qi's lips left her lip flap.

Her eyes sparkled, and she was a little puzzled by his pause.

He laughed, flicked her forehead with his fingers, and said sweetly, "Stupid, how can you use a look that suggests that others can eat it?" ”

"I ...... I don't. She vehemently denied it.

Mainly, Ah Qi seems to have guessed his own thoughts.

At that moment, Ah Qi withdrew the kiss and let him down.

Thinking of this, Wang Chuchu's face couldn't help but be shy.

To hide herself, she pouted and turned her head away, avoiding his fiery eyes.

"Ahh......h

In the next second, Wang Chuchu only felt that his feet were in the air, and the whole person was firmly held in his arms in the posture of a princess.

Mo Qi didn't speak, the steps on the soles of his feet seemed to be hurried, and he walked directly in the direction of the bedroom.

She didn't dare to come out of her nervous atmosphere.

Mo Qi's face was unusually serious.

She knew very well that this seriousness was hinting at him, and that she was competing with herself.

And what kind of strength is it for?

Of course that's the kind of thing.

Although she is seventeen years old, and he is also eighteen years old, this is in ancient times, and he has already had both children and daughters.

But now, she's ...... She's not ready.

Mo Qi kicked the bedroom door open.

Carry her to the bedside.

Only, he stopped moving.

In front of the bed, Mo Qi did not go further, nor did he take a step back.

Just hugged her like that, not moving.

Long.

The hoarse voice, "Baby, what are you going to do with me?" ”

looked at her expression, bitter with helplessness.

"You little girl, when will you be 22 years old?"

Her face was red.

Mo Qi sighed deeply.

Feeling that a certain position was not as tight as before, I carefully put down the person.

Then, turn around and leave.

"Ah Qi."

The man on the bed called out to him.

Mo Qi stood still, not daring to turn back, for fear that he would not be able to restrain his last line of defense if he turned back.

"That...... It's out of water......"

Wang Chuchu whispered.

Finally, he covered his head with a quilt.

"Ahh

The room fell silent.

For a long time, she poked her head out of the quilt.

Mo Qi didn't know when he had left.

"What about people." A feeling of loss was in her heart.

I can't say why.

She ran out of the covers, barefoot, and out of the bedroom.

French came from the kitchen.

She walked over curiously and saw Mo Qi sitting straight on the chair, facing the computer, with an angry face.

Now, she was confused.

"Why does Ah Qi look angry?"

When he got closer, he just wanted to speak, but he heard Mo Qi speak fluent French, and then he closed the computer slightly and walked towards her with a smile.

"Baby, I'm in a meeting."