Chapter 117: Did You Drink?
Open-air hot springs.
Mo Chen leaned on the edge bare-chested, mist filled, and the hot spring water flooded his chest muscles.
There was still a bottle of whiskey on the boulder on the shore, and there was only half of it left.
There was a bit of confusion in the man's dark eyes, obviously a little drunk.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard behind him.
He looked back.
Qiao Ruoxin walked over with a white bath towel, and her long hair was randomly tied into a somewhat messy ball head, which was likely to fall on the fragrant shoulder, revealing a little sexy.
She slowly approached the hot spring and leaned far away from Mo Ye.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at her delicate and beautiful little face: "Come here, what are you doing so far away?" ”
Qiao Ruoxin then moved a few centimeters over there.
He scoffed, feeling a little ridiculous: "Closer." ”
"Is it necessary to get so close to the hot springs?" She blinked innocently.
Mo Chen laughed angrily, this little ghost did it on purpose, right?
"Do you think Lao Tzu is just here to soak in the hot springs with you?" His voice is even more sexy and lazy in this hot atmosphere.
"Or else?"
Only then did he notice the two thin shoulder straps on Qiao Ruoxin's shoulders, what were they wearing?
With a stretch of his long arm, he jerked her to him, looking down at the bath towel on her body and the thin shoulder strap on her shoulder.
"What do you mean by wearing so much to let you soak in the hot springs?" There was a hint of unhappiness in the man's tone.
Qiao Ruo looked away with a weak heart: "You care about me!" ”
Mo Chen's slender fingers picked up the thin shoulder strap on her shoulder: "What is this?" ”
"Don't move! Don't rip it up! She knocked the man's hand off and ducked to the side.
The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and pinched her face: "Little ghost, are you hypocritical?" ”
Qiao Ruoxin snorted arrogantly: "If you don't even have this bit of hypocrisy, you will be selling yourself." ”
“……”
That's right.
Mo Chen suddenly leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice: "Little ghost, my brother is not wearing anything." ”
She snorted again disdainfully: "The part that the man wants to cover is not on it." ”
"Don't believe me?" He raised an eyebrow slightly.
The next second.
The man took her little hand and pulled it into the water.
The expression on Qiao Ruoxin's little face changed from resistance to shock, and she stared at the handsome face in front of her with wide eyes.
He suddenly withdrew his hand and scolded angrily: "Mo Chen, you are a pervert!" ”
The man chuckled, and his laughter was full of pleasure: "What are you afraid of? It's not like you haven't used it. ”
"This is your home, and your parents live here!"
"They're out of the country."
“……”
Invulnerable!
No wonder she came to the Mo family manor to soak in the hot springs.
Strange, why do you suddenly have a sense of guilt when you were a child when your parents were not at home and took your children to make trouble at home?
Qiao Ruoxin suddenly saw the bottle of whiskey on the boulder next to him.
She leaned close to the man's face and sniffed, "You drink?" ”
My heart sank.
Why does this dog man drink?
Numb yourself with drunkenness???
Mo Chen looked at her little face that suddenly approached, and answered in a vague voice: "Hmm......"
Then, he easily ripped off the bath towel she was wrapping around her body.
Qiao Ruoxin was slightly stunned.
The air was quiet for about ten seconds.
Mo Chen looked at the bikini in her bath towel, the dark eyes were turbulent, and the eyes were gloomy.
Exercise......
It's worse than not wearing it!
It's fucking damn!
He sneered: "Isn't it for Lao Tzu to dress like this?" What to hide? ”