"You're not happy?"

After leaving the song at night, the driver silently sneered: This is not nonsense?

"Nope."

The corners of Mo Bingyan's lips hooked slightly: "If you are tired in the future, you can sit directly on my lap." ”

"Huh?"

Ye Lige was dumbfounded, and the driver was also dumbfounded, Mr. Mo's flirtatious technique is clever, if he hadn't heard it with his own ears, who would dare to believe that Mr. Mo could say such a sassy thing in a serious manner.

"Not really."

Ye Lige was very embarrassed, he had forgotten that he liked her, and he was aroused by a sentence, and he had nothing to say: "What, do you still want to come to play ranked tomorrow?" ”

"Yes."

Mo Bingyan nodded.

"That's it."

Ye Lige sat up: "Tomorrow at noon, you come to pick me up for lunch, and I will go to that Wanda Plaza to eat, there is a game hall over there, I can take you to play for a while." ”

"Okay."

Mo Bingyan agreed.

The driver couldn't help but peek, this lady is okay, and the gentleman's itinerary is arranged clearly.

The car slowly drove into the compound.

"Brother, where have you been, why did you come back so late?"

Mo Dieyi was guarding the gate, and as soon as the car entered the door, he immediately greeted him.

"Be quiet."

The voice of the man in the car passed through the door.

The driver got out of the car and ran over: "Miss, my wife is asleep, Mr. asked you not to make noise." ”

Noisy?

She's noisy?

Mo Dieyi almost ran out of air.

The car door was slowly pushed open, the man's wheelchair got out of the car, and Ye Lige sat on the man's lap, leaning on his arms and sleeping soundly, not knowing that he had arrived home.

"Brother......

Mo Dieyi wanted to speak again, but Mo Bingyi's eyes shot at her, like an invisible dagger against Mo Dieyi's throat, making her dare not speak again.

The air seemed to freeze.

The butler who came out to greet him and the servants did not dare to speak, and even became cautious in breathing, and watched the wheelchair slowly drive towards the house, and finally disappeared from everyone's sight.

"What, why can't I talk when that woman sleeps?"

As soon as the person leaves.

Mo Die rushed upwards with a sudden rush of fire under the strong pressure, erupting like a volcano.

No one dared to come closer.

Mo Die twisted her head and stared at the innocent driver: "You, tell me honestly, did that woman seduce my brother to do something?" ”

"Miss, I can't leak Mr.'s itinerary."

The driver was going to cry.

He has a work ethic, in short, he is only responsible for driving, and nothing else.

"You're afraid that my brother won't be afraid of me, right?"

Mo Die smashed it with his fist and beat it.

The driver could only carry it hard, knowing that he had just become a venting bag.

Finally.

Mo Dieyi was tired, and turned around and entered the house with a grunt.

There was no one in the living room, and Mo Bingyan had returned to the bedroom with the night song.

"Eh, which room did my brother enter just now?"

Mo Die pointed with her hand, and the innocent maid was almost scared to cry: "First, Mr. just carried his wife into his wife's room, and he hasn't come out yet." ”

"Not out yet?"

"Is that woman doing something again?"

Mo Die staggered upstairs, putting her ear to the door and eavesdropping.

Inside the door.

Mo Bingyan hugged Ye Lige, didn't turn on the lights, stared at her fleshy little face under the moonlight, and her eyes were gentle.

"Hmmm......"

The woman unconsciously rubbed into his arms.

The man's heart fluttered, like a deer about to burst out of his throat.

She was quiet.

The pink lips are seductive, as if they are silently seducing: Come, kiss me.

Mo Bingyan was staring, his gaze fixed on the woman's lips, his face red and his ears red.