Fang Qiyan carefully held his cherry lips, as if he was treating a treasure, fusing with each other little by little, his thin lips were still so soft, so she liked it, and she thought of the slight heartbeat when his fingertips traced his lip flap...... It turns out that I was pleased with you then, Xianggong.

took the initiative to hook the tip of his tongue, held his head with his little hand, turned passive into active, and sent his sweetness to the ...... The fitting lip flap became hotter and hotter until it was almost deprived of oxygen, and then reluctantly parted. The wheezing cherry lips seemed to be very nostalgic, and they reluctantly covered their thin lips again, stretched out a little tongue and delicately depicted it, and did not reluctantly leave until the final line was drawn......

"Lady...... I'm sorry, for my husband, I promise that I won't ever do it again. Fang Qiyan's eyes were full of affection, and he couldn't help but drop a light kiss on her smooth forehead.

"Yes." Mo Xin leaned on his arms. sighed softly in my heart: Xianggong, it is true that it will never be again.

On the second day, Mo Xin went to find Nangong Li alone. said that he wanted to talk to Nangong Li alone, Fang Qiyan was afraid of making a mistake at the moment, even if he didn't want to, he didn't dare to follow, so he had to wait obediently in the room.

"Xin'er, are you going home to say goodbye to your brother?" Nangong Li thought that the two had reconciled, and Mo Xin had come to say goodbye to him.

Mo Xin said a little lonely: "Brother, bring pen and ink, I want to write something." ”

Nangong Li looked at Mo Xin's strange appearance, stopped laughing, and took a pen and paper to put it away.

Mo Xin endured the sourness in his heart, picked up the brush, and wrote down three words carefully one by one: and leave the book

"Heart! What are you doing? Nangong Li was shocked, pressed her palm on the paper, and didn't let her continue to write.

Mo Xin pulled his lips and showed a smile, raised his head with a hint of pleading, "Brother, let me write well, okay?" ”

Nangong Li looked at her pleading gaze, her originally smart eyes were overflowing with tears, and she finally couldn't bear to take her palm.

After a pause, I couldn't help but ask, "Have you really thought about it?" Brother knew that it was the big ice cube that was wrong this time, but didn't he already know that it was wrong? You're all reconciled......"

"Brother, I'm not angry or blame him, I really forgive him." Mo Xin opened his mouth to interrupt Nangong Li's persuasion, exhaled softly and continued: "Brother, do you know, I am very afraid of pain, I never dared to take injections when I was sick when I was a child, and I will not take injections no matter how uncomfortable I am...... And ah, I'm just a salted fish, and it's really not suitable for salted fish to fall in love. ”

Nangong understood, touched her head and said helplessly: "Okay, my brother will raise you in the future." ”

Mo Xin smiled and nodded: "Hmm." ”

Then he continued to write carefully stroke by stroke, without long speeches or complicated remarks, but in twenty or thirty words, Mo Xin seemed to have written for a long time......

In the lower right corner: Wife Mo Xin. I wrote a husband next to it, and there was no more.

Mo Xin looked at the name he had written, and gently tapped his fingertips stained with red ink on it. In fact, it's okay for Mo Xin not to write this and leave the book, after all, she was the "homeless daughter-in-law" she bought, and she didn't know if she had done it if she had done it. Now it's just that Mo Xin wants to put an end to this.

After looking at the written paperwork, he carefully folded the paper, and Mo Xin handed it to Nangong Li: "Brother, can you help me hand it over to him?" ”

"Okay." Nangong Li reluctantly took it and turned around and went out.