Lost the dead, Chu Yunyao's face was flushed with shame.

Men are seductive.

If it weren't for the fact that her wrists were pressed by Mo Lingyuan, with the urine she had just had, she would definitely reach out and rub the oil.

I have to say that Mo Lingyuan's body is the most perfect body she has ever seen in her previous life and this life.

Even the criss-crossing scars on his body are imprinted with the primitive wildness and vigorous desire of men.

Chu Yunyao couldn't wait to look up to the sky and sigh.

Being knocked down by such an eye-catching man is quite a test of her restraint.

Counting the time she has lived in this time and space, she is almost twenty-one years old, but this body is only sixteen years old, and she can't act rashly.

Chu Yunyao recalled in her mind what Mu Qing had said to her, and said coquettishly: "Of course, you are different from other people. ”

"Really?" Mo Lingyuan's five fingers let go of her wrist, his fingertips stroked her delicate cheeks, and his voice was hoarse and about to drip water: "What's the difference?" ”

Chu Yunyao took a long breath and violated medical ethics: "When I clean your wounds, my heart will be very uneasy......

When she spoke, she seemed embarrassed, her cheeks were red, her voice was staccato, her chest rose and fell with her breathing, and she rubbed against his chest through a single coat.

This feeling is too familiar.

Mo Lingyuan's eyebrows sank, and his big palm stroked down her waist and abdomen, landing on her buttocks.

Without waiting for Chu Yunyao to react, Mo Lingyuan followed his heart, closed his eyes, and pressed his thin lips down, blocking her lips.

Chu Yunyao: "......"

Mo Ling...... Hmmm......"

The incident happened suddenly, Chu Yunyao didn't expect Mo Lingyuan to do this, and the struggle became more and more intense.

The long legs bent up, aimed at his waist and abdomen, and kicked hard.

Mo Lingyuan seemed to have noticed it, grabbed her calf, and pinched her buttocks with his other hand.

This scene seems to be familiar, it is exactly the same as the disciple he met in the thatched house, Chu Yunyao's muddy brain melon seed that was kissed instantly sobered up, and bit Mo Lingyuan's lip with one bite.

"Hmm." There was pain in her lips, and the rich smell of rust spread between her lips and teeth, and Mo Lingyuan had to let go of her.

Chu Yunyao lifted the man on her body hard, quickly got up from the bed, slipped off the bed, and hurriedly sorted out the messy clothes and scattered hair: "I'm still young, you can't do this to me." ”

She threw him the green shirt on the back of the chair, "You can wear it yourself, I'm leaving." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Mo Lingyuan to answer, he hurriedly walked out of the bedroom.

ran all the way back to Mochizuki Pavilion, pushed open the door of the bedroom, threw himself on the bed, and pulled the quilt to cover his head.

It's weird, I kissed Mo Lingyuan a few times in the car last time, and I didn't feel it at all.

This time, he pressed on the bed and kissed for a while, why did he have soft muscles and bones, indulged in it, and almost couldn't extricate himself?

It's a shame.

Now that it's summer, it's about to be autumn, and she's starting to think about spring.

Bao'er was pruning the flower branches, and when she saw Chu Yunyao running in, she thought something had happened, and when she chased in, she saw Chu Yunyao burying her head in the quilt.

Hurriedly walked over and pulled the quilt opener, "Miss, what happened, why is your face so red?" ”

Bao'er touched Chu Yunyao's forehead: "No fever?" ”

"Bao'er, I, I may be ......" Chu Yunyao pulled Bao'er's cool palm and put it on her hot face, and said embarrassedly: "I miss a man......"