Chapter 12: Are You Playing Kissing?
The fast-handed You Wanqing took advantage of the situation to grab Shang Moqian's tie and fell down.
So it became that she fell on the stairs, and Shang Moqian fell on top of her without dying, and her face was against her face.
The moment the four eyes met, an electric current electrocuted the two from the head to the feet, and the two of them just looked at me and I watched you motionless.
You Wanqing looked at Shang Moqian, who was so close to her, and sighed in her heart, how could this man be so handsome.
Resolute facial features, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, fair skin, high eyebrows, and her cheeks appeared in her eyes, You Wanqing blushed.
And Shang Moqian looked at You Wanqing's red skin, delicate facial features, small nose, shiny cherry lips, and the bumpy figure pressed under him, smelling You Wanqing's body fragrance.
His throat rolled, Shang Moqian slowly lowered his head, and just as he was about to kiss You Wanqing's lips, a silver Ling laugh sounded.
"Coaxing ......" was awakened by laughter, and You Wanqing's face turned red.
You Xiaohe, who was supposed to be in the room, was standing at the entrance of the second staircase at this time, covering his mouth and snickering at the two of them.
You Xiaohe's laughter was heard in You Wanqing's ears at this time, it was like earth-shattering thunder, which made You Wanqing feel like five thunders were on the top.
Turning his head to look at Shang Moqian again, You Wanqing didn't know where the strength came from, so he pushed Shang Moqian away and quickly got up.
"Mama, are you playing kissing with your uncle? Xiaohe also wants to play kissing. Little feet clattered up the stairs.
The fast running made You Xiaohe's skirt swing in the wind, and her small body was as lively as a forest elf.
When he ran to You Wanqing's side, You Xiaohe jumped across a few flights of stairs in the direction where Shang Moqian was standing.
Like a diver showing off his posture, his hands open.
"You Xiaohe......" You Wanqing's exclamation resounded throughout the villa, and she wanted to catch You Xiaohe in fright, but she was taken the lead.
Looking at Shang Moqian, who was tightly held in his arms, You Wanqing stepped over with one foot, raised his hand and wanted to beat You Xiaohe, but was stopped.
Holding You Xiaohe steadily, Shang Moqian's face was full of doting smiles, patted You Xiaohe's head and said, "Don't do this next time, my mother will be worried." ”
The smile on his face and the doting tone are completely like a father who dotes on his daughter, and You Wanqing's heart is warm when he sees it.
"Alright, we're going to go to bed." Running away from Shang Moqian's sight with You Xiaohe in his arms, until he returned to the room, You Wanqing's heart was still beating faster, her face was crimson, she put down You Xiaohe, and walked into the bathroom, You Wanqing kept splashing her face with cold water.
The hot cheeks were stimulated by the cold water, and You Wanqing suddenly felt sober, what was she doing?
Blushing what? She didn't do anything, so there's no need to blush, does she? Damn Shang Moqian.
You Wanqing returned to the room and coaxed You Xiaohe to sleep, through the glass, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse outside, and the sound of insects at night was extremely clear.
This night was destined to be difficult to sleep.
In addition to You Wanqing, Shang Moqian also sat in front of the window, looking at the sky outside.
In the dark night, under the moonlight, Shang Moqian sat in front of the window dressed in black, and the fireworks between his fingers flashed one after another, especially in the dark night.
The wind blew the broken hair on his forehead, and his star-like eyes shone with an unknown meaning, and a playful smile still hung on the corners of his mouth.