Li Tingjie glanced at him coldly, and a trace of ridicule slipped through the corners of his mouth.

"You're not going to have this chance."

After speaking, he turned around coldly, and the color of his eyes was changing rapidly. This kid, he wants too much, wolf ambition.

In the car, Mo Qingyan was groggy, and she had been drinking badly, so she became more and more confused at this time. His lips were hot, and the body he had just stroked seemed to be on fire.

Anyway, I don't feel comfortable anywhere, so I can only close my eyes and rest.

Li Tingjue got into the car and looked at her sideways, her little face flushed. The shiny lips are slightly swollen, and they are getting more and more sexy.

He took off his clothes and put them over hers, his eyes full of warmth.

This woman is his, and no one can snatch it.

When I got home, I saw that she was sleeping deeply, and did not wake her up, but picked her up and went into the house.

Mama Li saw them coming back and greeted them.

"Young Master, is Miss Mo drunk? I'm going to make the soup. ”

Seeing that her little face was red, she was wearing the coat of the young master, and there was a strong smell of wine.

Li Tingjue: "No, you can rest." ”

Mama Li knew that the young master liked to be quiet, so she was the only one who was waiting here, so she answered and went back to her room.

Thunderbolt carried her upstairs and into their bedroom, not the room where she slept. In fact, he didn't want to sleep separately from her at all, so he decided to let her sleep here tonight.

He personally changed her into her pajamas, and in the process, he tried to ignore her perfect curves. When he finally entered the bathroom, the cold water slid down his head, and his restless heart was much more relaxed.

After washing, he only wrapped a bath towel around his waist, and his hair was wet and stuck to his forehead.

He wiped his hair as he looked at the woman who was sleeping well on the bed, if she hadn't lost her memory, they might have been married and should be on their honeymoon by now. Thinking of this, his eyes darkened slightly.

He had to take her to the doctor as soon as possible, although he was selfish and didn't want her to be reminded of those unbearable memories. But he wanted her to remember him and the children, to miss her eager eyes, to be attached to him.

Drying his hair, he tossed the towel aside, ripped off the towel from his waist, pulled the quilt and got in.

The long arm took her into her arms, and she moved, muttered a few times, and drilled into her arms, and then her breathing became even again, and she slept soundly.

The next day, Mo Qingyan woke up and felt that there was something hard in his hand, and it was still hot. My head hurts and I can't open my eyes.

So I grabbed the hard thing and wondered what it was.

"Hiss......"

Then a muffled snort sounded in her ears, and she opened her eyes in fright, and saw those narrow eyes locking her with the light of fire.

"You ......"

Her eyes widened slightly, but her hands tightened tighter.

A layer of fine sweat already appeared on Li Tingjue's forehead, and he raised his lips and smiled.

"Xiaoyan, I like him so much, do you want to get up in the morning for exercise?"

Looking at his bad expression, he suddenly realized it, quickly let go of his hand, and let out an exclamation.

"You're perverted and sleep without clothes."

Her face was already red, and she was holding his ...... just now

Oh my God, where is this? His eyes lit up.

Shrinking back, "Thunderbolt, why are you in my room?" ”

Li Tingjue supported his head with one hand, the broken hair on his forehead blocked one of his eyes, and the exposed one winked ambiguously at her.

"This is my room."