It wasn't until she was defeated and said in a dumb voice that the man let her go for the time being.

Picked her up sideways, walked out of the cloakroom, and placed her on the large bed in the bedroom.

Kissing her, he neatly unbuttoned his military uniform, ripped off his tie, and unceremoniously tore her into his belly.

……

After a busy day in the hospital during the day, and being tossed by him at night, Pei Yunqing's tiredness was inevitable.

When the passion retreated, she shrank in his chest, and she was already drowsy.

Tang Moshen's eyes were full of clarity, and his eyes were even a little brighter than when he was on the road.

Gently brushed away the messy hair on her face, kissed the girl's slightly sweaty forehead, and then got up lightly and walked into the bathroom.

……

……

The next morning, when Pei Yunqing woke up, he was still lying on his chest.

Tang Moshen had already woken up, his left arm on her back, playing with her long hair.

With his right hand, he rested on the computer and flipped through the conference report on it.

Not quite accustomed to the naked face of the two like this, Pei Yunqing quickly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Tang Moshen turned his gaze and raised his big hand to straighten the messy hair on her face.

"You can sleep for another twenty minutes."

Knowing that he was recognized by him, Pei Yunqing couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore, so he had to smile at him with a red face.

"Uncle, morning!"

Sensing something in her chest, she lowered her face in confusion, only to see a jade plaque hanging from her chest.

Slightly larger than a dollar coin, it is white and smooth, with a flying dragon carved into it.

The carving is excellent, and the flying dragon is lifelike, revealing a momentum of flying above the nine heavens.

Back then, her mother Luo Yan had always loved jade, so Pei Yunqing also knew some knowledge of jade.

Not to mention this exquisite carving, just by looking at the color of this jade, you know that it is not an ordinary product, and from the perspective of pulp, it should also be an antiquity.

She had never had such a thing, and she didn't have to think about it to know that Tang Moshen put it on her.

"Uncle, this is ......"

Pei Yun raised his eyes in confusion, and met the man's gaze.

"I'll send you." Stretching out his fingers to help her straighten the jade pendant, Tang Moshen's fingers gently supported the jade body, and his tone was solemn, "Don't lose it." ”

This jade is something that can only be obtained by the head of the Tang family in the past dynasties, and the heirloom object is not known how many generations it has been passed down in the Tang family.

Before his mother died, she gave him this piece of jade to give him to his future wife.

These days, he has been trying to make up for her a real birthday present.

This piece of jade is undoubtedly the most suitable gift.

"Thank you, uncle."

Standing up slightly, Pei Yun cautiously leaned over and kissed him lightly on the cheek, and the person leaned on his shoulder.

"I must love it as if it were my own life."

"Yes."

Raising his arm to hug her, the man's fingers gently stroking her long hair in a concerned tone.

"Are you still used to training?"

Feeling his warmth, Pei Yun squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

"I felt a little tired at first, but I liked it."

As she spoke, she lifted her finger and gently stroked his shoulder.

Noticing the scabbed wound on his arm, she reached over her fingers and carefully held on to his scar.

The man raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.

Just because his injury was not healed, Pei Yun raised his eyes in confusion.

"Did I hurt you?"

The man's ink eyes flashed with a somewhat strange look.

"I'm afraid I'll hurt you!"