Chapter 23: The skirt barely covers the thighs

She wore a blood-stained white dress, like an angel with folded wings.

At that time, I clenched my fists and swore in my heart.

This girl, I will protect her for the rest of my life.

- Tang Moshen

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The black Bentley drove into the Tang Palace and stopped in front of the mansion.

Tang Moshen got out of the car door, took the tablet computer handed over by Secretary Wen, walked into the living room, and saw Pei Yunqing on the sofa at a glance.

The girl was hunched up and lying on her side, lazy as a cat.

The book in her left hand had fallen on the carpet, and she was still holding a pen between her right fingers, and the azure slip dress was like a wave, wrapping her fair and slender body, and the skirt barely covered the thighs.

Tang Moshen walked over with his long legs, his pace was as usual, but his steps were already light.

Bent over to pick up the book she had dropped on the ground, gently put it on the coffee table, and her eyes fell on her little face, and she couldn't help but lose her mind.

Her long silky black hair was scattered over her shoulders, her little face slept peacefully, her long eyelashes hung down with a faint shadow, her cheeks were soft in the light, and a few strands of hair hung down on the side of her nose, still swaying slightly with her breathing.

The gesture is a little cute, but more seductive.

The little girl in his memory, who seemed to have grown up quietly before he knew it.

With the sound of his footsteps, Zhou Bo walked over from the worker's room with his clothes on.

Tang Moshen quickly raised his right hand and pulled over the decorative blanket on the sofa to cover Pei Yunqing's bare shoulders and legs - he didn't want other people's men to see her like this.

"How do you let her sleep here?"

The man's voice was low, but his tone was full of displeasure.

Even though it was already June, the night on the mountain was still cold, what should she do if she fell asleep like this?

Uncle Zhou stopped on the side of the sofa and whispered, "I urged Miss a few times, but she only said that she would wait for you to come back and celebrate your birthday together." ”

Birthday?

Tang Moshen's eyebrows jumped slightly, and he looked sideways at the restaurant, and through the door of the restaurant, he could see the corner of the red wine and cake on the table.

So, she hasn't eaten yet?

Looking back, Tang Moshen stretched out his palm to support her shoulder, carefully lifted her arm to his shoulder, and stretched his left arm under her neck......

Zhou Bo saw that he wanted to carry Pei Yunqing upstairs, and he was worried about taking a step forward.

"Young master, you have injuries on your body, let me come!"

Tang Moshen glanced at him sideways, his gaze was as sharp as a beast king who had been violated by others.

Just one glance made Zhou Bo's back chill, his heart jumped, and he hurriedly bent over and retreated.

Stretching out his injured right arm to support Pei Yunqing's leg, Tang Moshen slowly got up, carried her off the sofa, and stepped onto the stairs.

Shocked by him, Pei Yun opened his eyes in a daze, saw the familiar face in front of him, and woke up most of the time at once.

Tang Moshen?

He's back, and ...... Carrying her upstairs.

He still has a wound on his arm, how can he struggle?!

Pei Yunqing's first reaction was that she should jump down, but the man's arms were wide and warm, so she couldn't help but be greedy.

If she hadn't fallen asleep, he didn't know how long it would have been before he would have hugged her.

The arm on his shoulder was quietly tightened, Pei Yun leaned towards him without a trace, and buried his face in his neck socket, the man's skin was warm and smooth, and there was a faint scent of sandalwood on his body.

I really hope that this staircase can never be climbed, and I can lie in his arms for the rest of my life!

As he walked upstairs, her face brushed his neck one by one, and her long silky hair playfully slipped through his collar, like a cool little hand gently rubbing his skin, fanning everywhere.

A dryness rose in her heart, Tang Mo took a light breath and quickened her pace into her bedroom.