Feeling that Mo Shaochen's body was stagnant, Xu Anran didn't have time to continue to ask, but he was blocked by the other party's chattering mouth......

Xu Anran's eyes widened, staring at the man who gnawed at him opposite.

She wanted to scold him, even hit him, but her blank brain couldn't convey her thoughts.

Sad,

is gnawed at every turn, and is gnawed so naturally, so aggrieved......

After a long time, Mo Shaochen let go of the little woman in his arms.

Seeing her blood red, Mo Shaochen's body suddenly tightened, and he suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have let go of her so easily, and now he wants to continue, I'm afraid it's a little difficult......

As soon as Xu Anran was released, he quickly flashed to the side from under Mo Shaochen's arm against the wall.

A steel pipe hugged the bed to prevent himself from being hugged again, and then he complained: "You hate it, every time it's so sudden, I don't have any preparation at all." "Why don't you want to avoid the important and light?!

"You mean, you gave me a kiss when I said it?"

Uh, you're thinking too much.

This one needs to be asked, of course...... Impossible.

Seeing that Xu Anran lowered his head and didn't speak, Mo Shaochen turned around and poured out the winter melon soup on the table from the thermos bucket and handed it to her.

"Drink it, I'll take a shower!"

"Oh!"

Well? Bathe?

"You're going to sleep here?"

Looking at the man who didn't take care of himself and walked straight into the bathroom, Xu Anran held his forehead and looked distressed at the 75cm bed that was just enough to put down his own.

Fuck your uncle's female allergies, you don't sleep in the soft big bed at home, and you came to grab the single bed with Miss Ben, was this guy's head kicked by the Nine Emperors?

"Hurry up and get some soup."

Nima, you know she didn't drink even after the door is closed?

Xu Anran lowered his head in resignation, looking at the milky white soup in the bowl, and his heart was depressed.

"Mo Shaochen, is this soup rancid? How do you feel different from other winter melon soups, the taste is weird. ”

As soon as the sour smell entered her nose, she was a little disgusted, and she wanted to pour it out every time in the past, but looking back, Mo Shaochen would definitely not give him the spoiled things, so she endured the uncomfortable drink.

But tonight she ate a big bowl of wonton for supper, and said that she didn't want to stuff anything into her stomach anymore.

"I added some precious materials, and the value of this bowl of soup is estimated to be worth your canteen meal for a year, so it can't be wasted!"

Mom, a bowl for a year?

Isn't that the diamond soup she drinks?!

Hearing Mo Shaochen's words, she swallowed hard.

Carefully placed the soup on the desk, carefully studied it for a few seconds, and folded his hands, "Thank the Lord for giving me such a rich soup." ”

When Mo Shaochen came out of the bathroom, he saw that she was still in a daze at the bowl, wiping her hair while muttering: "I don't mind feeding you one bite at a time." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Xu Anran's mouth twitched a few times, and without saying a word, before Mo Shaochen came over, he took a sip of the soup in the bowl.

What could she do?

It's better to coax than to drink saliva.

Can......

The soup is finished,

Next, it looks like it's time for her to go to bed and wash up!

Putting down the bowl, she turned around seriously, intending to talk to someone about the bed.

But I don't want to see a vivid 'fruit man picture'.

Looking at the man who was exposed to four-fifths of his body, Xu Anran's heart was absolutely broken.

It's definitely insulting a certain big demon king in his heart as an exhibitionist.

Correct......

There was an indescribable ...... in his eyes Obsessed......