“……”

Mo Yongheng was stunned.

He stood stiffly in place, bending over to hug her, staring at her in disbelief.

What did she just do?

In Mo Yongheng's mind, for a moment, there was only a blank space.

Half loud, coming back to his senses, he reached out and touched his lip.

There was no temperature on it, only a faint jasmine scent, which was the smell of her body.

It was as if at that moment, a nerve in his brain was also broken.

The person who gritted his teeth and endured, but the person who was holding his thigh, did not notice the slightest danger of the breath, and was trying to follow his thigh, trying to climb on him.

The little hands groped around on him insecurely......

"Shhh

Mo Yongheng gasped.

I cursed in my heart ten thousand times, but in the end, I couldn't help it, picked her up again, and threw her on the bed.

"Zheng Yan, I'm not allowed to move, sleep well!"

"Uncomfortable ......"

Zheng Yan turned over on the bed, rubbed it into the pillow, and muttered aggrievedly.

Mo Yongheng told her not to move, but she moved even more.

I got into the bed and got out of it.

wrapped himself in the quilt like a cicada chrysalis, and shouted that he was on fire and was about to burn her to death, so that Mo Yongheng could save her quickly.

Mo Yongheng's reaction was a little slower, and she began to cry and curse.

It's really crying.

Crying like he's going to cry to death.

Mo Yongheng never knew that she actually had so many tears, and she couldn't finish shed.

Finally took her into his arms, coaxed her, let her sit obediently, and he went to pour her a glass of water.

When she finished drinking, she began to shout again that her body was sticky and uncomfortable.

"I'm going to take a shower." Zheng Yan sat on the edge of the bed, like a normal person, and spoke.

But now in Mo Yongheng's eyes, she is a time bomb.

If he didn't go in to accompany him in the bath, he was afraid that she would drown herself in the bathtub.

If he went in, he was afraid that he would force him to burst his blood vessels in the bathroom, so he refused her request without hesitation.

"You sit still, I'll wring a towel for you and wipe your face."

Mo Yongheng hurriedly walked to the bathroom, as if he was worried that he would regret it if he walked slowly.

When he wrung the towel and came out, the person who was sitting on the edge of the bed just now had already lay down and fell asleep.

It's just a blink of an eye, and he sleeps well, like an angel.

Mo Yongheng's footsteps paused slightly, came back to his senses, and continued to walk forward.

Stopped in front of her, supported the edge of the bed with one hand, and gently wiped the tears on her face.

How strong the wine she chose, I am afraid that she herself did not think of it.

If it weren't for his good drinking, how would she surprise him with her performance tonight?

Mo Yongheng held a wet towel in his hand and looked at the person in front of him fixedly.

The voice was low, with a hint of hoarseness.

"Zheng Yan, do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Know ......"

The sudden answer made Mo Yongheng stunned.

Soon it turned out that it was just the whispering of her dreams.

"Big brother is not angry...... I don't climb walls, I ......"

“……”

Mo Yongheng's body shook violently.

His eyes widened in astonishment, looking at the sleeping man.

What did she just say?

Big brother.

Climb the wall.

The picture in my memory seems to be unfolding in front of my eyes.

Zheng Yan, who is small, has a white and beautiful little face, and hangs on the wall of her house with envy.