Mo Qingchen turned around, reached out directly, pulled Su Yunran under him, picked up her small chin with her slender fingers, rubbed it a few times, and leaned down slightly, and kissed Su Yunran's slightly thin lips against Su Yunran's slightly pale thin lips.

Mo Qingchen's unique breath came to her face, and she quickly surrounded herself, Su Yunran's body trembled, she raised her head slightly, her thin lips continued to warm up, the tip of her tongue was gently held, and the soft touch had a strength that could not be ignored, making her breathing a little chaotic, and her heartbeat lost its original rhythm.

Mo Qingchen's hand holding Su Yunran's chin slowly let go, moved to her slender waist, and firmly supported her body, the temperature of the palm of the palm continued to pass over, rippling deep affection.

Mo Qingchen closed his eyes, slowly deepened the kiss, grabbed one of Su Yunran's hands with one hand, and his slender fingers were embedded between her fingers, interlocking with her fingers, and tightening slightly.

Su Yunran's consciousness of being kissed was a little blurred, and he felt the force coming from his hand, and subconsciously tightened his hand a little, and his fingers were interlocked even closer.

The lights flickered, and the rippling moonlight entered the room through the window, spilling on the two embracing and kissing each other, blurring everything around them, leaving only the young man and woman.

Between her lips and teeth, Su Yunran clearly heard the chaotic heartbeat, I don't know if it was hers or his, the breath of the two was entangled, the black hair was entangled, and it was impossible to tell whose green silk was and whose affection was.

After a long time, Mo Qingchen removed her lips from Su Yun's dyed lips, rested her head on her thin shoulder, grabbed her reddened earlobe suddenly, and bit it gently, the tip of her hot tongue continued to tease, causing her to tremble for a while.

The heartbeat and breathing had lost their original rhythm, Su Yunran's eyebrows trembled slightly, his eyes gradually blurred, he grabbed the shirt behind Mo Qingchen with one hand, and slowly tightened it, and the joints of the bones were actually flushed with bursts of white.

Feeling Su Yunran's nervousness, Mo Qingchen's hand on her waist gently brushed, and her soft thin lips gently kissed her gentle thin eyebrows, the thick eyelashes like butterfly feathers, the small nose, the tear mole that seemed to be dyed at random, the delicate chin, and finally the gentle kiss continued to fall on Su Yunran's flushed face, with a soothing meaning.

After a while, Su Yunran's breath gradually stabilized, and his breathing slowly returned to normal.

With a deep sigh of relief, Mo Qingchen left Su Yunran's body, reached out and carefully picked her up, and her big knuckled hands gently pressed her head on her chest, bypassed the screen splashed with ink, sat on the low couch, and put the girl in her arms on her lap.

Su Yunran took a deep breath, calming down his chaotic emotions, his white little hands tightly grasped Mo Qingchen's clothes, and his thin eyebrows furrowed slightly.

In his ears was Mo Qingchen's steady and powerful heartbeat, with an inexplicable feeling of soothing, Su Yunran slowly closed his eyes, and his breathing became slow.

The slender fingers gently caressed Su Yunran's soft green silk, Mo Qingchen groaned a little, and said softly: "Ah Ran." ”

Su Yunran let out a soft "um", slowly opened his eyes, and his calm gaze fell on Mo Qingchen's face, with a faint temperature.

Mo Qingchen hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "A place like Yicui Building, you really don't want to go again." ”

"If you really want to go, I'll go with you."

As he spoke, Mo Qingchen's hand holding Su Yunran's waist tightened a little, and with a strange stubbornness, he continued: "I'm serious. ”

The kind of place in Yicui Building is too mysterious, and the background should not be underestimated, there are many secrets, if something happens to Ah Ran there, the consequences are really unimaginable to Mo Qingchen.

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The corners of Su Yunran's mouth twitched, obviously he didn't expect Mo Qingchen to still think about this matter, but feeling the strength from his waist that could not be ignored, Su Yunran still nodded and responded: "Okay." ”

Mo Qingchen bowed his head and smiled with satisfaction.

"Qingchen."

A voice as clear as jade came from his arms, Mo Qingchen leaned back, and said softly, "I'm here." ”

His eyebrows trembled slightly, Su Yunran's body relaxed slightly, picked up one of Mo Qingchen's hands, played with it casually, and said, "Fang is in Yicui Building, how did you recognize me?" ”

Su Yunran remembered very clearly, she had changed into a skirt now, even Qingsi had changed her style, and she also brought a soft complexion to cover her face, such an outfit, Su Yunran felt that no one could recognize it, but Fang Cai Mo Qingchen hugged herself all of a sudden and took her out of Yicui Building.

This more or less surprised Su Yunran.

Hearing this, Mo Qingchen just raised his eyebrows, smiled faintly, lowered his head slightly, buried his head in Su Yunran's shoulder, and deeply sniffed the bitter medicinal fragrance on her body, with an obvious smile in his mellow voice.

"Because, I remember the taste of Ah Ran."

Hearing this, Su Yunran's fair little face was suddenly dyed with a large flush, adding a bit of charm to her usually elegant and cold face, showing the shyness of her daughter's family.

Biting his lower lip, Su Yunran raised his hand, and his white little hand gently slapped Mo Qingchen's left shoulder, and his subtle voice was full of disgust.

"You're going to talk nonsense."

Mo Qingchen chuckled, took Su Yunran's small hand behind him, wrapped it in the palm of his hand, and said with a smile: "I'm not talking nonsense. ”

As he spoke, Mo Qingchen leaned over slightly and gently kissed Su Yunran's small earlobe, looking very serious.

"Ah Ran's breath, I really remember."

"So, it doesn't matter what Aran becomes."

After a pause, Mo Qingchen's voice sank a little, with a strange seriousness and determination.

"I'll recognize it at a glance."

A few simple words, but like pebbles thrown into the calm lake, stirring up layers of ripples, the ripples rippling, spreading farther away.

Su Yunran pursed her pale thin lips, as if she couldn't find anything to say, so she stretched out her white little hand, pinched Mo Qingchen's stunning cheeks with her slender fingers, and pulled it slightly.

Mo Qingchen didn't care about the hand that was doing nonsense on his face, he just hugged Su Yunran's body a little tighter, but his movements were gentle and cautious, as if he was afraid of hurting the girl in his heart.

After a while, Su Yunran was tired, gently stroked Mo Qingchen's cheek, withdrew his hand, nestled into his arms obediently, and yawned lazily.

Seeing this, Mo Qingchen lowered his head, his eyes fell on Su Yunran's tired face, and a deep distress surged in his heart, he reached out and gently rubbed her head, and said softly: "Are you sleepy?" ”

Su Yunran nodded, rubbed his head against Mo Qingchen's chest, and let out a faint "um".

Mo Qingchen tightened Su Yunran's thin body, got off the low couch, carefully put her on the bed, pulled the brocade quilt on the side, and said patiently: "Let's rest first, you are too tired." ”