Nightlord chuckled lowly, deliberately making her no longer protest.

Mo Xiaomeng's face turned red, he tugged at his clothes, and his small fist slammed down on his shoulder.

But he was so tall and she was so petite, and in contrast, her little fist should be smaller than the strength of an ant to him, right?

Completely unmoved.

"You ......" she blushed and nudged him a few times anxiously, "Don't go too far, okay?" You're always ...... like that."

said that he was going to Yin's house to find Xiaoxiao, did he do it on purpose?

Ye Sijue raised his eyes, staring at her little face uninhibitedly, and the pure male aura lingered around her, like a mellow wine, which made people a little intoxicated.

Mo Xiaomeng was stared at by his eyes, and she was almost slightly drunk and addicted to it.

His sexy voice whispered, "Is it excessive?" How can I not call it excessive? ”

The deliberately lowered voice seems to be demagogic to people's hearts.

Seriously, with Mo Xiaomeng's identity, she has seen not a thousand but hundreds of handsome guys, but she has never felt that a man is so charming at this moment.

The heart, beating at a gallop.

"Excessive! You've gone too far! Alright, stop making trouble. Mo Xiaomeng was embarrassed, and her moist eyes stared at him, but she didn't have any momentum at all, but she looked even more cute.

Nightlord's eyes deepened.

He himself was a little confused, obviously he hadn't known this little thing for long, but when he looked at her, he felt a feeling of fullness, which was hard to describe.

Difficult to explain situation.

He suddenly remembered Song Shijun's ridicule, saying that he and Mo Xiaomeng should not be destined, right? Otherwise, how could there be a spark so quickly?

Probably, that's it, right?

In fact, Ye Sijue is a person who does not believe in fate, he believes that man will win the day, and his fate is in his own hands.

But this time, the heartbeat came unexpectedly, so he couldn't resist even if he wanted to, so he could only compromise all at once.

After taking a deep look at her, Ye Sijue suddenly let go of her, got off the sofa, and walked to the bathroom.

Mo Xiaomeng looked at him, worried about whether he was angry.

She thought about it and hurriedly chased after it.

But the door was closed in front of her.

Mo Xiaomeng patted the door and asked without beating around the bush, "Ye Sijue, are you angry?" ”

"Nope." His voice came out in a low voice, "I'll take a shower, and I'll take you to Yin's house later, and you can change your clothes too." ”

There didn't seem to be anything wrong with listening to his voice, it didn't look like he was angry.

She was relieved, "Oh, then I'm going to change my clothes." ”

The little girl ran back to the room, thinking that she might meet the elders when she went to the Yin family, so she picked out a lady's dress.

As soon as she changed her clothes, he came out of the shower with only a bath towel around him and walked into the room.

The man who had just taken a shower exuded a strong masculine atmosphere.

Mo Xiaomeng only felt that her eyes were shaking, and she was a little distracted.

"Why aren't you wearing shoes?" Yess frowned, walked over to her, pulled her to the edge of the bed, and sat her down.

"Wait for me here."

As he spoke, he walked out.

Mo Xiaomeng just looked at his back blankly, the wide back, no matter how you look at it, feels very reliable, which makes people want to rely on it.

She suddenly remembered that during the autumn tour of the resort, Xiao Xiao asked Yin Shaojie to carry it on her back several times.