Mo Kun rubbed his somewhat swollen forehead, stood in the courtyard for a while, and only after feeling better did he turn around and walk back to the room.

Behind him, Aunt Fang complained about Uncle Fang's words: "Look at you, you know to drink, I told you, Mr. Mo is not a person like you who is a bad drinker, you just don't listen, look, drink too much!" ”

Uncle Fang said nonchalantly: "It's okay, I know that Mr. Mo is not a person like me, but do you know, people are the kind of boss level, who often drinks, where will I drink too much, I am happy in my heart, do you know, every time I see Xiao Nuan coming alone, I think she is ·······"

'Knock knock. A few knocks sounded, Mu Zichen hurriedly ran over, quickly opened the door, and looked at the man at the door with an uncertain expression: "You're back." ”

"Hmm." Mo Kun was in a very good mood when he heard the two words back, he smiled and nodded, ready to go inside.

"She's in a bad mood, you pay attention." Mu Zichen opened the door a little, stood aside, let Mo Kun enter the room, and reminded him by the way.

Mo Kun bent down and rubbed Mu Zichen's little head: "Thank you." ”

Mu Zichen waved his hand arrogantly: "I'll go to Brother Xiaoquan, and you will pick me up when you're done." ”

Mo Kun leaned against the door frame, quietly watching the little figure walk not far away, and his smile became even stronger.

Closing the door, Mo Kun looked up at the woman on the recliner looking out the window motionlessly, all the confusion that should be drunk was gone, only the feeling of distress remained.

A light white shirt with a pair of shorts and a curled body stimulated Mo Kun's cranial nerves.

He stepped forward lightly, half-knelt in front of the woman, squeezed the woman's hand on his lap in his big palm, and rubbed lightly, as if he were treating a rare treasure, carefully caring.

Under the fingers, the warm touch is like white porcelain, exuding a faint mint fragrance, which is the smell of the woman after bathing just now.

Mu Xiaonuan lowered her eyes, looking at this demonic face, her heart was pounding, but her face was still faint and tepid: "How did you convince my grandparents?" ”

Mo Kun raised his warm gaze and looked at this woman who was strong on the outside and weak on the inside, and he didn't notice the tenderness and sweetness in his tone: "You have a grandparent who loves you, and they are very worried about you!" ”

did not answer Mu Xiaonuan's question, but said such an inconsequential fact.

Mu Xiaonuan frowned slightly and smiled bitterly: "I know that my affairs have always been a pain in their hearts, but they haven't shown it, so I'm even more guilty." ”

Mo Kun didn't speak, gently patted the little hand in his palm, and then put it to his mouth and kissed it shallowly.

Feeling the man's shallow breath and the faint aroma of wine in the air, coupled with the man's nonchasm on her fingers stimulating her delicate feelings, like a heat wave tumbling outside, her heart also trembled.

"Nuan Nuan, promise me, try to understand me, okay?" The man continued in his deep, magnetic voice, low but with indescribable bewitchment.

Mu Xiaonuan was a little obsessed, and a little silent, not knowing how to answer.

She was still a little sober at the moment, and she knew that she should say no, but there seemed to be a little person in her heart who stopped her, so she couldn't say that word, so she could only be silent.

Mo Kun felt the uneasy rubbing of the little hand in his palm, drew the curvature of the corners of his mouth to the extreme, and was cautious, like a treasure: "I know your concerns, and I also know that my identity is exactly what you are most unwilling to accept, but, Nuan Nuan, birth is not something we can choose, so let's change the environment around us, okay?" ”