Mu Xiaonuan was conquered by a pair of water-cutting autumn pupils with affectionate gaze, she nodded lightly,

This domineering man who stands up to the sky and the earth, and Mount Tai collapses in front of him without changing his color, proposes to himself in such a way, and it is fake to say that he is not moved.

The love and doting in his eyes clearly expressed to her, how could he make her refuse, even if any bloody wind after following him turned into a finger twist,

Proud as he was, domineering as he was, but able to say such refreshing words in such a precious but cautious tone, how could she refuse?

The eye-catching man, the handsome face, the deep eyes, everything made her heart beat faster, coupled with the blessed eyes around her and the whispers that only lovers have, how could she refuse?

The choir was still singing, and the people in the room were still quiet, they all enjoyed this unique silence, even if they knew that when the heroine nodded, they should clap and laugh to meet the climax of the atmosphere, however, none of them, still maintained the original silence.

It's not that they don't understand, it's that they don't want to break this tranquility, this kind of obsessive romance.

Mo Kun smiled softly, the ring in his hand slowly and gently put it between Mu Xiaonuan's fingers, and after kissing it lightly,

Slowly stood up, the tall body leaned over to her, kissed her forehead first, looked at the woman's eyes like a treasure, rubbed her skin with his hand, slowly tasted it, reached out to pluck her hair, and then leaned over her lips, softly savoring its beauty.

Mu Xiaonuan was attracted by his most dazzling eyes, and also looked at him for a moment, quiet and tender.

Mo Kun gradually approached with a soft lip flap that seemed to drip water, pecked the slightly cool red lips lightly, and slid his dexterous tender tongue into his mouth, sucking in the softness, taking every corner, every corner.

The corners of the eyebrows and eyes are delicate, and the voice and smile are gentle.

Mu Xiaonuan felt the shallowness of the man, and also tasted the man's treasure, and was even more intoxicated by the faint mint fragrance on the man's body, and responded hard.

There was silence all around, and Mo Jian, Mu Heng, Liu Jing and a few juniors all quietly felt their heat and couldn't help it.

It seems that a century has passed, Mo Kun let go of the woman who was about to suffocate, and still looked at her for a moment, looking at the surrounding light without leaking, and his eyes were full of this woman who made her heart move.

Mu Xiaonuan came back to her senses at this time, turned her head and wanted to look at the people just now, but found that there were other people around, and they all took the initiative to invite them, leaving these two emotional men and women to continue their intoxication.

"Xiao Nuan, let's go home!" Mo Kun continued to bite her earlobe shallowly, and the bewitching magic sound was as eroding as ever.

The man's rough fingers scraped her fair and smooth neck little by little, the whole head leaned against her ear, the short and thick inch hair rubbed against her delicate skin, the thorns made her numb and itchy, and the warm breath sprayed on the edge of her collarbone, like a scorching heat wave, making the woman lose herself a long time ago, nodding obsessively.

With the woman's acquiescence, Mo Kun didn't stay for a moment, and walked outside with Mu Xiaonuan in his arms, eager and urgent.

As if they knew his thoughts, the outside had already been cleared, empty, and no one stopped them from leaving quietly.

At the dinner table, Mu Zichen still looked back from time to time, wanting to see when Mommy would come back for dinner.

Qiu Ling smiled playfully: "Silly boy, they are all full, they are not hungry, they won't come to eat, you will be in charge of us these days, you know?" ”

"Why?" Mu Zichen pursed her mouth, and her clear and smart eyes were more puzzled and hurt: "My mommy should be hungry at this time, she is also very well-behaved this afternoon, and she didn't eat snacks?" ”

Qiu Ling choked, and then exchanged glances with Mu Jianguo beside her, and couldn't help laughing.

Of course, Mo Jian, Mu Heng and Liu Jing at the dinner table also smiled quietly.

Mu Zichen saw that they were all laughing, and hurriedly pretended to react: "Oh, I know, it must be my father who took her out to eat, no, I have to tell my father that I can't let Mommy eat hot pot, she has been very angry these days." ”

Liu Jing touched Mu Zichen's little head, with a look of kindness: "Silly boy, your father is measured, he won't take your mommy out to eat, don't worry!" ”

Mu Zichen thought about it, and with the feeling that he had been with Mo Kun for a few days, he felt that he was a more reliable person, so he put his mind at ease and ate quietly.

And Mu Jianguo quietly bit his ear with Qiu Ling: "Little warm fire is big, you say, how did that Mo Shao lower the fire for her, what kind of move!" Why don't you ask in the future, and we will learn too? ”

"Get out." Even if Qiu Ling already had two children, she couldn't help but blush her earlobes and smacked at him.

Mu Jianguo disagreed, and smiled.

As for the two little old men who also understood, they continued to laugh.

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After dinner, Mu Zichen sat in the long empty living room and watched TV, by the way to see if he could wait for Mommy's return.

After Mo Jian and Mu Heng walked out of the study together, both of them walked over and sat beside him: "Aaron, will you go back to Mo's house with me these days?" ”

Mu Zichen turned his head and looked at him: "Are you the old Mo that my father said?" ”