When the first rays of sunlight in the morning scorched in, Poppy rubbed his misty sleepy eyes, watched the red sun break through the fog outside the window, dispelling the gloom of the sky, and the light golden light penetrated the layers of clouds and nights, and sprinkled straight in.

The room was silent, and only the sound of light breathing was heard. Her consciousness gradually returned, and then she realized that she was lying on her side on top of the collapse, curled up in Mo Yi's arms for a whole night, and the cartilage of the thin quilt holding the red brocade peony case was all attached to him at this time, intertwining with him.

That posture, to be honest, is as ambiguous as it gets.

Fortunately, the profane and thin robes on the two of them are still there, otherwise, I am afraid that the poppy faces will be stuffed into the ground at this time.

In fact, the things she expected to happen didn't happen last night, maybe Mo Yi saw through her sudden nervousness and unpreparedness, or maybe his wound was really not suitable for strenuous exercise, or maybe he was really too tired - the days of fighting and non-stop running made him exhausted to the extreme, and last night he just let go of that domineering oath to her, and after a while, he fell asleep with him in his arms.

Or, Mo Yi really just came here to sleep as he said. He said that only by her side could he sleep soundly, and he said that she was the only harbor he could dock in this world.

Well, Poppy admits that when he whispered something like this in her ear, her heart suddenly became so soft that she almost blurted out: "Then you can sleep with me in the future." ”

So, his uncle hugged the beauty in his arms with great peace of mind, and slept soundly on the couch of the beauty, while the poor poppy, who claimed to be a female hooligan, shamefully lost sleep.

Being hugged so tightly by his beloved, treated affectionately, but doing nothing, as a sexually heartless twenty-first century female hooligan, it would be hellish to be able to sleep.

However, she felt sorry for him, and could not bear to disturb his good night's sleep, so she had to stare at him by herself through the moonlight outside the window for a whole night, and silently recited in her heart a hundred times with tears in her eyes, "Color is empty is color", and it was almost dawn before she fell asleep.

At this time, her body was tightly attached to Mo Yi, curled up in his arms, feeling the warmth brought by his solid body, an inexplicable heat in her body suddenly flowed in her body, and suddenly realized the ambiguous distance between the two at this time, she subconsciously wanted to retreat and leave a little distance from him, but her mind was suddenly stunned, at this time, there was no one else in this attic, what kind of shame is she harming?

Besides, being able to get along with Mo Yi so intimately is something she has always dreamed of, why does she have to twist and pinch? Pretending to be high? Pretending to be pure? Who is it for?

If she is still so pretentious at this time, I am afraid that God will not be able to help but split her.

What kind of reason, courtesy, righteousness and shame, at this time in the poppy mind like a floating cloud, forget it, let them all go to hell!

Thinking of this, she moved her body slightly again, allowing herself to snuggle closer to Mo Yi, but at this time, the bodies of the two were almost tightly fit, and they couldn't get closer, and there was suddenly a little more disappointment in her eyes.

I want to be closer to this man.

I want to become one with him, I want to let myself melt into his blood, I want to be connected with his flesh and blood, I want to walk all over the world with him, I want to be white with him overnight, and I want to be forever in bond.....

"Tell you poppy, those things about the end of the world and Lao Yan's separation, you'd better not even think about it! You have been my Mo Yi person all your life, even if you are a ghost, you can only be with me! ”

Mo Yi's powerful and almost domineering words last night suddenly flowed back in her mind, and her poppy heart suddenly warmed, soft as cashmere, and she subconsciously shrank her head and curled up into Mo Yi's arms.

sighed softly, and whispered softly in his arms in a faint voice that was almost inaudible: "Mo Yi, Mo Yi, do you know how much I love you, I love you so much that I can't wait to be with you overnight, and I will never be separated from you for the rest of my life....."

Mo Yi's steady and long breathing came from above his head, and it seemed that the days of fighting had indeed exhausted him to the extreme.

In her memory, Mo Yi seems to have always been a person who is extremely vigilant, but has a very shallow sleep, the slightest movement will wake him up immediately, and the next moment he will have a sharp blade in his hand ready to attack. She even wondered if Mo Yi never needed to sleep, and it was the first time she had seen Mo Yi sleep so comfortably since she had known him for so long.

Could it really be as he said, only in front of her, would he be so relaxed and at ease?

Thinking of what he said last night, a thin mist surged up from the bottom of her golden brown eyes for no reason, and a wonderful feeling welled up in her heart.

The smell of Mo Yi's body is very light, but it smells exceptionally good, there is a smell of grass after the rain, poppy sniffed him, the pointed and small jaw was pillowed in a comfortable way on his neck socket, cool, her face was against his slightly hot skin, yawned comfortably, moved her head, rubbed, and felt in a trance that she was about to fall asleep again.

The present world is stable, and the years are quiet...

Such a sentence came out of her mind for no reason, if she could be so entangled with him all her life, she was willing to exchange everything she had.

Just when she was still immersed in her lingering thoughts, a low and seductive murmur suddenly echoed in her ears: "If you continue to grind like this, I can't promise that you won't do what you didn't do last night." ”

It was the embarrassment of being stolen again, poppy tears flowed down her heart, thinking to herself why she didn't know before, Mo Yi was such a black-bellied person, how could he be so tired of playing this drama of pretending to sleep and other teasing? The most angry thing is that her pathetic self-control is too uncompetitive, and she will be fooled stupidly every time.

"Shameless! Rogue! You're pretending to be asleep again! Her pink fist suddenly stopped when it was about to fall on him, damn reason, always surging up at the most critical time, looking at her reluctantly retracting the fist of embarrassment, Mo Yi suddenly felt good, lowered her head and pecked lightly on her pink lips, but her lips and teeth bit her lip flap fiercely, and said with a smile: "Who said that there are no teeth, uncle, my teeth are very good." ”

Then, the arm that had been around her suddenly closed, and she looked up, just in time to see a playful smile slowly on his lips.

The feeling of being teased suddenly became extremely strong, and her face was flushed with anger, this bastard always likes to tease her like this.

However, who is Poppy? That's a female hooligan who doesn't let her eyebrows, how can she let Mo Yi have the upper hand every time? Even if it's a battle of words, it won't work!

Her golden brown eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of the same banter, she quickly lifted his graceful chin with her fingers, and teased in an extremely frivolous tone: "Beauty, you have to figure it out, last night it was clearly the uncle, I saw that you were injured, and you were so tired from fighting for days that you had no strength, and I couldn't bear to destroy the grass with my hands, so I reluctantly let you go, you don't want to toast and eat and drink!" ”

Mo Yi was slightly stunned by her bold and shameless words, as if he didn't expect this girl to improve, she used to be so nervous when she was alone with him, but now she can be so bold and anti-flirtation, and this anti-flirtation is still done in a good way, he secretly laughed in his heart, but he didn't resist, so he let her hold his chin lightly, motionless and motionless at her expression that became more and more stiff because she was uncomfortable with herself, and burst into bursts of laughter after a while.

In her memory, this was the first time she saw Mo Yi laughing out loud without any scruples, and suddenly her heart was filled with a trace of tenderness, but that tenderness didn't last long, seeing Mo Yi laughing louder and louder, she suddenly had a sense of frustration in her heart that the conspiracy had not succeeded, she blushed and wrinkled her eyebrows and glared at him: "What are you laughing at, the master is teasing you, you have to cooperate a little." ”

Mo Yi hugged her tightly and laughed until he was almost out of breath, and then he leaned into her ear again and whispered: "Then don't bear it, I grit my teeth and persevere, and I will fulfill you." ”

Poppy's brows trembled involuntarily, and the corners of his lips suddenly twitched, what is it called lifting a stone to hit one's own feet?

She obviously just wanted to be quick to talk and tease him, why was she still molested in the end?

Mo Yi is really a rascal who is very well hidden, the enemy is too strong, she is too light on the enemy, she underestimates him!

Moreover, the enemy was not only strong, but also very cunning, and he suddenly turned over, pressed her under him, and trapped her in that small world with his arms, and looked down at her, and those deep eyes made her scalp tingle for a while.

She hurriedly avoided his burning eyes, and her gaze suddenly moved a little, this look was not tight, and she almost had a nosebleed, God, don't have such a seduction!

At this time, I saw Mo Yi's thin robe scattered, and his naked chest was covered outside, although he still had the scars of a caracal, but for Poppy, such a beautiful man was still half-naked and had a fatal temptation. She suddenly felt her mouth dry, and a most instinctive desire from the depths of her body rushed straight to her brain.

Who will save her, Poppy shouted frantically in her heart, she felt that she was going to go crazy just by looking at it, she seemed to hear a sinful villain in her heart shouting at her: "Push him down!" Strip him naked! Eat him! ”

It's just that the initiative at that time was no longer in her hands, although she claimed to be a female hooligan, but for the untrained poppy, at this time it was even more than stunned, although she had seen a lot of porn in the present world, but now she sadly found that practice is the last word on the road to success, in vain she has empty ambitions, but the actual operation index is basically zero, just when she was still struggling in her mind whether she should strip him first or should strip herself first, Mo Yi's hot lips had already fallen....

He tossed and turned and licked. Sucking on her lips until her pink lips became ruddy and swollen, she let go, but the hot lips and tongue bit and sucked down her ears and fell on her neck, and she tossed and turned, and the strange pleasure made her fascinated, and she had long forgotten her original intention.

It turns out that in these years, female hooligans are also a technical job, three hundred and sixty lines, and it is not easy to do it..... This is the last remaining vestige of pitiful consciousness of Poppy.