It's halfway through the night.

The little youth group on the small bed has fallen asleep soundly.

Mo Sihan looked at the time, closed his laptop, and got up to knock on the bathroom door.

"Have you washed it?" Mo Sihan reminded her, "The fireworks show starts in three minutes."

Originally, they planned to go back, but when they heard that there was a fireworks show in the park tonight, Mo Sihan temporarily decided to stay for one night.

The sound of the hair dryer stopped, and Zhu Wuwu walked out of it.

The picture in front of him was not what Mo Sihan expected.

Mo Sihan's imagination of Zhu Wuwu should be a long-haired shawl, wrapped in a bath towel, revealing two fair-skinned and good-looking legs, his hands folded in front of him, his face was red, and he walked towards him step by step.

It's a pity that the wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Zhu Wuwu, who was standing in front of him, was not only dressed tightly, but the clothes on his body were still the same as they were today.

This is completely unacceptable in the eyes of Mo Sihan, a person with cleanliness.

Mo Sihan's thin lips were pursed, his eyes grabbed Zhu Wuwu's face, and he said in a disappointed tone, "You are fully armed to defend against me?"

Feeling his gaze, Zhu Wuwu pursed his lips: "I'm not as wise as Mr. Mo, and the trunk is ready for a change of clothes at any time."

The stern Mo Sihan instructed, "After watching the fireworks, you go rinse again."

"I don't sleep in a big bed." I wish you no worries and ridicule each other.

Mo Sihan vetoed: "Then you have to wash it clean."

He couldn't have made it clearer, if she didn't listen to him, all she would have had left for her tonight was the sofa.

It's rare to have the opportunity to sleep with the little youth group in your arms, and I wish you no worries so that you don't sleep on the sofa alone.

Wishing no worries about compromise: "Okay then."

The room suite has a large open-air balcony with a great view and is a great place to watch the fireworks.

Night, red wine, fireworks, the atmosphere has been completed.

Mo Sihan held two red wine glasses, leaned on the railing, and hooked his hand towards Zhu Wuwu: "Come here."

Zhu Wuwu's eyes were slightly hesitant and walked over.

"Would you like a drink?" Mo Sihan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Zhu Wuwu shook his head and refused: "I don't drink well."

Mo Sihan handed her the red wine and said softly, "Don't be disappointed."

"Bang!" Several loud bangs kicked off the fireworks show.

At night, countless golden lights streak across the sky, scattering and rising in the form of blooms, blooming in the air, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

Mo Sihan's tall figure cast a large shadow in the light, completely enveloping the woman in his air pressure.

"What do you think of when you see fireworks?"

I wish you a bleak smile: "Fireworks in the prosperous era are prosperous, and fireworks are easy to be cold and easy to disperse."

Mo Sihan frowned: "That's it?"

Zhu Wuwu nodded: "Yes."

"If I knew it was the answer, I wouldn't have watched the fireworks." Mo Sihan stretched out his hand to brush the hair from her ear for her, and traced Zhu Wuwu's face all the way.

His movements were very light and gentle, and his bony fingers caressed Zhu Wuwu's side face, and his eyes were very gentle.

Being looked at by him like this, Zhu Wuwu's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.

Mo Sihan was just looking at her, but suddenly leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

His movements were so sudden that Zhu Wuwu didn't even have a chance to hide.

After Mo Sihan finished kissing, he squinted his eyes, looked into Zhu Wuwu's eyes and said, "Zhu Wuwu, do you still love me?"

"I'm scared." Zhu Wuwu's body defense mechanism returned, and she stood a little farther away from him.

The more she was like this, the more distressed he became.

"Then I'll love you in the future, okay?" Mo Sihan asked so seriously, and his tone was so sincere.

Zhu Wuwu straightened his back without moving, and there was a trace of incomprehensible emotion hidden in his eyes.

"I need some time." Her answer was also unadulterated, "Actually, my mind is still very messy."

Under the night sky, her eyes were dark and bright, and she was very good-looking.

Mo Sihan shook his red wine glass, took a sip on his thin lips, and said unhurriedly, "I understand, I won't force you."

"Thank you."

"There's something I have to tell you in advance, you'd better be prepared first."

"What's the matter?"

"I've been married for so long, and I plan to make your relationship public with me."

"Boom!"

Like thunder.

Zhu Wuwu was stunned, looked at him fixedly, and could vaguely hear his deer-like heartbeat.

Mo Sihan approached her, clasped her waist, and said with a gentle look in his eyes, "It's a matter of time, you don't need to be surprised."

Zhu Wuwu's red lips moved back and forth, but finally he didn't make a sound.

The night is sultry and tight, and the woman in front of you is also sultry and tight.

Mo Sihan's heart shook, and he suddenly leaned over and grabbed her pink lips without hesitation.

"Hmm-"

Fragments of sound leaked out from between his lips and teeth, and the ambiguous atmosphere quickly rose.

Mo Sihan acted recklessly, tasted it in her mouth, and unceremoniously kissed her cheek, all the way up to the corner of her eye.

Zhu Wuwu tensed, widened his eyes and reached out to push the man's chest, but he grabbed his wrist and cut it behind him.

Probably sensing the struggle of the woman under him, the man stopped his movements with compassion.

Zhu Wuwu's mind went blank, and he gasped for air.

Just tasted a little sweetness, it was the time to eat the marrow and know the taste, and he had to stop, and the irritability in the man's heart could not help but be magnified.

Mo Sihan helped Zhu Wuwu to cut his hair again, and his actions were the same as those just now.

After a long time, Mo Sihan explained: "Don't mind, I'm a man, and after being a Chinese turtle spirit for so long, it's inevitable that I will be impulsive."

It is appropriate for him to describe himself as a Chinese turtle spirit.

Zhu Wuwu frowned, turned around and walked to the room indifferently.

A magnetic voice came from behind: "The fireworks haven't finished yet, don't you want to watch it?"

"Don't look at it."

Seeing that back disappear from sight, Mo Sihan's expression could not hide his loneliness, and he sat alone on the balcony drinking and enjoying the fireworks.

……

When Mo Sihan returned to the house after drinking, Zhu Wuwu had just taken a shower and came out of the bathroom.

This time, the bath towel wraps the body, the carcass *** person, and the spring is unique.

Mo Sihan's sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously, and his eyes looked straight at her.

Zhu Wuwu stretched out his jade finger and pointed to the bed: "I want to sleep in a big bed."

After speaking, I wish you to lift the quilt and lie down in the quilt.

This woman's skills are really top-notch.

What did she do right, and she even had the face to grab the big bed with him?

Mo Sihan's eyebrows were furrowed, and he said in a low voice, "Then you sleep on the big bed, and I sleep on the sofa."

Good men don't fight with women, Mo Sihan was already angry with her, and he didn't want to waste his words with her.

Mo Sihan fell asleep upside down, lying on the sofa, choosing to turn his back to her.

After the lights went out, the lights in the room gradually dimmed, and the surroundings were quiet.

In the dark, Mo Sihan's black eyes were always open, as bright as stars.

He was annoyed that he was angry just now and said that he was sleeping on the sofa?

Is that damn self-esteem at work again?

Obviously, when watching the fireworks from the balcony, Zhu Wuwu's lukewarm alienation from him hurt him.

Mo Sihan was angry, frustrated, and depressed.

He begged her to give her a chance to love her well in the future, but she was indifferent.

He said that he wanted to make the relationship between the two public, but she didn't react.

When he couldn't help but kiss her, he even faintly kissed the tears in the corners of her eyes.

Is she so hated for kissing her? It made her sad to the point of tears?

and her sentence that fireworks are easy to be cold

San, all of this made him feel extremely cold.

Since you have no intention, I should also let go, why bother to entangle and entangle?

A lyric flashed in his mind, and Mo Sihan's irritability instantly reached the extreme.

In a daze, Mo Sihan's nose smelled a woman's fragrance, and in the next moment, a soft body squeezed in.

Zhu Wuwu hugged him tightly from the back and asked softly, "Do you really want it?"

This is a blatant manifestation.

With her words, the excitatory factor in someone's body was completely awakened.

Mo Sihan's blood flowed backwards, and his hoarse voice was extremely suppressed: "Do you know what you're talking about? It's too late to regret it now. The next second, I can't guarantee it."

The man's warning meant that this was the last shred of sanity left before he got out of control.

Mo Sihan turned to look at her with a burning gaze, the smell of wine came to his nose, and his hot gaze seemed to burn her to the ground.

"Hmm."

The woman's voice is like a seduction, and it is like an invitation.

As if inspired, Mo Sihan could no longer suppress the evil fire in his body, and his lips were like fire, leaving a fiery imprint on her skin.

The two rolled all the way from the sofa to the bed, and Mo Sihan was not polite to his wife at all.

"Tut-tut!"

The ambiguous sound caused the temperature to rise sharply, and the air was hot and dry like never before.

Soon, the game will come to the most critical juncture.

Mo Sihan suddenly remembered and asked her, "By the way, why did you suddenly figure it out again?"

The woman's soft, soft voice rang out, "I owe you."

Mo Sihan's pupils shrank, his movements stopped, and he said in a cold voice: "What did you say?"

"Nothing, you go ahead."

Mo Sihan suddenly let go of her, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Good luck worry, you don't owe me. I want you to be willing, do you understand?"

The two quickly separated, and the feeling of emptiness filled their hearts.

All I heard was "Bang!" There was a sound of the door closing.

Mo Sihan angrily walked into the bathroom and walked under the shower to turn on the cold water.

Icy water was poured from head to toe, and he tried to cool himself down in this way.

The fire in his body was still burning, but Mo Sihan's interest was completely extinguished.

After all, she still didn't want to confide in him.

Is it really hard to warm up a cold heart?

She has long been his person, and if she can't conquer her heart, what's the point?

Mo Sihan clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails digging deep into his palms.

An hour later, when Mo Sihan came out again, the spacious bed was already empty.

Mo Sihan's eyes glanced to the side, and Zhu Wuwu hugged Xiao Qingtuan and slept on the small bed.

A shallow sigh was heard, followed by the sound of someone tossing and turning, refusing to fall asleep.