The idea is a little tangled. Mo Qing doesn't care. Yebeichen has come to her and sat down.

He glanced at the nurse. His eyes were a little cold. He trembled and let her go first.

Then he looked at the little woman in front of him, lowered his head, seemed to be thinking about his own things, stretched out his hand and took her small waist to his arms: "what do you think, so fascinated."

Hearing this, she looked at him in the twinkling of an eye. Even if she looked at him so close, he was still so perfect. She made a flower mania at him. Mo Qing was a little annoyed and said angrily, "I didn't think of anything."

Inexplicably, he wanted to get angry. He didn't know what was wrong with the little girl. He lost his smile. With patience, he took the ointment, stretched out his hand and put her little foot on his leg, and then wiped it on the red and swollen place.

There was still some tingling. She wanted to take back her feet. Over there, he grabbed her ankle first so that she couldn't move. He looked up and saw her crying face: "yebeichen, what did you paint for me and why it hurts so much."

Seeing Mo Qing's face full of reluctance, the corner of yebeichen's mouth rose slightly: "this proves that the medicine has seeped into the skin. Apply more, and your feet can be better and faster."

While talking, she patiently rubbed the ointment evenly. During this period, she wanted to close her feet several times, which didn't help.

He thought of the little nurse just now. Although he didn't witness the whole process, ye Beichen also knew that it must be the little woman in front of him who first found fault with her: "it's always difficult for her to provoke you."

Referring to this, Mo Qing couldn't help rolling her eyes. The woman's intention was so obvious that the man hadn't seen it yet.

"I told you just now, that woman wants to sleep with you, and you don't believe me.



Again this kind of frivolous words, ye Beichen twitched his eyebrows and pulled her close to his arms: "if that woman is you, I'd be happy."

This is impossible. Mo Qing looks at him up and down: "you think too much."

Without hastily answering her words, he chuckled, as if with some ridicule, came up to her ear and said, "I don't know who... Has been begging me for mercy on * *."

So shameless words can be said. Mo Qing looks stunned with her mouth open. This man

He was in a good mood. He bowed his head and kissed her lips. He took the initiative to deepen, and a pair of big hands began to be dishonest.

Just for a while, the temperature of the whole living room increased a lot. Knowing that there was nothing the man dared not do in the world, he reached out and pushed him: "yebeichen, you let go."

The voice didn't have any deterrent. On the contrary, because the emotional Kung Fu was still a little angry, the night Beichen's heart was itching. Of course, it wouldn't let her go so easily.

After pushing and shoving again, he found that yebeichen had no reaction at all. Mo Qing was a little angry and opened her mouth to bite him.

Unfortunately, what she thought was too beautiful. Whenever she opened her mouth, he would take the initiative to kiss her lips and want to bite off his tongue. He dodged skillfully. There was a feeling that she was asking for a kiss from him.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help vomiting blood and beating his shoulder, but he still didn't respond.

"Don't... this is the living room. Someone will come..."

Mingming wants to make yebeichen stop his action. He doesn't think this excuse changes a taste in his ears, chuckles and wants to tease her: "Qingqing means... Let's go back to the house and continue?"

Of course not. Mo Qing twitched her eyebrows and stared at him: "don't twist my meaning!"

He liked to tease her. Yebeichen bent down and hugged her horizontally. He was in a good mood and walked towards the second floor: "since my baby is shy, let's go back... Find a place where there is no one..."

The words of * * are extreme. Mo Qing wants to struggle and thinks that she can't go now. She can only keep staring at him.

It seemed as if they didn't hear. After a while, they had returned to the room. In front of them, she had been heavily pressed on the * *.

"Qingqing, you are so beautiful... I can't stop..."

What did she want to say? Yebeichen had kissed her earlobe. It was very sensitive. She snorted and he laughed: "darling... Let me hurt you..."

Then someone was wiped clean by him again.

He was so angry that Mo Qing glared at him. He had taken a bath and sat beside her refreshed.

Looking at the mess of * *, the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "I must have been sweating just now. Do you want to take a bath first?"

Of course, she wanted to take a bath, but now she couldn't act alone. She looked at him gnashing her teeth: "how do you want me to go!"

Just like to see her small appearance, ye Beichen said: "of course, I hold you."

Having said this, Mo Qing didn't give her a chance to refute. She had opened the quilt to pull her wrist.

When she felt cold, she watched him lift his quilt and subconsciously grabbed the quilt he threw aside: "yebeichen, get out of here..."

The little face turned red in an instant, and her body was still printed with the just crazy mark. When she looked at the night, Beichen brightened in front of her eyes.

Stretched out his hand and hurriedly covered his eyes: "don't look..."

Hearing this, the night Beichen was obedient and stopped his action: "don't let me see, how can I hold you to take a bath."

Choked by his words, Mo Qing was speechless and said, "I don't care, just don't look."

It's rare to hear her playing cheeky in front of him. The corners of his mouth rose slightly. Even if he covered his charming eyes, the remaining nose and lips were still so attractive.

"Well, I'll hold you and show me the way."

I felt that there was only one way. I answered. Yebeichen was not hypocritical when he saw this, and a pair of big hands went to her.

Staring at his hand, Mo Qing subconsciously hid: "where do you put your hand..."

Listen to this, he also honestly stopped, and then explored to other places: "no... you can't touch here..."

Later, she knocked off Ye Beichen's big hand unhappily. Mo Qing stared at a pair of beautiful eyes: "Ye Beichen, are you intentional..."

With a low smile, he also stopped his hand: "where do you want my hand to go..."

He said nothing. She was a little confused. After thinking for a while, she said, "I'll come by myself..."

I don't know how she wants to come. After hearing her words, ye Beichen is obedient and obediently keeps the previous action. A pair of eyes are covered by her hands.

There was only a slight rubbing sound, and then I felt a soft body rubbing into my arms.

Another free hand took his big hand to his back and touched her delicate skin, which made him a little confused.

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