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Ji Mo smiled and nodded. "Good."

Ye Qiao pulled a shirt over his body and reached out to hold Changle in his arms.

"Go, let's take a shower!"

Ji Mo also followed up and found a large basin specially prepared for Changle and a shower gel for cats.

Two people, one left and one right, lie on the sides of the basin, and they cooperate with each other. The kitten seems to enjoy this fashion very much, lying half-body, squinting, and enjoying it very comfortably.

"Small, very enjoyable!"

Ye Qiao helped him comb his hair while teasing.

Ji Mo raised his face and looked at the opposite girl. He leaned over his face and kissed her cheek, then smiled gratifiedly.

Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows, "What are you laughing at?"

"It feels so good to kiss you at any time." He answered honestly.

"Small sample!" Ye Qiao returned with a white eye, but the tone was sweetly dyed like maple sugar.

After helping Changle to take a shower, Ye Qiao picked it up. Ji Mo took the big towel prepared for it to wipe off the water drops on his body. The bathroom was a little narrow, Ye Qiao simply took it to the sofa, and Ji Mo took it. Have a hair dryer to help it blow.

Changle enjoyed closing his eyes and soon snorted.

"I am going to clean up the bathroom!"

Ji Mo stood up and walked into the bathroom. Ye Qiao put Changle on the sofa and took the wet towel into the bathroom.

The floor was simply cleaned, and the ink was turned down and the mop turned around. I saw Ye Qiao standing on the sink, carefully washing the towel in his hand, and the long hair was randomly placed on one side, and gently swayed with her movements. The shirt is loose and has no style.

Give the cat a bath together, take the initiative to divide the housework, and smile at each other when they look at each other...

All of this is his most desirable, simple little happiness.

He walked naturally behind her, stretched her arms and gently wrapped her waist behind her, burying her face in her hair.

Feeling his movements, Ye Qiao smiled and untied the washed towel on the shelf. He raised his hand and grasped the finger on his waist. She turned her head and whispered: "What are you thinking?"

"If you can do this every day." Ji Mo whispered in her hair.

Ye Qiao gently pulled his arm and let go of his sight.

"Do you want me to come over?"

Gazing at her eyes for a few seconds, he Zheng focused.

"I miss it! But I respect your decision."

Ye Qiao raised his hand around his neck. "So... I have to think about how to get through my parents."

Ji Mo immediately shook his head. "Don't deceive them. I just tell you my true thoughts. Actually, I am very satisfied now."

"You, it's a gentleman." Ye Qiao raised his hand and pinched his face. "Actually... Occasionally, you can also be overbearing."

The man's fingers slid gently over her waist.

After a few seconds, he suddenly tightened his hand and picked her up from the ground.

"Ah..." Ye Qiao exclaimed, instinctively holding his neck. "Zi Mo, what are you doing?"

There is a passionate flame in the man’s throat.

"I still want you!"

Ye Qiao stunned and then hugged him.

"What are you waiting for?"

He didn't wait any longer, took her out of the bathroom like a child, strode her back to the bedroom, the man bent and put her down on the bed, then the kiss fell again, holding him, Ye Qiao passionately In response, a pair of men and women soon entangled in one place and could no longer distinguish each other.