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An Zhengye looked away from her fair legs, and then smiled softly: "I'm relieved that you are not injured."

Mo Xiaoyu somehow felt something was wrong: "Then you can go out."

After finishing speaking, she wrapped her bathrobe tightly and stared at An Zhengye.

An Zhengye's smile deepened a little, he rolled up his sleeves unhurriedly, and took a step in her direction.

"You're going the wrong way, the door is over there." Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help taking a step back, pointing in the direction of the door.

"No." An Zhengye walked towards Mo Xiaoyu without even turning his head.

As he walked, he looked at her with a half-smile expression.

Mo Xiaoyu's scalp was numb from his eyes, and he didn't care much at this time. It was more important to run away before An Zhengye got close.

With a cat waist, he was about to get out from An Zhengye's side, but just as he made a movement, An Zhengye's big hand grabbed his wrist, and with a light tug, he pulled him into his arms.

"You let me go, I'm going out."

"Stop taking a bath?" An Zhengye hugged the little woman fluttering in his arms lightly.

He couldn't match someone in strength, so Mo Xiaoyu began to think of a way.

"I won't wash anymore, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep." Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly yawned, in order to increase the persuasiveness of her words.

"In that case." An Zhengye looked into his arms, Mo Xiaoyu sneaked a glance at him, and smiled slightly.

He smiled beautifully, but Mo Xiaoyu felt that there was some deep meaning behind the smile.

"Then go to sleep." An Zhengye hugged Mo Xiaoyu horizontally.

Mo Xiaoyu was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that An Zhengye didn't walk towards the door, but carried her towards the bathtub instead.

"Didn't you say you're going to sleep?" Mo Xiaoyu was a little dazed when things went wrong.

"Yes, you go to sleep." An Zhengye loosened the strap of Mo Xiaoyu's bathrobe while speaking.

Mo Xiaoyu was still in a daze and didn't notice it at all, so he asked in a particularly ignorant manner: "Then why didn't you take me back to the room?"

Sleep or not?Sleeping in a bathtub?
"You sleep yours, I'll wash mine." An Zhengye had already walked to the bathtub.

"Then you wash, I want to go back to my room." Mo Xiaoyu tried to get out of An Zhengye's arms.

An Zhengye let go of his hand a little, and at the moment Mo Xiaoyu fell to the ground, he pulled the strap of her bathrobe.

Mo Xiaoyu felt a chill in front of him, just as he was about to pull on his bathrobe, someone pushed his shoulder suddenly, and Mo Xiaoyu lost his balance and fell backwards.

In a whirlwind, when her back was about to hit the bathtub, she was firmly supported by a big hand.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't feel any pain, but his body was completely soaked.

"You're crazy!" Mo Xiaoyu immediately frowned.

"My clothes are all wet!"

Although the water is warm, the feeling of the autumn clothes clinging to the body is uncomfortable.

When Mo Xiaoyu got angry, he swung water with his hand and splashed it on An Zhengye's body.

An Zhengye's hair, face, and body were immediately covered with water.

He was not angry at all, but started to unbutton his pajamas one by one.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xiaoyu immediately stopped splashing water, feeling a little dangerous.

"The clothes are wet, I'll take them off and wash them." An Zhengye said with a normal expression.

"Then you go out and take it off, I don't want to see it." Mo Xiaoyu said rather disgusted.

Although he said he didn't want to look at it, when An Zhengye showed his firm chest, he couldn't help but glanced at his perfect muscles several times.

She thought she was watching secretly, but An Zhengye had noticed her gaze a long time ago, deliberately slowed down the undressing, and when he exposed his abdominal muscles, he saw Mo Xiaoyu swallowed obviously.

An Zhengye raised the corners of his mouth quietly, the little girl who is duplicity is so interesting.

After he finished taking off his pajamas, revealing his firm chest, well-defined abdominal muscles, and mermaid lines, Mo Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't until the muscles in front of her eyes suddenly enlarged that she suddenly came back to her senses.

"What are you doing so close? Go wash after taking off your clothes!" Mo Xiaoyu blushed and turned his head away.

"Your clothes are wet too, I'll wash them for you." An Zhengye said in her ear.

The voice was indescribably deep and ambiguous.

"I don't need you, I'll wash it myself, you go out quickly." Mo Xiaoyu quickly covered his clothes.

"Waste of water." An Zhengye used the excuse of saving water and ignored Mo Xiaoyu's resistance and took off her autumn clothes.

Immediately afterwards, he used the excuse of taking a bath together anyway, otherwise it was a waste of water, and lay down in the bathtub.

"Then you wash it yourself, I won't wash it."

Mo Xiaoyu got up to run, but An Zhengye's big hand grabbed her and pulled her directly into her arms, then raised her chin, and kept her mouth strong.

"The water will get cold any more." An Zhengye bit her lips, and didn't forget to splash the water on the little girl, as if earnestly helping her take a bath.

Mo Xiaoyu would believe it if his hands were more regular.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't know why he was led away by An Zhengye again. She obviously wanted to fight back, but when his fiery lips pressed against hers with electric current, Mo Xiaoyu was just a symbol After resisting a few times, he disarmed and surrendered.

As a result, the taste of Kouwu has also changed, and the air has become different.

The moment before Mo Xiaoyu's sanity was swept away, he still thought, if the An family is so rich, is it still short of the water bill?
It's a pity that her little distraction was quickly punished, and An Zhengye was passionately re-entangled in the fiery love network.

There was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, mixed with a few ambiguous sounds.

There were still a few wet clothes lying on the ground, and water dripped on them from time to time.

After taking this bath for a long time, the water in the bathtub turned from cold to hot, from hot to cold again, and Mo Xiaoyu returned to the bed, and he didn't know when it was.

She just felt limp all over and couldn't lift her arms.

The last memory before going to sleep is being held in someone's arms, and then a deep voice said, "Go to sleep."

Mo Xiaoyu felt inexplicably relieved, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

There was a steady breathing sound in his ears, An Zhengye lowered his head and stared at the little woman in his arms, seeing her slightly tired sleeping face, An Zhengye knew that he was a little out of control tonight.

Tonight was the first time he brought his beloved woman back to his room. Seeing her in the bedroom where he grew up, lying on his bed, An Zhengye felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The bedroom in the old house is even more personal than the bedroom in the villa. No one of the opposite sex has ever been here except him.

Now a little woman came unexpectedly, not only did not look out of place, but added a soft color to the cold room, which was extraordinarily harmonious and warm.

So warm that he wants her to stay forever.

In my own room with the woman I love...

An Zhengye couldn't help but licked Mo Xiaoyu's cheek again, Mo Xiaoyu groaned in his sleep, stretched out his hand and unconsciously pushed An Zhengye.

There was a trace of dissatisfaction in the sleepy voice: "Don't bother me...I want to sleep..."

She grunted, trying to push An Zhengye away.

An Zhengye retracted his arms and said softly, "Go to sleep, I won't disturb you anymore."

"Hmm." Mo Xiaoyu let out a muffled sound from his throat, as if confirming that he was not lying, then rubbed against his arms and quickly fell asleep.

An Zhengye's heart was softened by her rubbing, but this time he didn't move, he just said goodnight to her head, and then he closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

Mo Xiaoyu hadn't had such a long and sound sleep for a long time.

He had been busy with work some time ago, and his time to wake up and go to bed was uncertain. Even though he had two days off before, because he had to accompany An Zhengye to the company, Mo Xiaoyu didn't sleep in.

After sleeping so well on the first day of the new year, Mo Xiaoyu opened his eyes in a very good mood.

Opening his eyes and seeing a strange ceiling, Mo Xiaoyu had to react for two seconds before he remembered that he was in the room of the old house.

And she was lying on the bed in An Zhengye's room, with the head of the bed leaning against the window, just as she had imagined, the sunlight was shining into the room very well.

I don't know if it's sunny or not, but the sun is particularly dazzling.

They were lying on the new bed arranged by An's mother, covered with a festive red quilt. She was held in An Zhengye's arms, and the curves of the two of them under the quilt were particularly obvious under the dazzling sunlight.

She was pillowed on An Zhengye's arm, wrapped her hands around his waist, and straddled his body with her legs. She was lying on his body, her sleeping posture was a bit too heroic.

And An Zhengye was lying on the bed in an orderly manner, right next to the bed, as if Mo Xiaoyu would squeeze her under the bed in the next second. He hugged her with one hand as if he was hugging the last straw, in order not to fall off. Same as the bed.

The way he closed his eyes reduced a lot of his lethality, and he looked a little harmless, like a poor little girl being bullied by her.

Mo Xiaoyu curled his lips, this poor little man was not pitiful at all when he made trouble in the bathroom last night.

Poor for her...

Thinking about it this way, Mo Xiaoyu didn't feel that she was going too far. She could even go too far. She simply put her other leg on An Zhengye's body and bullied him vigorously while he was still awake.

"I suppress, hehe, let you taste what it feels like to be suppressed."

Mo Xiaoyu was doing her best, but she didn't see someone slowly opening her eyes and looking at the top of her dark head.

An Zhengye woke up early, saw Mo Xiaoyu sleeping soundly in his arms, and wanted to be lazy during this rare holiday, so he just lay on the bed hugging the little girl and closed his eyes to rest.

It didn't take long to feel that the little woman woke up, and her little head was arched in his arms, not knowing what she was doing.

Feeling her eyes lingering on his face for a few seconds, he closed his eyes on purpose, and then felt her limbs entangled suddenly, whispering something in her mouth.

Unable to resist opening his eyes to look at her, and hearing her muttering clearly, An Zhengye's hand on her shoulder was as hard as he could, and he pulled it into his arms without a trace.

"are you hungry?"

"A little bit." Mo Xiaoyu replied subconsciously, and then realized that someone had woken up.

She froze, and raised her head in a daze: "Are you awake?"

"Hmm." An Zhengye looked at her leisurely and rubbed her head: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I'm afraid your legs are sore, I want to rub it for you." Mo Xiaoyu smiled flatteringly.

"Really?" An Zhengye lifted his legs slightly, shaking the two thin legs that were still pressing on his legs: "Is that how you knead?"

"Then what, I'm afraid of waking you up." Mo Xiaoyu seriously made excuses, and blinked his eyes sincerely.

If An Zhengye hadn't heard what she said, he would have been tricked by the little woman.

"I'm awake, you can rub it well." An Zhengye laughed softly.

"Oh, alright." Mo Xiaoyu reluctantly withdrew his legs and turned over slowly to sit up.

Then he slowly put his hand on An Zhengye's leg, and rubbed it twice very perfunctorily.

"All right."

"Okay?" An Zhengye raised his eyebrows.

Mo Xiaoyu also felt that he was fooling things too much, so he rubbed it twice again: "It's better this time."