Paranoid Master Mo pampered

The window of the bedroom was not closed in time, the night wind blew, and the curtains fluttered slightly, especially the layer of gauze, like a cloud of dense fog, which merged with the night as it drifted.

The breath on the man's body spread out, mixed with the smell of hormones that were getting hotter.

His kiss came unexpectedly, a little eager, a little warm, and the air from his nose was hot.

It lasted almost 1 minutes.

Before her rationality was about to be led astray by the man, Yun Chuyao supported his strong chest with two small hands, and pushed him lightly, and the two of them separated a little.

The girl's breathing became confused: "Alan, why did you suddenly kiss me?"

After all, she was a little emotional, a layer of water appeared in her eyes, and she felt like a misty mist. She looked like a kitten who had been bullied, and I felt sorry for her.

"No reason, just want to kiss you."

Mo Yelan pressed his forehead against Yun Chuyao's forehead, his eyes slightly lowered, traced down from the girl's tall and beautiful nose bridge, and finally settled on her lips: "Yaoyao, I feel that I can only be with you." Together, we can suppress the impatience in my heart."

Her lips were naturally rosy, like candy made from the freshest strawberries, sweet and soft.

The bottom of Mo Yelan's eyes is as thick as ink, and in this infinitely spreading blackness, there is a tumbling desire hidden.

Yun Chuyao also lowered her eyes slightly, her slender and thick eyelashes spread out like crow feathers and fanned out, "Didn't you promise me not to disturb each other tonight?"

"But I miss you, I miss you terribly."

Mo Yelan's voice seemed to be wrapped in a layer of wine, and the low-alcohol magnetism was extremely low, making people intoxicated uncontrollably.

While talking, he kissed the girl in front of him again, and kissed her all the way down her neck: "Yaoyao, do you miss me?"

There was a crisp and itchy feeling on her neck, and Yun Chuyao's heart also started to itch.

To tell the truth, she had been waiting for him to take the initiative to go upstairs to find her.

After all, Master Mo drank two bowls of that soup in one go.

If he didn't come to her, he might have to soak in a bathtub full of cold water tonight...

Thinking about it, the corner of the girl's lips unconsciously evoked a mischievous smile.

The feeling of holding Master Mo in my hands is really not ordinary!
But on the surface, Yun Chuyao still looked like a harmless little white rabbit, and even pretended to be shy, and even greeted her if she wanted to refuse.

The more she was like this, the more restless Mo Yelan's heart became, and the darker the ink in her eyes became.

Because he didn't get Yun Chuyao's clear consent, he didn't dare to take any further actions, as if he was worried that his little girl would get angry if he made his own decisions.

The man closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, as if he wanted to restore his original calmness and self-control.

Yun Chuyao stared at Mo Yelan from a close distance, his eyes lingering on his face, his eye shape is very beautiful, even if he closes his eyes, it is still a beautiful line, and he is a mascara master, with thick and slender eyelashes. Girls are envious.

He was adjusting his breathing, his thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, and he seemed to have regained some sense of abstinence.

At this moment, Yun Chuyao rolled her eyes, bit her lips lightly, and quickly made a decision.

Just when Master Mo finally adjusted his breathing, regained a certain level of calmness and self-control, and slowly opened his eyes, the girl who was originally shy suddenly changed her attitude and became active.

Her waist softened, she sat lightly on the man's lap, hooked her hands around his neck, pressed her cheek against his cheek, and rubbed against it...

"Alan, in the middle of the night, two people who need to comfort each other should stay together." Yun Chuyao said softly.

Mo Yelan's breathing obviously froze for a moment, and her mind floated completely uncontrollably.

"Can you?" he asked hoarsely.

"En." Yun Chuyao nodded shyly.

As soon as the words fell, her whole body flew into the air. Mo Yelan hugged her into her arms and walked towards the bed...

In fact, Yun Chuyao made that soup for the first time, and Mo Yelan was her guinea pig, the first to try the nourishing soup she made.

Unexpectedly, the experiment was much more successful than the girl had expected.

Because of the hard work during this period of time, the energy consumed by Master Mo seemed to be replenished all of a sudden.

Once again in the early morning, Yun Chuyao lay limply between the man's arms and completely entered the state of a sage. She didn't want to say anything, and she didn't have the strength to say anything.

She can be regarded as having thoroughly experienced the joy of being a man and woman who eats and drinks, and the best taste in the world is nothing more than this!

The impetuosity that had been smoldering in Mo Yelan's body was completely dispelled. Without that inexplicable heat, he felt much more relaxed and refreshed.

The night fell, and the room was quiet.

The air is filled with a charming smell that makes people blush, and the small lamp by the bed emits an ambiguous soft light.

After lying on the ground for an unknown amount of time, Yun Chuyao recovered a little bit of her physical strength. She rolled over in Mo Yelan's arms and found a more comfortable position to lie beside him.

Her mind gradually became clearer, and she raised her small face slightly to look at Mo Yelan: "Alan, we don't seem to have taken any protective measures."

Hearing the sound, Mo Yelan turned to look at her, tracing her exquisite eyebrows and eyes with his eyes: "Well, everything is in my bedroom, you don't have it here."

Neither of them thought about it, nor did they bother to get it.

Mo Yelan stretched out his hand and fiddled with the damp hair on the side of the girl's temples, and put it behind her ears, looked at her with guilt, and asked softly, "Do you want me to buy medicine for you?"

Because he didn't do a good job, he had to let her take medicine.

Mo Yelan suddenly hated herself a little, she shouldn't be so anxious!
After all, medicine is three-point poisonous, what if it hurts Yaoyao's body?
Never do this again in the future!

"It's all right, I don't care anyway." Yun Chuyao replied completely calmly. She hugged Mo Yelan, moved closer to him, and deliberately raised her eyebrows and smiled: "If you accidentally win the prize, Mo Yuan will be fine." A human cub."

What she meant was: If you accidentally have it, just give birth?

Mo Yelan frowned, as if she was not very happy.

"What's wrong? You don't want me to give birth to you?" Yun Chuyao also frowned, feeling unhappy.

Mo Yelan grabbed the little hand of the person in his arms, held it in the palm of his hand, looked down at her, and said, "It is said that giving birth to a woman is equivalent to walking through the gate of hell. Not only does it hurt, but there may be various hidden dangers. I don't want to let you live."

This sounds very heartwarming.

Unconsciously, Yun Chuyao's brows opened, and she said completely casually: "Let nature take its course, we will give birth if we have it."

"Yaoyao, I just want to spend the two-person world with you." Mo Yelan grabbed her hand, put it to her lips and kissed it.

Regarding the matter of having a child, his attitude is different from most men, as if... There is some resistance.

Yun Chuyao looked up at him again, and asked directly, "Alan, don't you like children?"