Paranoid Master Mo pampered

Yun Chuyao's long hair was casually scattered on the carpet, making her look lazy and sexy.

Her head was resting on Mo Yelan's arm, her cheeks were still blushing, and her eyes were full of water, showing a sense of confusion.

Mo Yelan slightly lowered his eyes to look at the girl in his arms, with a faint smile on his lips and ambiguous eyes.

"Did you miss me during my absence?" Mo Yelan asked Yun Chuyao, with anticipation in his eyes.

Yun Chuyao slightly raised her head to look at him, but did not answer his question, but asked directly: "Did you miss me while you were away from Mo Garden?"

"Of course I do. As soon as I'm free, I can't help but miss you. You are all in my mind and heart." Mo Yelan answered her without hesitation.

There was also sincerity in his eyes, which Yun Chuyao could feel.

Therefore, the girl's heart is very useful.

But she was deliberately arrogant, pouted her little mouth slightly, and said, "Really? I don't believe it. Why don't I feel that you miss me at all? I didn't even sneeze."

"..."

The girl's words successfully choked Mo Yelan.

In the next second, the corners of his lips rose, revealing infinite pampering.

His little girl's perspective on things is really tricky!

Mo Yelan couldn't help raising her hand, pinched Yun Chuyao's nose, and said dotingly: "This is not the reason for sneezing. Sneezing can only prove that you either have a cold or are allergic."

His nose was itchy from being pinched, Yun Chuyao couldn't help but twisted her head, pulled away his hand, and said solemnly: "Anyway, I didn't sneeze, and I didn't feel your missing me, so there is no miss me!"

The little girl began to be unreasonable.

Mo Yelan couldn't help being amused by her, she just thought she was so cute.

The end of his eyes slightly hooked, revealing infinite charm, Yun Chuyao was in a trance for a moment, before she could react, Mo Yelan turned back and pressed her under him again, lowered his head and bit her lips.

"Then I can tell you with practical actions how much I miss you." Mo Yelan said with a smile.

Yun Chuyao's face turned red to the extreme again, her tongue was a little knotted, "What... what practical action?"

The girl's head went blank for a moment, and she didn't fully react.

Mo Yelan looked at her with lowered eyes, without speaking, the corners of his lips were raised, and he smiled mysteriously.

The man has a very pleasant smell, refreshing and clean, like the clearest spring water, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Yun Chuyao likes this smell on Mo Yelan very much, it makes her feel at ease, and it also makes her addicted.

Mo Yelan doesn't smoke or drink much, and there is no tobacco smell on his body. His natural body fragrance is better than any tobacco smell.

And Mo Yelan doesn't use perfume either. Master Mo himself has some straight men. In his opinion, perfume is basically something for women. Who uses perfume?
Yun Chuyao's thoughts were wandering, and Mo Yelan could see it.

In order to bring her attention back, the man directly launched the actual action.

He came over and kissed Yun Chuyao's lips. With a very skilled operation, he not only pulled Yun Chuyao back from her thoughts, but also successfully disturbed her thoughts.

The surrounding temperature rose again, and the greenhouse was once again filled with ambiguity and charm.

Even this time, it was even more intense than the one just now.

At this moment, Yun Chuyao understood what the actual action Mo Yelan was talking about...

But after a short intermission, Master Mo started again.

Yun Chuyao was a little overwhelmed, but became confused uncontrollably.

The strength in her body was drained little by little, and her whole body was gradually controlled by desire.

The girl's sanity completely collapsed, and she began to moan in a low voice.

Her cat-like voice reached Mo Yelan's ears, and Master Mo felt his whole body tighten, especially his lower abdomen.

His eyes and pupils were instantly filled with water, and the entanglement between his lips and teeth unconsciously intensified, and the hand around the girl's waist was also a little stronger, as if he wanted to rub her whole body into it. In his body, flesh and blood are fused together and will never be separated.

The two seemed to really merge into one, lingering to death.

"Yaoyao, I really miss you, and I don't want to be separated from you for a second in this life." Mo Yelan said in the girl's ear.

Yun Chuyao replied in a daze: "I miss you too, and I don't want to be separated from you."

……

Sunny day, a catharsis.

Two people are using this way to tell each other how much they miss each other.

The midday sun comes in through the glass, and the romance falls to the ground.

These days, Mo Yelan is a little tired.

But when he was with Yun Chuyao, he seemed to completely forget about these fatigues.

Yun Chuyao tied up her loose hair again with a hairpin, and tidied up the neckline of her cheongsam. After a while, the girl returned to her original gentle appearance.

Mo Yelan sat on a swing in the greenhouse, looking at Yun Chuyao with tender eyes.

As if feeling the man's gaze, Yun Chuyao unconsciously turned her eyes to Mo Yelan.

The four eyes met, and the eyes of the two people were entangled with each other through the air.

The corner of Mo Yelan's lips curled up, and he smiled at the girl.

Yun Chuyao couldn't help but smile, her cheeks still had a blush that hadn't completely dissipated, and the way she smiled was more delicate and moving than the flowers in the greenhouse.

With a thought in his mind, Mo Yelan couldn't help but waved to the girl, motioning for her to come and sit together.

Yun Chuyao was worried that he might think something wrong again, so she pretended not to understand what he meant, and continued to arrange her clothes.

At this moment, Mo Yelan's cell phone vibrated, his brows frowned slightly, and he pulled out his cell phone impatiently. When he saw the notification of an incoming call, his brows frowned even deeper.

"Who is it?" Yun Chuyao asked curiously.

Mo Yelan responded, "Ji Huaijin, I don't know what's going on with him."

He didn't plan to answer at first, but on second thought, with Ji Huaijin's temperament, if he didn't answer, there might be a series of phone bombardments.

After thinking about it, Mo Yelan still connected the phone.

Before he could speak, he heard Ji Huaijin's voice, "Mo Yelan, what are you busy with? I have come to look for you in person, but everyone in Moyuan stopped me and refused to let me go. I'm coming in, what's going on?"

Ji Huaijin seemed a little angry, this was the first time he encountered such a situation.

It seemed that the whole Moyuan had discussed it, and he was determined not to let him enter the Moyuan, for fear that he would disturb something...

This guy actually came directly to the ink garden.

Mo Yelan frowned again, and didn't answer his question, but said: "You wait for me in the reception room, I'll be there in a while."

Hearing this, Ji Huaijin became even more anxious, even a little speechless: "Mo Yelan, you actually want to meet me in the reception room. Now I am not qualified to enter the main house of your Mo Garden, am I?"