The corner of Mo Che's mouth rose a little more.

"Like?" he asked.

"Hug?" Xia Bai'an asked tentatively.

"You also hug the children a lot, nothing special."

"Then, massage? I only gave you a massage." Xia Bai'an asked again.

Mo Che shook his head: "It's too complicated. If I'm busy, how can I have time to spend an hour or two with you for a massage."

Xia Bai'an lay down on the table helplessly, his face full of despair.

Then there is no special action.

While she was racking her brains, Mo Che lightly tapped her head again: "Did you think of it?"

Xia Bai'an clutched his head and got up, shaking his head like a rattle.

"No. I've always regarded you as my father. I have basically done to my children what I have done to you. "

"..."

The smile in Mo Che's eyes disappeared in an instant.

Seeing that he was upset, Xia Bai'an added: "Actually, you are not that old, even if you were in charge of me before, you are indeed like a real father... Otherwise, you will touch my head just like I touch my son's head, and you will treat it as your own. Is there a special relationship between us?"

The tone of Mo Che's sneer also dropped a few notches.

"I don't have a daughter as old as you."

"..."

Xia Bai'an had a mouthful of old blood clogging his throat.

Damn, at this time he was actually taking advantage of him verbally!

Mo Che tapped on the table, and said sternly like a private school teacher: "You and I are of the same generation, but we are husband and wife, remember this clearly, and continue to think about it."

Xia Bai'an was silent, frowning, thinking carefully.

Are there any special body movements that can only belong to the two of them?

Wait, there seems to be one.

Xia Bai'an fixed his eyes on Mo Che's neck: "I can bite you."

The veins on Mo Che's forehead almost burst out. The pen he picked up just now was broken in his hand, broke in two, and fell on the desk.

Xia Bai'an was so shocked that his back felt chills, and he quickly lowered his head: "This is not good, I can't just take a bite every time I confirm my alliance with you, let alone your neck is just a little bit of good flesh, think about biting it a few more times , My teeth roots are a little sour."

The air pressure around Mo Che became colder.

Xia Bai'an swallowed, "biting is wrong."

Mo Che stroked his forehead with a headache. Seeing Xia Bai'an's thoughts drift away, he put down the things in his hands, and pulled Xia Bai'an into his arms. Before the other party could react, he had already clasped the back of the other party's neck and kissed The top is soft.

Xia Bai'an was so shocked that he couldn't move, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the man who was close at hand.

What is he doing!

Xia Bai'an wanted to stretch out his hand to push him away, but the man seemed to have expected it, and easily pressed her two wrists on her lower abdomen with the other hand.

It took a moment for Mo Che to let go of her reddish lips and meet her reddened eyes with a flat voice.

"The kiss between husband and wife will not be suspected by others, and it is unique. After all, you and I are not the ones who kiss others easily."

"..."

Xia Bai'an's two hands were still tightly pressed.

After she listened to Mo Che's words in a daze, her slightly opened mouth was tightly squeezed into a straight line, her heart beating wildly.

So, is that what his kiss meant?

It is she who thinks too much.

A sea king like Mo Che is actually better at deceiving people with smooth words than playing hooligans.

Xia Bai'an was stunned for a long time, until Mo Che let go of her wrist and his fingertips landed on the corner of her mouth, his expression was still flat: "You hate this action? Or do you think that this action is not special enough and I will do it to other people?"

Hearing this, Xia Bai'an's chaotic thoughts had no effect, she asked instinctively.

"Do you kiss other people?"

Mo Che shook his head: "No."

"Then let's do this." Xia Bai'an held his chest that had regained his composure, and met Mo Che's calm Danfeng eyes.

Could it be that Mo Che didn't know the meaning of kissing?

Xia Bai'an's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his hand to Mo Che's chest seriously, staring at him calmly: "Kiss me again, and I'll verify if you're serious."

The corners of Mo Che's mouth raised an imperceptible arc, he bent down, and planted a superficial kiss on her lips.

Xia Bai'an's fingertips pressed against the opponent's heart.

Heartbeat steady.

instead……

Xia Bai'an felt his ears burn, this is not right!

Is she the only one with dirty thoughts!

Xia Bai'an heard his heart beating faster and faster, and suddenly jumped out of Mo Che's arms: "I've confirmed that you are serious, then this is it. I'll go back inside and change my clothes first, calm down... oh no, I'm going to the Prime Minister's Mansion later, so you don't have to wait for me for dinner."

She quickly walked around the screen, got back into the bed, and wrapped herself tightly with the quilt.

Heart beating so fast.

Damn, people are not tempted at all, why are you flustered!

If this continues, I will definitely be played around by the scumbag Mo Che, and I can't just be led by the nose like this.

"Calm down..." She muttered to herself, closing her eyes and meditating.

She kept telling herself that this was just a special bond between the two of them.

This kind of kiss does not have any extra emotional meaning.

Mo Che's heartbeat didn't even change.

I can't lose to him!

the other side of the screen.

Mo Che's fingertips brushed against his lips, and the darkness in his eyes completely dissipated.

The steady heartbeat just now gradually accelerated.

"What a stupid woman..."

Mo Che murmured, hearing that there was no movement inside, he vaguely sensed something, got up and left with the official documents, and stepped out of the room, only to see Qian Mingshu squatting at the base of the wall with his face covered.

Mo Che stared coldly, and walked past him.

"In the past few days in the mansion, study hard. If you are half-slack in letting you go and talk nonsense in front of her, it is my incompetence as a master."

"..."

I just wanted to come over and ask about Xia Bai'an's situation... Listening to the corner was just incidental!

Qian Mingshu covered his face and sighed repeatedly, and took a deep look at the door.

In a sense, Xia Bai'an was eaten to death.

He followed Mo Che step by step: "Master, don't you care about what happened to her yesterday..."

"Don't worry about it, there will only be more and more things like this. Instead of thinking about which servant will do it, it's better to get straight to the point." Mo Che handed him part of the official document in his hand, and lowered his voice, "You have to do it for me. Something to do."

"Didn't A Gao say that these are things that cannot be easily seen by others?"

"You are an exception." Mo Che's eyes were slightly cold, "You are my apprentice, and you don't have to take orders from anyone except me."

Qian Mingshu swallowed, but still put the heavy official document in his arms.

Not far away, A Yuan looked at what was happening in front of him, he just led Mo Yu and Mo Xue to Xia Bai'an's room, and asked in a low voice: "Miss and Young Master, do you know what the master and A Gao are doing recently?"

Mo Xue first grasped A Yuan's hand: "Nothing happened."

"Miss, could it be..."

"A Yuan can't talk about it in front of Mr. He." Mo Xue pinched A Yuan's palm and smiled gently, "This is my order."

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