Sweet!The boss in the Beijing circle seduces and pets the gentle and soft little fairy

Qin Mo prepared the meal and walked upstairs. The girl was nestled under the black quilt, half of her tender white face was covered, like a piece of polished jade.

He approached, sat on the side facing the girl's face, hooked the quilt with his cold and slender fingers and pulled it down, exposing the girl's delicate chin and nose.

The curly and thick eyelashes are neatly tied, and he can see them fascinated.

After half a minute, he made a sound to wake people up.

Jiang Wansheng opened his eyes in a daze, the bottom of his pupils were sleepy, he looked at him unguardedly, snorted, and was about to close his eyes again.

Qin Mo's heart softened suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled up, his brows drooped coldly, he pinched her nose, and said in a low voice, "Jiang Tiantian, get up and eat."

Jiang Wansheng couldn't breathe well, he frowned and opened his eyes, looking over with dissatisfaction.

Qin Mo leaned over and kissed the end of her eyes, and rubbed her ears with a slightly hoarse voice: "Do you want to sleep or eat?"

Jiang Wansheng squinted his eyes and weighed it for a while, but still succumbed to his empty stomach, and said lazily, "Eat."

After finishing speaking, her arms struggled out of the quilt and stretched.

The lotus root arms are white, revealing thin shoulders and collarbone, the loose nightgown is wrinkled on the body, and the hem of the skirt is piled up on the lower abdomen.

Qin Mo stood up and grabbed her hand that was out in the air. He held it, and with a slight force on the wrist bone, the girl sat up with the strength.

Jiang Wansheng sat up straight, when something touched her in front of her suddenly, she lowered her eyes, and the black and red tail ring necklace between her collarbone contrasted with her cold white skin, with a touch of beauty.

She stretched out her hand to touch the lines on it. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect. She seemed to be able to feel the small fluctuations of the English letters on it.

Qin Mo followed her gaze, raised the corners of his mouth very lightly, then leaned over and put his hands under her armpits, and hugged her straight into his arms, just like treating a child.

Jiang Wansheng was startled suddenly, and his cheeks flushed when he realized it.

He had never hugged her like this before.

Qin Mo carried her directly to the bathroom, and said as he walked, "When Jiang Tiantian wakes up, my little uncle's food will be cold."

Jiang Wansheng put his arms around his neck, and retorted without vigor: "No way, I usually get up very early."

Qin Mo is as good as others, "Okay, blame me."

He waited for someone to wash his face and brush his teeth, but because the girl saw the red marks on her body in the mirror and her complexion became bad again, she kicked him out.

Halfway through breakfast, a call came from the old house. Qin Mo put down the tableware in his hand, looked at the caller, swiped the connection and turned on the speakerphone, put it aside and continued to eat breakfast slowly.

The old man's voice was like a bell, "Stinky boy, you haven't been here for a week, you know, your eldest brother is out to live, your second brother is back in Yuncheng, even Qin Weizhao, a little girl, didn't come to the old house on weekends, saying she was busy giving I'm looking for my grandson-in-law, you're a ghost."

Qin Mo took a sip of the porridge slowly, and the old man had almost finished his chatter. He said softly, "You think about me quite often now."

The old man coughed, "You are my son, can I miss you?"

Qin Mo smiled inexplicably, "Okay, your daughter-in-law is eating in front of me, so speak up."

Jiang Wansheng's face was flushed red by the phrase "daughter-in-law", and he drank the porridge silently with his head down.

The old man said "Yo" with a raised tone, "That's not right, you brought Jiang girl here to play chess with me, I recently got a new set of chess sets, and I am going to teach the girl how to play chess."

Without even thinking about it, Qin Mo said directly, "No time."

The old man became angry when he heard it, "You didn't even ask the girl's opinion, so you just said no?"

Qin Mo raised his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Wansheng, asking questions.

The old man said again, "It's not that you can't live in that yard, you can come and stay for one night, and you can send him back on Monday."

When Jiang Wansheng heard that he was going to stay there for the night, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Uncle, we'll go over after dinner, and I want to go and play chess with you."

Qin Mo was hesitant to touch her last time in the old house, and this time should be no exception.

After all, the old house belonged to the old man, so it was very inconvenient, and she could just escape for one night.

The intensity of Qin Mo's request was too great. If she went back to school on Monday for two consecutive nights, she would definitely not be safe and sound.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and curled his lips meaningfully.

The thoughts in her eyes are not concealed, and her abacus can be seen almost at a glance.

The old man raised his voice a few degrees when he heard it, and said happily, "Okay, I'll let Uncle Fu prepare your favorite food for you."

After finishing speaking, the voice turned to Qin Mo, and snorted: "There are a lot of young girls who are not as sensible as others. It is really a waste of raising you."

Jiang Wansheng smiled mischievously, watching Qin Mo being preached by the old man was quite enjoyable.

The old man is old, but his body and bones still look very healthy. He seems to treat the three sons of the Qin family with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. Although he doesn't usually say it, he always remembers it in his heart.

She has no experience with the elderly, but Mr. Qin has always been kind to her, and she is willing to get along with him.

After finishing his meal, Qin Mo wiped his mouth with a tissue beside him, and replied to the old man from time to time.

Although he spoke very briefly each time, he listened carefully to every word the old man said, including his jokes like an old urchin.

There is a big difference in grade between father and son, but they get along very warmly.

As she listened, she couldn't help pursing her lips slightly, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, calm and beautiful.

After chatting for a few more minutes, the old man hung up the phone.

Qin Mo scratched his brows with his fingers, raised his eyes to stare at him, "Want to live in the old house at night?"

Jiang Wansheng nodded vigorously, "Yes. Your yard in the old house is very beautiful, I like it very much."

Qin Mo leaned back, with a loose and dignified posture, and said softly, "That's right."

"It's more interesting to change the environment."

Jiang Wansheng didn't react: "Huh?"

Qin Mo pursed his lips and remained silent, letting her look at him in bewilderment.

But when the two left for the old house and he took a box of newly bought condoms from the bedside table, Jiang Wansheng was stunned.

He raised his hand and asked nonchalantly, "Didn't you say that it was inconvenient in the old house?"

Qin Mo glanced at her sideways, with deep black eyes and prominent browbones, "The old man is the most interesting one."

"What's the inconvenience?"

Jiang Wansheng: "..."

So there is only the old man in the old house, so he can be unscrupulous?

She silently looked at Qin Mo's interested eyes, and secretly regretted that she had shot herself in the foot.

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old house.

The old man leaned on a cane and was supported by Forbe, standing at the gate of the main courtyard, watching them come.

Seeing Qin Mo and Jiang Wansheng, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened, "Girl, you're here."

Jiang Wansheng quickly walked a few steps over to hold his arm, "It's getting colder now, don't stand outside waiting for us in the future."

Qin Mo frowned slightly, "I'll call you when we arrive, and don't stand here in the future."

Uncle Fu's eyes flashed, and he continued, "I told you just now, and told you to wait in the room, but I didn't listen. Now that the third master and Miss Jiang have said so, you must listen."

Mr. Qin glanced at Uncle Fu, feeling inexplicable, and led Jiang Wansheng into the room, "What do you all know? Although I am old, I have a strong body and I am not that delicate."

Walking at the end of the crowd, Fu Bo hesitated to speak.

Neither Qin Mo nor Jiang Wansheng noticed anything unusual.