wealthy daughter-in-law

Mo Jia, who had changed into a nightgown again, returned, and Huan Huan was still sitting on the sofa alone, pulling his head and hair in annoyance.

He picked up a pile of documents on the table and walked to the small study room next door, "This is a big place, you can sleep anywhere, except for the bed in the bedroom."

Huan Huan sat up straight and stared at his ecstatic back as he disappeared behind the door of the study.

What does he mean by that? Doesn't he sleep with her?

Of course, she wouldn't be so stupid as to actually run over to ask him.But it was a little strange, his body was almost unable to bear the load, so why didn't he just swallow her big antidote while guarding her?Or rather, he dislikes...

This thought made Huanhuan's mood inexplicably depressed again.

She stood up like a ghost, and wanted to go to the bathroom, but sadly found that she didn't bring clean clothes, so she hurriedly opened the door to go back.The door seemed to be locked, no matter how hard she pulled it, it couldn't move.

The noise here startled the man in the study.He opened the door, frowning slightly, "What's wrong?"

Huanhuan was still struggling with the door persistently, "The door seems to be unable to open."

Mo Jia came over, pushed her away gently, and tried it himself, but she didn't move.

With a clear feeling in his chest, he turned to look at the expectant little woman, "The door is locked."

"How is it possible? Just now...could it be Sister Zhong?" Huanhuan widened his big black eyes with disbelief on his face.

What age is this, and they still engage in such bloody things?If you really want them to do something, it's better to just send them a strong drink soaked in aphrodisiacs.

Mo Jia is very aware of Grandpa's style of handling things. This will allow Sister Zhong to lock the door, and tomorrow he may come to personally inspect the results. In short, he will not give up until the goal is achieved.Simply, he didn't bother with that, turned around and was about to leave, but someone grabbed his arm tightly.

Looking down, seeing the hand holding her, she raised her eyes, "What's the matter?"

"I...can I borrow your clothes to wear?" Huanhuan asked shyly.

Mo Jia raised his eyes, immediately understood her embarrassing situation, and casually pointed to the next door, "They're all there, you choose it yourself."

Without further words, he pulled out his arm and entered the study.

His impatience and bored attitude made Huanhuan a little annoyed, "Cut, eat and drink if you can, and sleep all over there, never come out!"

Open the door next door, which is filled with all kinds of men's clothing, from suits to shirts, to watches and belts, all of which are world famous brands, with all styles and styles.Huan Huan walked in with his mouth open, touched this piece for a while, touched that piece for a while, and came to this private space, as if he was taking another step towards his world, and he no longer looked so far away out of reach.

After dawdling in it for a long time, Huan Huan found that Mo Jia didn't seem to like wearing T-shirts, she searched for a long time, and only found one.

When she came to the bathroom, she locked the door in a spirit of Ah Q.After all, she is a young girl, what if Mo Jia couldn't bear it and rushed in?

Well, the idea dismissed, Huan Huan despised himself.

After taking off her clothes, she unscrewed the shower head, tested the temperature of the water, and then sat down with satisfaction, humming while washing.

With the sound of water and mist, a graceful carcass is looming.

This day was really thrilling, from being taken away by Mrs. Mo's bodyguards in the morning, to appearing at Mo Jia's wedding scene, to the so-called wedding ceremony just now, inexplicably changing from Miss Su to Young Madam.

Perhaps, from the day they met him at the airport, this somewhat bizarre fate was doomed between the two.

Suddenly, Huan Huan frowned suspiciously, tilting his head as if listening to something.

She turned around and looked around vigilantly through the fog.

Why, she always felt that there was a pair of eyes spying on her secretly?

This feeling came so strangely and suddenly that the hairs on the whole body stood up, like a prey trapped in a prison, unable to get rid of it or break free.

Turning off the hot water, Huanhuan grabbed the towel next to him, wrapped it around his body, turned his head, and quickly inspected it with his big eyes.

All around, at a glance, only Huan Huan and that embarrassed woman in the mirror holding a bottle of body wash as a weapon.Except for the occasional drop of water from the shower head, it was eerily quiet.

Delusion?

Huan Huan put down the body soap, turned around and just untied the bath towel, when behind him, a strange laugh of "hehe" was very obvious.

Huan Huan took a deep breath, turned around suddenly, and saw a small thing that looked like a dinosaur suspended in mid-air at a glance.However, it was only as big as the palm of an adult man, and he was fluttering a pair of wings, staring at a pair of big round eyes, grinning, drooling all over the floor, and making a weird "hehehehe" laugh.

Huanhuan stared at it for three seconds, shouted "Ah--", opened the door and rushed out.

As early as hearing her cry, Mo Jia rushed out of the study again and ran towards the bathroom.

"What happened?"

Huan Huan jumped into his arms all of a sudden, pointed inside, his upper and lower teeth chattered, and said in horror, "There are monsters!!"

"Monster?" Mo Jia's eyes fell on her body, sweeping up and down, with that surprised look, he almost regarded her as a monster.

"Really! It's so big, it can fly, it has horns on its head, and it can even drool at me!!" Huan Huan made gestures, and suddenly she yelled, squatting down and hugging her body tightly.

Damn it, she ran out without wearing anything!

Mo Jia raised his eyebrows, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He unhurriedly untied his nightgown and put it directly on her body, "I'm going to see what that tasteless monster looks like." Sample!"

Huan Huan's face was flushed, and he put on his clothes annoyedly, and followed him closely, his voice trembling, "Be careful, it will fly..."

Mo Jia walked in with a cold face. The fog in the bathroom hadn't dissipated yet. Huan Huan didn't dare to enter again. He only saw Mo Jia stretching out his hand into the air, and then there was a scream, "Don't...it hurts ..."

"Who asked you to come out casually?"

"I don't dare, I know your bridal chamber, so I can't help but want to take a look..."

Huan Huan leaned on the wall with one hand, almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Who will tell her what's going on?

It's fantasy, it's consummated, it's immortal, and monsters can speak human language...