wealthy daughter-in-law

Her wet hair spread out on her chest, rising and falling with her disordered breathing.

In the bathroom, the fog lingered and the temperature gradually rose. Neither of them said a word.

Mo Jia picked up the towel and wiped her hair.When his fingers ran through her hair, Huan Huan felt a current flow from the top of the head to the bottom of the feet, and then flowed to the atrium, paralyzing her heart.Even if she didn't turn her head, she could still feel his scorching gaze, imprinted on her skin, scorching hot.

At this moment, she really wanted to keep it, even if it was just the tenderness he showed her inadvertently.

At least, it would be enough for her to have this touching memory.

He wiped off the drops of water on her shoulders with a towel. The delicate and fair skin was so tight that even the pores could not be seen, revealing a seductive pink color, bewitching his sight.

At some point, his hand had replaced the towel in his hand, and was walking on her skin.Huanhuan was shocked suddenly, trembling all over, but nervously expecting.

From the moment she agreed to marry him, she was ready, ready... to save him with herself!

Gradually, the lingering touch on his fingertips could no longer satisfy him, and his gaze became fanatical, even revealing a trace of deeply suppressed desire.The primitive desire that has been going on for several lifetimes and continues to this day.Even he himself couldn't explain why whenever he touched her, he would lose control and become not like him.

He couldn't help lowering his head, and when his cool lips were about to touch her shoulder, his eyes froze and he suddenly woke up.

What is he doing?

Huanhuan tried his best to restrain his nervousness and looked forward to it in anxiety, but he didn't wait for his next move.She opened her eyes, turned her head, and met his complicated eyes, so hard to guess.

She was stunned, but at this moment, he slowly withdrew and took a few steps back, "You can go out now."

Before she could answer, he walked out of the bathroom first, leaving Huanhuan alone, standing there stupidly.

Could it be that, as Yan Xihua said, Mo Jia doesn't want anyone but her!Even if that person is a woman who can save him...

When Huanhuan left, Mo Jia had already left, and Huanhuan knew where he would go.

"Huanhuan, Huanhuan! Chifeng is coming to see you!"

On the balcony, there was a cheerful cry.

Startled, Huan Huan hurriedly opened the window, allowing this eye-catching fiery red figure to fly in.

"Keep your voice down, don't let anyone see you!"

"Huan Huan, Huan Huan, Chi Feng vented his anger on you!" Chi Feng stood on the table with his two little paws on his hips, proudly raised his head, "Chi Feng is going to breathe fire!"

"Where did you go to spray fire?!" Huan Huan was startled, with a bad feeling, "Where did you... go to spray fire?"

"Chifeng is looking for someone who bullies Huanhuan!" Chifeng spread his wings, circled around Huanhuan for a circle, and then landed in front of her, "With Chifeng around, no one can bully Huanhuan!"

"You went to my uncle's house?!" Huan Huan grabbed Chi Feng's pair of small horns and picked it up, "Have they done anything?"

Chifeng tapped his chin with his small paws, blinked his big eyes, and thought for a while, "Mo Jia said, it's good for Chifeng to burn down their house, and he can deal with the rest."

"Mega also knows?"

"Hmm! Mo Jia is like Chi Feng, someone bullies Huan Huan, he is so angry!"

Huan Huan was concerned about the safety of his uncle and the others, so he turned around anxiously, "I'm going to talk to Mo Jia, it's not their fault, it's my own fault!"

"No, no, no!" Chi Feng grabbed her with his little paw, "Mo Jia hates liars, if Huan Huan tells a lie, he will be angry with you!"

Huan Huan paced back and forth in the room anxiously, "Then what should we do?"

"Hehe, don't worry, if he doesn't let Chifeng burn them, they won't die!" Chifeng patted his chest as if he knew it well.

Although he heard Chi Feng say this, Huan Huan was still worried. Chi Feng flew up and looked at her at the same level, his two little paws were somewhat tangled together, as if hesitating to speak.Huan Huan looked at it, and shook his head helplessly, "Tell me, what's going on this time?"

"Chifeng knows that this is wrong, but... Mo Jia's time is running out, if you don't save him..." Chifeng's voice became smaller and smaller, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at Huanhuan.

Huanhuan smiled wryly, reached out and touched its head, "I know what to do."

Chi Feng's eyes were flickering with mist, and he struggled to say, "Chi Feng is also reluctant to let go of illusions, but...but...but Mo Jia has Chi Feng's kindling...without the kindling, Chifeng is going to sleep! Sleeping is so annoying , Chifeng never sleeps again!"

Huanhuan smiled softly, hugged Chifeng in his arms, and said softly, "If I can sacrifice myself to make everyone around me happy, I will be happy too. So, don't blame yourself, I like Chifeng very much." Feng, from now on, just stay by Mo Jia's side!"

for me.

Chi Feng curled his mouth, and suddenly cried "wow", and then rolled in Huan Huan's arms, crying, "Huan Huan is so pitiful, Huan Huan is so pitiful!"

Huan Huan really couldn't laugh or cry, "Hey, you don't look like a beast, okay?"

"Woo~ Chifeng is so useless, it can't save Huanhuan!"

"Who said it's useless? Didn't Chifeng help me vent my anger?" Huanhuan comforted it.

Chi Feng blinked his misty round eyes, his small mouth formed a thin line, "No one treats Chi Feng so well, Chi Feng likes Huan Huan!!" It suddenly hugged Huan Huan, crying loudly.

"Okay, okay, I know!" Huanhuan was really about to cry because of this little guy.

Chi Feng suddenly stopped crying again, clenched his little paws tightly, with tears still in his eyes, but said with an extremely firm expression, "Chi Feng wants to help Huan Huan!"

"Uh, Chifeng..."

Without waiting for Huanhuan to ask again, Chifeng's wings flicked, and he flew out after flapping a few times.

Come without a trace, go without a trace.

Huanhuan has long been used to this.

Mo Jia didn't go back to his room all night, Huan Huan thought he went to Yan Xihua's place, but Xiaoju secretly told her that the young master spent the night in the study.Huan Huan knew that she shouldn't have extravagant expectations, but she still couldn't restrain the little joy in her heart.

When they went downstairs, two people walked up to them.

Sister Zhong and a man were talking as they walked, and stopped when they saw Huanhuan, "Young Madam,"

"Sister Zhong," Huanhuan smiled, and his eyes fell on the man next to him.

It was a man somewhat similar to Sister Zhong, in his thirties, gentle, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, with a pair of gentle eyes, looking at Huanhuan curiously.

Sister Zhong introduced, "Young Madam, he is my younger brother, Zhong Kun."