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Chapter 483 Sleeping With You
Shadow froze—

Wang is this?Lianxiangxiyu?
Mo Chen looked over coldly: "Are you free?"

The shadow trembled for a moment, and said repeatedly: "Wang, this subordinate will go and bring Miss Mo in."

After all, he disappeared from the sight of the blue-eyed man as if fleeing.

In the blink of an eye, Ying Ying led Qing Ye in.

She was still dressed in white, with a white veil covering her face.Qing Ye's true appearance was shown in front of Mo Chen, even in front of his people, she never took off her veil.

The Shadow Guard walked out very sensibly, and by the way, closed the door for the two of them.

"Tell me, what's the matter." Mo Chen turned his back on Qing Ye, and only gave her an extremely indifferent sentence.

Qing Ye is not angry, but in a very good mood.

She knew that her threat had worked just now.At the very least, her Yucheng is still willing to see her, and she doesn't really want her to barge in with blood.

"It's okay." She answered decisively, it's really okay to come here.

If there is something to say, in fact, I just want to see him.

In fact, for Qing Ye, after suffering the pain of separation for five years, even if he doesn't recognize her now, it's much better than him disappearing from his life all the time.

He twitched his mouth, feeling helpless at her answer.Nothing happened, but he was so persistent in coming in to see him, how would he evaluate this woman?
"Today, I want to sleep with you."

Before Mo could calm down, she uttered another sentence that was astonishing as hell.

"Ah..." He blurted out, turning his head suddenly.

She has already entered the back room.

When he opened the curtain and walked into the innermost bedroom, she was already sitting in front of his bed, rolling up the curtain and preparing to fall asleep.

He was speechless and then twitched again. Now, what is the situation, and he can't be driven away?

Qing Ye muttered in his heart, as expected, this world is fair.At the beginning, he stalked her so hard that he couldn't drive her away, and even got into her bed in the middle of the night, but now, Feng Shui took turns, and it was her turn to become a "fly" that couldn't be driven away.

"If it's okay, you can go back." He glanced over his head, deliberately ignoring her words, but his heart speeded up suddenly.

Qing Ye snorted, stood up, and leaned her head prettyly: "I'll just sleep here, and I won't leave."

As she spoke, her fair face flushed slightly, and her ears felt hot.

She never thought that she would have such a shameless day to force him in this way.

This kind of practice has always been reserved exclusively for Leizi. Could it be that he was infected by Leizi as early as the 21st century?

Mo Shen's cold eyes could not be angered no matter what, his heart was pounding, and his jumping speed could not be slowed down no matter what.

You can't drive away, you can't bear to be angry, and you can't stay.

Right now, he just feels that life is so helpless.

"Then you sleep here, I'll change places."

In the end, he had no choice but to choose such a path.

If his subordinates knew that Miss Mo had snatched their king's bed, they would all lose their eyeballs and fall with a splash.

Wang didn't even let women touch his sleeves, how could he allow a woman to sleep in his bed?
But even so, Miss Mo was not satisfied either.

Xiumei frowned, and the white gauze from the woman's sleeves suddenly fluttered into the man's waist. With a light roll, the supernatural power was distributed between the white sleeves, and wrapped around the man's waist.

Mo Chen was taken aback, first he didn't fight back, he was rolled up by Qing Ye and moved closer to the bed, then he stretched out his hand to grab Bai Sha and restrained himself.

(I said I wanted to add more, but I still didn’t add it. I’m sorry, I went to the hospital with a heartache on Friday, myocarditis, fortunately, this disease can be cured, I hope you can understand. But I really feel that I am a very unscrupulous author. I will try my best to be responsible when I get more stable. In addition, I will add a digression: I recommend a time-travel article written by a newcomer friend Tianding Merry: The upper body of the husband: the stunning first crazy concubine)

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