Good Morning, Dear

This time, Mo Li didn't get angry, but held his arm in the bathroom door and sneered at her: "Cheng Qingyao, you have been married for so many years. You should know men! You should know how a man will behave when he loves a woman!"

Cheng Qingyao snorted and looked at him with cold eyes: "if you have anything, just say it directly. Don't turn around here, making everyone indigestion."

Mo Li sneered, and his smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth before reaching his eyes: "I have nothing to tell you, just want to remind you in friendship, don't be fooled by him."

"Hum!"

"If he loves you, he should treat you with all his heart and lungs like me. If you are in danger, he should rush up to protect you like me. I have no secrets in front of you. I have reported to you one by one, whether it is private wealth or public assets. Not to mention more, what can he do about these three points?"

"He just can't do anything, and I like him as well." Cheng Qingyao frowned in disgust and hated his self righteousness: "get out of the way, I'm going to take a bath."

Pushing him into the bathroom, she didn't let the flower shower in the water, and Mo Li's words echoed in her ears again and again: "take your heart and lungs out to you... Protect you... Report private wealth and public assets one by one..."

What does that mean? What the hell is he trying to say

Lying in bed, they were back to back. He didn't hold her, and she didn't get close to him.

They think about their own minds and their own future. Pondering and pondering, Mo Li's heart had no bottom. When he closed his eyes, he was just confused and woke up by a nightmare.

In the dream, there was Yang Sha's complaining voice and her crying voice: "you compensate my mother, you return my mother... You murderer, murderer..."

He woke up with fear, his body trembled, and his arms were habitually folded into his arms. But I found that she was not in my arms and there was nothing in my arms. Turning around and looking back, she was still lying behind him, holding her back to him.

"Ah!" with a sigh, he turned over and leaned over and held her in his arms. If, in the future, they are destined to separate. Well, now, it's good to hug more.

Cheng Qingyao just fell asleep. He didn't find him having nightmares or his trembling. However, as soon as his hand reached over, she woke up, wanted to turn over and lean in, and felt that she had to insist on something.

He didn't lean over, but also shook his shoulder and signaled him to let go!

He didn't let go, and his hand was still extending in along the collar of his pajamas. In a vacuum state, he shook it. Hold it in your hand and gently pinch it. The sweet feeling is like candy all the way from the palm of your hand to the mouth of your heart.

With a sigh of satisfaction, he said in a deep voice, "you're still lying in my bed, you're still mine, aren't you?"

"With your doctor's cleanliness habit, shouldn't you dislike me?" Cheng Qingyao wants to get rid of it, but she can't get rid of it. She likes this caress and enjoys the tenderness of his palm. Dexterous fingertips slipped through her sensitivity, and she couldn't help trembling again, comfortable!

Mo Li's breath was heavy. His face was buried in the back of her neck and greedily sucked her body fragrance: "you didn't go to bed with him. Why should I dislike you?"

"We held it!"

"You have hugged nanyoujin, Qinglian, Yao, Xia Linjie... There are so many people you have hugged. Do I dislike it?"

"Mo Li, you have fallen! You were not like this before!"

"What was I like before?"

"Stingy, don't let anyone touch it. You can be jealous for a long time when shaking hands with a man. You have to force me to wash it all the time. You're not satisfied until it turns red. You have to be warned not to touch a man."

Mo Li burst into laughter and was a little sad. He turned on the bedside lamp and broke her over and looked at her carefully: "you know all this, do you still know that I love you very much?"

Cheng Qingyao was drunk, turned over and buried in his chest: "love me will care about everything, won't it?"

Mo Li reached out and hugged her: "what about you? Do you love me or him?"

Cheng Qingyao bit him angrily: "I like him at most. I can chat and be a friend. I can't reach the level of male and female feelings."

Mo Li was relieved, kissed her forehead, kissed the tip of her nose along her forehead, and kissed her lips. She did not escape, did not resist, gently cooperated with him, swallowed clouds and puffed smoke.

The breath became rapid, and the desire expanded in his body. He held up his arms and fell over her, biting away the obstacles all the way. At the moment of combination, she stood up, locked tightly in pain, and was reluctant to let him quit.

He begged tirelessly, as if to exhaust the indicators of his life at once, and as if it were the last goodbye.

Cheng Qingyao was a little afraid. He asked why several times, but he didn't let him ask. Again and again, she was sent to an orgasm with crazy actions, so that she couldn't open her mouth.

When she fell asleep, she didn't know what time it was. When she woke up, it was already bright and Mo Li was no longer in bed. But when she remembered the madness of last night, she was afraid and hurriedly changed her clothes and ran downstairs.

"Uncle Wang, don't leave." I didn't meet anyone all the way. When I came to the corner, I saw Uncle Wang watering the green plants. As she ran fast, she breathed a little and her face was a strange red.

Uncle Wang asked her to slow down and said, "the young master is eating breakfast downstairs. Don't worry. He can't eat so much alone. You still have your share!"

Cheng Qingyao didn't want to joke. She rushed to the entrance of the stairs and looked down. Sure enough, she saw Mo Li sitting at the table eating breakfast.

He also ate Mo Jianling, duanmuyun, Nan Youjin and mononing. Liu Jian has finished eating and is reading a newspaper on the sofa. The three children also finished eating. They were making pottery around Mo Qinglian, making mud on their body and face, but they were very happy, laughing and shouting.

Duanmuyun's voice didn't stop. She kept talking about the marriage between Mona Ning and Nan Youjin. Mononing has a surprisingly good temper today. She doesn't say a word and lets her talk all the time.

However, when Cheng Qingyao came down, she fully understood why mononing was so honest, because she changed her may day wedding plan.

The reason is that it's too busy and tired to hold an exhibition for Qinglian on May Day. She has to wait until the exhibition is over before she holds a wedding!

Such a push, pushed to June!

Which day in June? I don't know!

Duanmuyun was naturally angry. She was ready for everything and wrote a lot of invitations. Now she has to write it again in another day. Anxious eyes, anger came out barrel by barrel, nagging endlessly.

"Good morning, mom and dad."

"What's the matter? Don't you see that I'm angry now? One or two don't worry. Do you want to kill me so that you can succeed in revenge?"

Cheng Qingyao choked on duanmuyun and didn't dare to talk back. He shrunk his neck and squeezed into the table. Mono Ning shriveled her mouth. She looked back and said, "it's all your fault."

Mono Ning shrugged her shoulders, said she was helpless, and bowed her head to continue eating. Nan Youjin's mouth was not sweet, and she ate silently with her head depressed. But Mo Li looked as usual and helped her pull back her chair: "why don't you sleep a little more and didn't wake you up."

"Hungry..."

"Hungry, you know you're hungry. I'm not hungry if you don't see that I haven't eaten a bite." Duan Muyun couldn't make a decision about mono Ning, so she took Cheng Qingyao and opened the knife. With a slap, she fell off her chopsticks, which scared Cheng Qingyao to shiver.

Mo Li frowned unhappily and cast a tired look at her: "pinch the hard persimmon and then pinch the soft one. Don't pinch the hard one and pick the soft one."

Duan Muyun also wanted to cry. Mo Jianling made a round sound: "All right, let's talk about what we need after dinner. It's better to postpone it. We'll have more time to prepare and save our hands and feet. Nuo Ning, go to the wedding dress shop when we're free today. If there's something suitable, we'll take care of it first. Remember, if we want to take a good picture, Dad, a baby daughter like you, we have to watch her get married."

Mo nuoling wanted to refuse, but Mo Jianling said she was so emotional that she couldn't refuse. She nodded stiffly and knew.

Duanmuyun was still unhappy and snorted: "what's the date of June? Have you thought about it? I'll make arrangements! There's your big brother behind. He's also going to get married! Don't leave..."

"I'm full. I'll go to work at the company first." Mo Li has heard enough all morning. He doesn't want to be involved in duanmuyun's chatter. If he didn't want to wait for Cheng Qingyao to come down and see her again, he would have left.

Put down my chopsticks and interrupt duanmuyun. Then he said to Cheng Qingyao, "I haven't been to the company for a long time. It's estimated that I'll save a lot of things to deal with. If I deal with it very late, I'll stay in the company for a nap and don't go home, so as to save time on the road."

He said it easily, and there was no special meaning in staring at her, but Cheng Qingyao felt inexplicable heartache, and the anxiety and fear in her heart were magnified exponentially.

The chopsticks in his hand could not be held stably, "Ba Da" fell to the table, and his right hand trembled uncontrollably in mid air: "no, don't go home..."