Mr.Mo's eternal love: sweet wife, please come to my arms

What！

Want her to sleep with you?

Yan Xinxin was shocked to enlarge his pupils, and suddenly his body tilted.

Murchuxi suddenly picked her up and walked to the big bed.

"No, Mo Chuxi, Mr. Mo, I won't sleep with you!"

Yan struggled and pulled Mo Chuxi's collar with his small hand.

"It's not that I haven't slept."

"... it was an accident!"

"Do you think I'll believe it was an accident?"

Mo Chuxi looked at Yan Xinxin with low eyes.

"When will you show me your video?"

what the hell!

It's hard to say.

How could she be so perverted to make that kind of video!

When the angle in front of her suddenly turned, her back fell into the soft bed, and murchuxi's body pressed up.

"Don't..."

His heart beat like a rabbit.

Mo Chuxi looked at Yan Xinxin's panicked little face from top to bottom, and his thin lips pulled up a playful arc.

Looking at her beautiful eyes as bright as stars, his heart climbed up an inexplicable warm current.

"Heart to heart, I don't mind if you have children."

“……”

"Your cooking, like you, suits my appetite very much."

"What do you... Mean?"

Yan Xinxin clenched his pink fist, breathed nervously, and his cheeks heated up rapidly.

Mo Chu Xijun's nose tip is about to touch her nose. Such a handsome face of a popular girl is pressed in front of her. She really can't bear it!

"It means..."

Mo Chu Xi's tone dragged the ending languidly, looked at Yan's eyes flashing and escaping, suddenly smiled gently like spring breeze and rain, reached out to touch her delicate cheek, bent over and pasted her thin lip to her ear.

"Heart to heart, to tell you the truth, the experience that night was really bad?"

“……”

"How about the man who made you pregnant?"

Yan Xinxin's body and mind, which was a little hot and hot, seemed to be cold all of a sudden.

She lowered her eyes and turned to her side in silence.

Mochuxi held his hands, and his deep eyes described his gentle side face with interest.

He really, inexplicably and strongly wanted to know what the man who made yanxinxin pregnant was like.

"Mr. Mo, I won't answer these personal questions."

The words and hearts are very clear, and the tone is cold.

"Just like I won't gossip about who you loved in your heart."

Mo Chuxi had a sword eyebrow, reached out and pinched Yan Xinxin's chin, forcing her to look into his eyes.

"You want to know who I loved?"

"I don't want to know."

Yan Xinxin stretched out his hand to break Mo Chuxi's hand.

"Let go, it hurts."

"If you don't want to hurt, be good."

"Murchuxi, you threaten me again!"

"It also depends on whether you really have something to threaten me."

"You..."

Yan was so angry that she puffed up her cheeks. She clenched her pink fist, but she really dared to be angry.

It's true that she can't provoke him.

Mo Chuxi looked at her with a smile. He moved and lay down beside Yan Xinxin.

What happened? He's going to sleep with me?

Yan Xinxin was still in doubt. Mochuxi's long arm stretched out and directly hugged her in his arms.

That light orchid fragrance, accompanied by the unique smell of men, made my heart nervous again.

She wriggled slightly, trying to break free.

"Don't move."

Murchuxi's low voice glided through his ears like wine in the dark night.

"If you don't want any more bad experiences, just go to bed."

Another threat.

Yan Xinxin bit his lip and raised his eyes fiercely, "Mr. Mo, I want to understand. I want to cooperate with you, but I want to ask you a favor first."

Mo Chuxi lowered his eyes and said, "I'll deal with your father's business."

"It's not this thing, it's something else."