President spoils the dark wife

After washing, Mo Yiran has no time to appreciate Jing mowen's abdominal muscles.

She's so sleepy now that she can sleep with a board.

After wiping the skin care products, Mo Yiran went to the big bed in the bedroom yawning.

He opened the quilt and fell asleep.

Jing mowen came out after taking a bath, dried his hair and walked to the bedroom. As soon as he got close, he heard the woman's shallow snoring.

The man only put a white bath towel around his lower body. He stepped on his long legs and walked to the bed. He saw that the woman was not only lying on the bed, but also the quilt was not covered, only a little belly was covered.

In order to send Mo Yiran back to the company the next day, Jing mowen directly brought her to yunmu residence.

Mo Yiran likes to wear some loose shirts or T-shirts when he sleeps at home. In a word, how comfortable he is.

But here in Jing mowen, the pajamas prepared for Mo Yiran are some sexy suspenders.

Well, Jing mowen didn't prepare it. He asked HuaQuan to buy it.

However, HuaQuan Shangdao bought it very much in line with Jing mowen's heart.

At this moment, the woman in the Black LACE SLING slightly turned sideways, and the belt on her white shoulder slipped off a corner.

The clavicle is long and straight.

Jing mowen felt a burst of dryness and heat in his lower abdomen, his Adam's apple rolled, and his ear tip was slightly flushed.

"Ranran, change your posture and sleep on your side. It's bad for your heart."

Jing mowen lifted the shoulder strap that the woman had slipped down, held back his inner heat and said softly in the woman's ear.

See the woman did not respond, motionless.

Jing mowen sighed, reached out to pick up the woman, and then gently put her down to the other side of the bed.

Jing mowen gets up and turns off the light.

However, after taking no two steps, I heard a dull bang.

It seems to be the sound of something falling on the ground

Jing mowen twitched the corners of his eyes, and then he heard a roar.

"Jing Mo Wen!"

Jing mowen turned around rigidly and saw the woman who was still sleeping in bed. At this moment, he was touching his forehead and looking at himself angrily.

"My fault, my fault, don't be angry."

Jing mowen quickly apologized and walked towards the woman with his long legs.

At the front and back of the woman's heel, he stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the woman's forehead, blowing and coaxing. Mo Yiran lost some anger.

"I was dreaming about some handsome guys just now. Why did you move me? It's all your fault!"

Mo Yiran could still feel that someone had moved her. She frowned and complained.

However, Jing mowen paused after hearing the speech.

"Handsome? Or some?"

The man narrowed his eyes dangerously, "what are you doing with those handsome guys... Huh? Ranran."

Mo Yiran's action is stiff and recalls his dream just now.

She's in the hot spring, and then some handsome guys are... Um

Mo Yiran's face turned red.

Turning his eyes, he saw the man in front of him with a gloomy face and hurriedly said, "feed me fruit! Just feed me fruit. What do you think?"

"Those handsome men are good-looking?"

Jing mowen pinched Mo Yiran's chin, put the woman's hair back with his other hand, and looked at her with a smile.

"No, no, absolutely not."

Mo Yiran shook his head.

Jing mowen snorted coldly and kissed him when he was still not coming to speak.

……

I don't know how long it took. Mo Yiran was tired and fell asleep. Jing mowen lay on the woman's side and looked at her quietly.

The man held his head in one hand and pinched the woman's cheek in the other.

The woman in the dream seemed to feel something. She whispered like a delicate baby.

Jing mowen saw this and his thin lips slightly hooked.

He lay down and looked at the woman sleeping straight, frowning, somewhat dissatisfied.

"Sleep so peacefully?"

The man frowned and whispered.

Then, Jing mowen's bony hand groped in the quilt for a while, and soon found the woman's delicate hand.

Jing mowen took the woman's hand, pulled the woman's hand over and put it around his waist.

Jing mowen approached the woman again, making the woman hold herself.

Jing mowen smiled with satisfaction, gently kissed the tip of the woman's nose, and then closed his eyes for sleep.

However, after a while, Jing mowen felt that his arms were empty and the hand on his waist was gone.

Open your eyes.

Well, the little girl slept regularly again.

He lay straight with his hands on his abdomen, like a sleeping beauty in a crystal coffin.

Jing mowen doesn't like the cold sleeping beauty.

He doesn't like it no matter how beautiful it is.

In contrast, he prefers Mo Yiran to stick to himself like a sticky cat.

Then, Jing mowen held the woman who slept well in his arms.

This time, in order to prevent Mo Yiran from sleeping back, Jing mowen simply put the woman's leg directly on his own leg.

In this way, Jing mowen was held in his arms by Mo Yiran like a giant doll.

However, due to the fact that Jing mowen has more body than Mo Yiran, Mo Yiran's head can only reach Jing mowen's chest.

From time to time, the woman's soft hair will rub against her chest. It's itchy. Jing mowen can't bear it, but she still closes her eyes and forces herself to sleep.

Well, in fact, Jing mowen can't sleep with such a beautiful thing in his arms.

And the beauty was still very naughty. From time to time, she loosened Jing mowen and continued to sleep in her regular sleeping position.

Jing mowen continued to pose with perseverance.

In this way, tossed all night

At dawn, Jing mowen finally couldn't stand it and fell asleep.

When Mo Yiran woke up, it was about nine o'clock the next day.

She was slightly surprised when she opened her eyes.

Why did she fall asleep with Jing mowen in her arms?

It's not cold either.

And when I slept with Bai Shengyan before, Bai Shengyan never said that he had the habit of hugging people when he slept.

Mo Yiran was wondering. The man in the quilt didn't know when he woke up.

"Ranran, how long do you want to hold?"

The man didn't open his eyes, but said slowly in his deep voice.

Mo Yiran pursed her lips, took back her hand and said, "I didn't have this habit before. I'm sorry."

As he spoke, Mo Yiran had already opened the quilt and got up.

Jing mowen, who was sleeping in bed, opened his eyes slightly.

Looking at the woman stretching, a sly smile crossed his eyes.

It doesn't matter. Weifu will help you develop a good sleeping habit.

The smile on the man's lips deepened.