The Young Wife is Pregnant:Pampered and Teased by Young Master Marshall

Yes, just one.

A little invisible.

It's just one time, and it's gone.

It's the same as before.

As if it was all his illusion.

But he's always staring at her. That's not his illusion.

Mo Jingyao's eyes were slightly dark, and he looked at Yu se quietly for five seconds.

While Yu se was still wondering what the man was doing, his lips were cold and soft

Yu se was stunned.

She can't talk.

There's no way to talk.

My mouth is blocked.

First it's soft.

And then it's hard.

It's like punishment.

Mo Jingyao didn't get up until the oxygen was almost exhausted.

The long arms are on both sides of Yu SE's body, and her eyes are cold.

Yu se is a little bit suspicious of his cold eyes.

"Mo Jingyao, are you sick? Why do you kiss me? I'm not your girl... "

The next second, Yu se feels that it's dark in front of him. Mo Jingyao Here he comes again

He's addicted.

Forced to close his eyes, Yu SE's mind was full of Mo Jingyao's handsome face.

This man is really pretty.

It's true that many women like him.

Not including her.

Until he got up again.

This time, the metaphor straightened up, then pushed the door open and got off the car.

All the movements were done at one go, fast and accurate, and in a twinkling of an eye, they got under the car.

"Xiaose, it's dozens of kilometers from here to the city, and there are dozens of kilometers where few cars pass by. Are you sure..." Seeing Yu se get off the car, Mo Jingyao goes around the car and says as he walks.

But he just walked around and found that the girl who was just standing in the front door of the co driver had disappeared, "little color..."

The metaphor has been flying from the bottom of the car to the driver's seat.

Yes, Mo Jingyao walks, she runs.

It's like flying through.

When Mo Jingyao found her, she had started the car and started reversing, ready to turn around and drive back to T city.

However, she only poured for a few seconds, and she was sweating.

She's seen people driving.

I've seen it many times.

I like to watch people drive when I'm bored in other people's cars.

However, she does not have a driver's license and has never driven a car.

She is a high school student, and Yu Jing'an doesn't plan to send her a car, so she doesn't have a driver's license if she can't afford the tuition.

Only at this moment did she realize that real driving was totally different from what she looked like.

Seeing the bottom of the car throw to the slope on the side of the road, the metaphor panic.

"Mo Jingyao, stop the car for me, quick."

The man took two steps to get back, put his long arm in the car, hit the steering wheel, and then directed Yu se to step on the brake.

Stop again.

At the moment when the car stops, the metaphor is only a rough gasp.

She was terrified.

The body is rigidly leaning on the back of the chair, a small face that was originally pale is even whiter.

Gasping for breath.

After breathing, the car door opened. Mo Jingyao reached out to hold her, ready to throw her back to the co driver.

But his hand just stretched to Yu SE's waist, and he heard the little girl cry.

Very wronged very wronged cry.

Earth shaking.

It felt like she was crying all over the country.

Mo Jingyao was so flustered that he didn't dare to hold out his hand. Although his long legs were standing there straight, the look between his eyebrows revealed everything.

With a pair of metaphors crying on his face, he has no choice.

Big hand clenched into a fist, he stood there, "small color, don't cry, eh?"

"You bullied me." Yu se cries and roars.

"No No more bullying. "

"You kiss me again."

"No No more

"Why did you just ignore me?"

"Later."

"What are you doing here?" She didn't like it here. It was so cold that she thought of her first meeting with him.

The picture of him lying there straight, although it was also this handsome face at that time, she was afraid as soon as she remembered.

I'm afraid he'll sleep like that again and never wake up again.

"Degree On holiday. "

"Vacation? On vacation in the mountains? " Yu se forgets to cry. He looks up at Mo Jingyao with tears in his nose. It turns out that the asphalt road is not built in disorder. Is there a resort on the mountain?"Well, it's a vacation."

Always cold and overbearing man, this moment is like a pupil standing in front of the metaphor.

As if he had done something unforgivable to her.

Yu se first looks at Mo Jingyao, then at the steering wheel in front of him.

Then quietly out of the car, push open Mo Jingyao opened the back door, "you drive."

"Good." Mo Jingyao, who has become a full-time driver again, starts the car again. At the same time, he stealthily glances at the girl behind him through the rearview mirror.

She sat there quietly, looking at the scenery outside the window.

Bugatti continued up the hill.

Until the asphalt road in front of him opens quietly, until Bugatti drives into the gate at the end of the asphalt road, yuse takes back his sight and falls on the mountain villa like a castle in front of the car.

"Not a resort?" It turned out to be a private mountain resort.

"No

In this sentence, metaphor doesn't ask any more.

When Bugatti stops, Yu se gets out of the car first. Looking back at the winding mountain road they just drove down the mountain, they all feel that it is like a dream. The road they drove must not be so curved.

But the fact is, it's curved, like a snake.

Seeing her standing still, Mo Jingyao stepped forward and wanted to hold her, but when his outstretched hand received her suddenly turned eyes, he stopped abruptly, "go in."

"Is there anything to eat in it?"

"Yes."

"I'm going to have a barbecue, do you?"

"Yes."

"I want roast duck, do you have it?"

"Yes."

"I want to eat buns, just like your buns, do you have them?"

"Yes."

"I also want to eat porridge, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, pumpkin porridge, half a bowl as well."

"All of them."

Before the ending of his sentence, the girl in front of him had already rushed out for a long time and rushed into the villa in an instant.

Built in the mountains of luxury villas, from the hillside began to build a three meter high wall, the wall also pull the power grid.

Numerous monitoring probes are installed on the power grid.

They're all hidden surveillance probes.

So, it's safe here.

Metaphor pushes the glass door open.

I think the decoration here must be similar to the Mohist villa in the mid levels villa area.

But when I came in, I was still shocked.

To be exact, the decoration here is totally different from the place she had seen before, which is related to mojingyao.

It's pink.

Absolutely girlish decor.

Yu se turns around, "your villa?"

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