"Old Gong The public. "

Ye Fei licked her lips and opened her mouth again. As a result, she did not know if she was too nervous and stammered. Her husband became an old father-in-law.

Su Mo Han's smile on his face directly petrified, stiff in place, and his tone was gloomy: "you say it again."

The leaf imperial concubine wants to cry, a pair of cat's eyes are some red: "I I've called several times

Su Mo Han looks up and squints at her. Ye Fei shrinks her neck. As long as she is hard headed, she opens her mouth again: "husband, husband, husband Come on

"Louder." Su Mo Han's face softened a little.

"You --" Ye Fei stretched his neck and looked at him, even gasping for breath.

Su Mo Han is still looking at her with a light look. Ye Fei bit her lip and simply opens her mouth in a neutral manner. She also sprays Su Mo Han's saliva on her face: "husband!"

Su Mo Han drooped her eyes and resisted the impulse to strangle her.

Looking at his appearance, ye Fei's eyes showed a gleam of victory. Just as she was gloating, her handsome face suddenly enlarged, and her thin lips were directly covered. The sudden hot kiss was like a storm, and the fragrance and liquid were thick and smooth in the twining tongue. His cold and thin lips were punitive on her lips, which could not be resisted.

Ye Fei's brain became blank for a moment, and her eyes gradually became blurred. She only felt her lips were boiling hot and swollen, and her hands and feet began to become numb.

Until more than ten minutes passed, Su Mo Han slowly let her go, looked at her soft and obedient small appearance, this just satisfied nodded, raised his hand to pinch her chin: "little lady."

Ye Fei came back from the confusion, with a touch of shame in her eyes: "Su bully."

"Do you want my bully to show you?"

Ye Fei's little face was burning hot. She raised her hand to wipe off the lipstick on his lips: "you bullied me again..."

Su Mo Han grabbed her little hand and kissed her. He did not fight with her again. He held her in his arms and lowered his eyes to cover up the obscurity of his eyes. He said in a soft voice, "call me a few more times."

Ye Feifei wanted to refuse, but could not say why. Listening to his words, his nose was inexplicable and sour. He said, "husband."

"Well."

"Husband..."

"Daughter in law..." Su Mohan tried to speak softly, and a faint pain flashed in his eyes. He didn't know how long she would call him like this, and whether one day she would look at him with that kind of cold and merciless eyes.

Su Mohan never knew that he would be so timid and cowardly, but he knew that, no matter what, he would never let her go again.

At the moment, the two people are lingering inside, but the guests and the host outside are all anxious. After several times of preheating, it turns out that the protagonist has no idea where he is going.

Song Zhenhai, sitting at the bottom of the table, looks unhappy. At first, Su Mohan promised that he would marry again in two years, but now he is suddenly ready to get engaged. This is really cunning, which makes him wonder whether Su Mohan has any calculation or whether his imperial concubine is pregnant?

Ye Tiancheng on the other side also frowned. He didn't like Su Mohan's wandering between his two daughters. However, this man was so excellent that his father had no right to speak in the face of his daughter's marriage.

On the contrary, ye Xiaodong and Ye Ting don't seem anxious. They always have a faint smile on their faces. However, when facing the song Zhenhai family, the atmosphere between the two groups is obviously not right.