"Does it hurt?"

As soon as ye Fei's voice fell, Su Mo Han turned around and pulled the woman in front of her. She grabbed her lips again. Crazy kisses spread from her jade neck to her clavicle, planting pink strawberries.

Seeing another uncontrollable trend, ye Fei could not help regretting her just move: "Su Mo Han..."

"I know the right way."

Su Mo's cold voice interrupts, trampling her pajamas.

Until more than ten minutes later, Su Mohan finally stopped slowly, just holding her and whispering, "I'm worried about you."

Ye Fei can clearly detect the desire in his body. Looking up, he exudes a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He can't help but feel a little heartache. With a red face and a soft voice, "are you very uncomfortable?"

"What do you say?"

Su Mo Han looked down, his eyes red, like a hungry beast.

Ye Fei moved her eyes unnaturally and said softly, "otherwise Otherwise... "

"Well?"

"Are you going to help me?" Su Mo Han squints his eyes and his voice is bewitched.

Ye Fei's cheeks were red, her hands were hot and her palms were covered with sweat.

Twenty minutes later, ye Fei ran into the bathroom with a red face and turned on the tap for a long time.

Su Mo Han sits on the head of the bed, appears to be in a good mood, and puts up the music.

After wrapping her wet hair, ye Fei looked at Su Mo Han and said, "you don't want to wash it, just wipe it."

Su Mo Han frowned: "rush a good."

"The wound..."

"Or you wash it for me?"

"You You You want to be beautiful. "

Ye Fei sat in front of the dresser with a straight face and wiped some skin care products, leaving him alone.

The next morning, Su Mo Han got up at about seven o'clock, and then he had been looking at reports and documents in his bedroom.

At eight o'clock, ye Fei lifted her eyelids. Seeing that he didn't mean to leave, she turned over and fell asleep again. It was not nine o'clock when she woke up. Ye Fei secretly took a look at him and planned to continue pretending to sleep.

Su Mohan put down the document in his hand: "wake up?"

"No

Ye Fei answered subconsciously, and the room was silent.

As a result, when ye Fei reacts, the man has already stood by the bed, staring down at her.

Ye Fei is really eager to give her two slaps, is this a pregnant fool three years? She was so stupid as to answer no

"Su Mo Han, I have a headache..." Ye Fei pokes out a small head from the quilt.

Su Mo Han frowned, bent over to explore her forehead, did not find anything abnormal.

"I'll call the doctor for a headache."

"Ah? You'd better stop calling. I'm pregnant now. Even if you call, I can't take medicine. Just take two days off... "

Ye Fei quickly opens her mouth to stop her. She can't help but feel guilty about the vision of Su Mo Han.

"I'm going to take you for an examination today. Since you're not feeling well, it's the same to call a doctor."

Listening to his solemn tone, ye Fei almost burst into tears. She looked at Su Mo Han with tears and said, "or tomorrow? We'll do it tomorrow? "

"Today." Su Mo Han refused.

"Su Mo Han ~ I'm really not very comfortable today ~" Ye Fei's tone softened a little, and she sat up from the bed and grabbed his big hand.

Back to hold her soft hand, his tone also light a few minutes, sitting on the edge of the bed: "do not want to go?"

"Well..."

"Why?"