Su Mo Han droops his eyes and looks at the small hand in the waist, without making a sound.

Ye Fei choked and continued: "you don't want to be angry with me. I know that song Yichen is you who will do this. Can you forgive me?"

Su Mo Han's mouth hook up a very shallow smile, as if her explanation would dispel all his unhappiness and sadness in recent days.

The explanation is because she cares, and she stays because she doesn't give up, which is enough to prove that she still loves him and proves that she is afraid of losing him, and that he has nothing to be satisfied with.

"Su Mo Han I don't want to divorce you... " Ye Fei is really afraid. After all, Su Mo Han's face sank, and she thought he really wanted a divorce.

She didn't expect the gaffe would be so serious, so she was really afraid.

Su Mo Han slightly turned around and looked at the woman with a snot and tears in front of her, and said faintly: "isn't there any model? one born with a silver spoon in one's mouth? little fresh meat? Yes? I need one more... "

Ye Feifei a head into his arms, said nothing to give up: "bad, send you a, how many also send you a."

"How dare you have another man, eh?" Su Mo Han's eyes flashed a touch of doting, reached out and rubbed her head, picked up her small face and stabilized it up. Ye Fei blinked her tears, her eyes whirling and looked at him for a while, and she also gently stood on tiptoe to respond.

Su Mo Han hugs her more and more, clearly passing each other's temperature.

This hug came too late

Through the wind and rain, they really need each other's arms.

With a kiss, Su Mohan's kiss fell down her neck, and ye Fei's cheek turned red and said softly, "Su Mo Han, why are you..."

"Don't you say I'm bad at technique?"

"I didn't Well... "

With the continuous ringing of the door bell, the room is full of beautiful scenery, and with the stop of the door bell, it changes into a heavy knock on the door, and the room is also out of control, bursts of breathing, sweat dripping, everywhere exudes an ambiguous atmosphere.

Two bodies close together, each other warm cold lonely soul.

Looking at the footprints on the door, Yin Shaolong shrugged helplessly. Looking at Xuanxuan, who was hungry in her arms, she said in a warm voice, "uncle, I've tried my best. I'd better go back and cook you something to eat."

In the room, ye Fei relies on Su Mo Han's arms, drooping her eyes lazily, as if she didn't want to say a word more.

Su Mo Han is pillow an arm looking at the roof, good, for a long time have not been so quiet with her together.

Quiet for a while, ye Fei seems to be not at ease in general, gently put her hand on his waist, turned over and whispered: "Su Mo Han, I really know that you are su Mo Han and will go to bed with you."

Su Mohan raised eyebrows and said, "I know."

Ye Feiwei Zheng: "how do you know?"

"I knew that for a long time." Su Mo Han doesn't care much about the opening.

"Then why are you so angry at me! You still take me and song Yichen sleep to say something? You mean it Ye Fei rubbed all of a sudden sat up from the bed, this just realized that he was in front of the man to calculate.

Su Mo Han opened his eyes lazily and said faintly, "how can you throw yourself into your arms if you don't mean to."

Ye Feiqi gnaws her teeth and looks at Su Mo Han, who looks like she has turned her eyes and closes her eyes. She is very angry. She reaches out and pinches his strong waist until her skin is red and purple.