Someone lengthened his voice and sighed, "the third brother went back to make a villain, but he didn't have a long vision. Go for a walk, pick an expensive one, and record the third brother's account."
Mo Beicheng laughed, took the cup to hit the past: "roll."
"Seriously, third brother, when will we have a little nephew? I'll take him around the world."
Yan Jin one of the cups hit in the past, right in the person's shoulder, the distance is close, it doesn't hurt, "third brother give you a little nephew? Are you out of your mind? I have to give birth to a baby for you, and I have to take you to travel around the world? "
"I was wrong."
A group of people left laughing.
Mo Beicheng took his coat, put it on his arm and asked Nanqiao, "tired?"
"Yes."
On the way back, Nanqiao fell asleep in the car. Mo Beicheng stopped the car and got off to open the door for her. He half leaned in to help her unbutton her seat belt.
The collar of the shirt scratched her face.
It also has a mellow aroma.
Nanqiao opened his eyes. Mo Beicheng looked at her and said with a smile, "wake up?"
They were so close that their noses touched each other.
Seeing that she did not move, Mo Beicheng said half jokingly, "do you want me to hold you up?"
He made a gesture to reach for her.
Nan Qiao suddenly reached out and grabbed his chin, and said solemnly: "third brother, go to recover."
Mo Beicheng
He looked at Nanqiao quietly, bent down, and her breath intertwined.
It's windy tonight, the temperature outside is low, but the temperature in the car is getting hotter and hotter. He said word by word: "I don't like children."
"I like it," she said, slightly propping up and kissing his lips, indifferently with the smell of lust, "third brother, we want a child, and take him around the world, OK?"
Mo Beicheng
His eyes then narrowed and covered with a faint light.
Mo Beicheng hooked Nanqiao's soft waist, and a low, stuffy laugh rang out in her ear, "are you courting me, eh?"
He forced Nanqiao out of the car and said, "please, I accept, but I'll talk about the baby later."
Nanjo pondered for a moment in his arms.
Look up, light said: "I will dislike you."
Mo Beicheng almost didn't stop by the steps at his feet. He pursed his lips and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "do you dislike me? Wait until you win me. "
Nanqiao: "I'm not sure."
Mo Beicheng took her to the second floor and put her on the master bedroom: "I'll take a bath."
He just propped up half of the body, South Joe suddenly raised his foot to sweep to his footwall, Rao is that he practiced in the army for so many years, footwall solid, but completely unprepared, or she swept staggered.
Nanqiao got up and pushed his hands on his chest.
Mo Beicheng directly sat on the bed heavily.
Nanqiao bent over and put his arms on his sides, confining him between his body and his bed.
And then——
Mo Beicheng
She stares at Mo Beicheng, sharp eyes, with wanton domineering, "what you said, I won you, you go to recover."
Mo Beicheng twisted his eyebrows. His eyes turned red when he was so pressed by her.
But he still remained a bit rational, holding her waist, trying to suppress the impulse in his heart.
Husky voice said: "do not make."
Nanqiao leaned over and bit his Adam's apple. A low, arrogant smile came from his chest. "Then you promise me that you will go to the hospital for a recanalization operation tomorrow."
Mo Beicheng disdained sneer: "now you?"
He leaned over to kiss her on the lip, and Nanqiao turned slightly away. "You can try it."
"If I don't agree, are you going to threaten me with self harm?"
He has an absolute advantage in the struggle between men and women. If he wants to be strong, he can't think of any way she can avoid it.
South Joe laughed, look gentle, completely can't see just pressure in his body that domineering momentum, "if it is, you are threatened?"
Mo Beicheng's eyes locked her silently. The woman's hand circled his chest, feeling the muscle strength under his suit.
Mo Beicheng is touched by her completely have no reason, "accept."
He spat out a word and leaned over to kiss her heavily on the lips.
……
Nanqiao woke up at dawn.
I went to bed very late last night. I was extremely tired, but I had something in my heart, so I woke up very early.
It's already in spring. It's early in the morning. Nanqiao takes a look at his mobile phone. It's less than seven o'clock.
Mo Beicheng is still sleeping, and his breath is even and slow.