Chapter 17

Mo yanjue's cold eyes flashed a trace of dark awn quickly, and his eyebrows were wrinkled into Sichuan characters.

What annoys him is not only because of the woman's boasting, but also because he clearly feels the feeling that the woman brings to some part of his body.

This is unscientific...

for many years, he was not interested in women at all, not to mention reactive, and even didn't care to look at them.

The doctor said that he was a physical cleanliness addict, in other words, a psychological disorder, which has been accompanied for 26 years, which is also an important reason why mothers try to find a surrogate to have children.

The only time to indulge himself was that on the night four years ago, his wine was drugged by his competitors, and he had a relationship with muxueer under the effect of the drug effect. But since then, no matter how beautiful muxueer was wearing around him, he had no impulse like that night.

But now, it's just a stupid woman like Bi Dong who has a feeling?

"Mr. Mo, please respect me. I'm your servant, but that doesn't mean I don't have human rights!" I felt his hot and strange eyes, breathed rapidly and unsteadily, and said these words with a red face and a thick neck.

She was afraid that if she didn't speak again, she wouldn't know what would happen next.

Although she had only one experience in those things between men and women, she was not a fool. How could she not understand the dark awn of men's Scarlet eyes.

"Just because of you..."

Mo yanjue's cruel words, the door of the study was pushed open, and the happy voice of the little star came in. "Beautiful Mommy, why don't you go back..."

after only half of the childish voice, you can see the strange action of daddy pressing Mommy on the wall.

The clever little guy immediately covered his eyes. "I didn't see anything. Go on, daddy and Mommy."

although the two little hands covered his eyes, the dark eyes secretly peeped through the gap between his five fingers. That smart look is not so cute.

The face of Mo yanjue was black, and he let go of Muqiqi's hand over his head, and instantly recovered his usual indifference.

"Mo Yuchen, next time you come in, don't knock. The basement is closed for three days!"

"Don't... Daddy!" As soon as the tender voice was soft, the expression on his face changed. He looked at him like a cat.

It's not that he hasn't been locked up. It's a bad taste. He doesn't want to be locked up once.

"Say, what is it?"

After listening to his father's question, he thought of his business. He clapped his hands and said happily, "I'll ask my father and mother to go to sleep."

As soon as the words came out, Muqiqi, who was too nervous and frightened, immediately coughed up. It can be seen that he was scared to death by the words of the little guy.

Listening to her coughing, Mo yanjue slightly turned his face aside, and his sharp eyes fell on her red and embarrassed face. Somehow, he agreed inexplicably and said a word: "OK!"

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soft and wide bed.

Mo yanjue sleeps on the left side and Mu Qiqi sleeps on the right side. Fortunately, there is a small star between them. Otherwise, Mu Qiqi wants to die.

The little guy quarreled to tell a story. Muqiqi turned to his side, glancing at the man beside the little star.

He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep, his handsome face was not as fierce as before, and his whole body exuded a mature charm, which made people unconsciously attracted