Mo Yongheng takes the chopsticks' hands and raises his eyes to look at her. With her bright eyes, he knocks her head as soon as he raises the chopsticks.

"What kind of wine do you drink when you just leave the hospital with concussion? Eat your meal, take a bath and go to bed. "

“……”

Sure enough, he just doesn't understand the amorous feelings. He doesn't even give her the chance to borrow wine to go crazy.

Well, she had to do something else.

After a meal, Zheng Yan was absent-minded.

She had been thinking about how to trick him into bed. She didn't come up with the idea of having enough to eat and drink.

With a broken face, Wei Quba looked at the empty job in front of him.

"Not full?" Ink forever asked.

"I'm full. I'm a little full." Zheng Yan's clever answer, and silently added a sentence in her heart, that is, I haven't eaten you, which is a little pity.

Zheng Yan can't cook, but she does the dishes.

She was just about to clean up the dishes. Mo Yongheng had already taken it from her hand and asked her to sit on the sofa in the living room and wait for him.

Where would she like to go? She went into the kitchen with him behind his ass and shouted that she could help wash the dishes as well. Mo never let her. In a hurry, she directly reached out and hugged his waist from behind.

When Mo Yongheng's body was stiff and his hands were shaking, the ceramic dishes fell from his hands.

There was a crack in the ground.

At the first time, he turned around and picked up Zheng Yan. He didn't let her step on those pieces of porcelain. He gave her a frightened look. His black eyes gathered and held her steadily out of the kitchen.

"Sit still." Mo Yongheng put her on the dining room chair, her voice was hoarse.

Try to suppress their body can not respond, turn back to the kitchen.

I didn't rush to clean up the mess on the ground. Instead, I went to the front of the faucet and wrung the boiled water to pour it on my face.

Calm yourself down

When he came out of the kitchen, Zheng Yan could not be seen in the dining room.

Where did she go?

Did his reaction scare her?

Mo Yongheng's black eyes flickered, striding out of the restaurant, looking for her shadow in the villa and finding the master bedroom all the way back.

As soon as I got to the bathroom door, I heard the sound of water coming from inside.

He had a slight step. What flashed in his mind was the scene of changing clothes for her in the hospital yesterday

She had a slight bruise on her head and was frightened again. At that time, he was not at ease. He had to change her clothes and check that there were no other serious injuries on her.

At that time, he really had no other ideas, just worried about her.

But the moment he took off her clothes, he realized that he had done something dangerous.

If it wasn't for her injuries, he was afraid that he would be unable to control himself and ask for her regardless of time and occasion

Mo Yongheng shakes his head. Just memories make his throat tight.

Zheng Yan is like a poison. As soon as he gets close to her, his self-control, which he always prides on, becomes a joke.

She smiles and frowns.

Her casual touch, even just an ignorant look Will deeply stimulate his sensitive nerve.

All over the brain are clamoring to want her, crazy want her!

"Click!" A subtle sound.

The bathroom door, suddenly opened from inside.

Zheng Yan's delicate face, carefully out of the nose is still hanging beads, shoulders bare, should not wear clothes, just a tight towel around the chest.