Chapter 65

Outside the villa, Mo Jingyao's tall figure stepped into Yu's garden.

Cold eyes swept around.

There is only a light on the second floor of this townhouse.

The dining room and living room downstairs are full of lights.

He was informed by a message that she was waiting for him in her own room at home.

She said she had something to say to him.

So he came.

"Ink Mo Shao, uncle, please come in Chen Meishu put her hand over her stomach and said hello to Mo Jingyao.

"What about color?" However, Mo Jingyao didn't even fling her at the end of his eyes. He went directly over her and went into Yu's house.

In the brightly lit hall, only Chen Meishu is alone at the moment.

"As soon as Yu se got home, she went to her own room upstairs. She didn't know what was wrong with the child. She had a bad temper with her father and me these days. Maybe it was because of you..."

However, before Chen Meishu finished, Mo Jingyao had already gone up the stairs.

Long legs a few steps to the second floor.

Chen Meishu followed up and saw that he walked directly to the room where the color was compared. A smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

She was right.

Mo Jingyao really knows the room of metaphor.

Sure enough, less ink means less ink.

He had never been to their house, but he knew which room Yu se lived in.

However, the heart is a little proud at the same time, the eyes are never more ruthless, and when Yu Mo takes down Mo Jingyao, Yu se never wants to go back to this home.

She did not have such a daughter.

However, just as Mo Jingyao's hand fell on the door, Chen Meishu suddenly remembered something. She went upstairs and had not met Yu Jingan and Yu Yan.

Unfortunately, Yu Jingan and Yu Yan must also be in the room of metaphor at this time. They hide metaphor together with Yu mo.

She must have resisted.

It won't take so long.

"Oh, Mo Shao is so powerful that he can find a room of color. However, his mother-in-law has decided that mor'er is our daughter-in-law. When Mo Shao comes to my house, he should see my Mo'er."

Mo Jing Yao Shu's turn back, coldly looked at Chen Meishu, "shut up."

He was only two words low, and, without any body language, he exuded an incomparable powerful aura. Chen Meishu was so excited that her body was shaking like chaff, and she could not speak a word.

This man, his aura is so It's so powerful.

Of all the people she has ever met, the aura is the most powerful.

Strong enough to look at him and never dare to speak again.

Mo Jingyao's big palm fell on the door handle, and the door opened with a slight ring.

The darkness of a room.

He just want to reach out to turn on the light, a demon soft body rushed over, straight into his arms.

A speechless smell, let Mo Jingyao a side, to avoid the impact of the female body.

Yu Mo looks at him and pours into the air, but she is not discouraged. She stretches her foot and kicks him to the door. Then she takes Mo Jingyao by the corner of his clothes and drags him to the bed.

She didn't speak.

She didn't dare to speak.

Just changed my aunt's towel.

She did not know whether Mo Jingyao would find her aunt coming.

But now she has no way back, can only let go.

She didn't want to let go of such a good opportunity.

Pull Mo Jingyao's sleeve and pour to the bed.

As a result, the man's body did not move.

She was the only one who fell.

At this time, Mo Jingyao stood in front of the bed, looking down on her in the dark.

Yu Mo's heart thumped wildly.

Even if you can't see Mo Jingyao's face clearly, she is excited.

He's so handsome.

Such a man, even if let her have once, she is satisfied, what's more, as long as she has experienced tonight, she is likely to have him for life.

That night, she did it.

Even if it's a blood clot.

Maybe you can really spell out a little grandma mo.

Think of here, her lips are all smiling, metaphor, she wants to let Yu se see with her own eyes and ears, listen to the man she saved become her husband, her man.

The man she likes, that is her, has nothing to do with metaphor.

She lay on the bed and could not touch Mo Jingyao.

But she also has a pair of small feet.

It is said that men like women's upper circumference most, followed by a pair of small feet.

Together, she is going to hook the corner of Mo Jingyao's clothes and lie down with him. He is her.

She will be the happiest woman in the world.If you have mo Jingyao, you will have the whole world.

However, Mo Jingyao seems to have seen her small movements, the body suddenly retreated, at the same time, the big palm covered his mouth and nose, "what's the smell in this room?"

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She was afraid to speak.

Her delicate and soft body is close to Mo Jingyao.

He can't have felt it.

As long as he has a feeling, he should jump at her.

But now, two steps away from the man where there is a little bit to jump at her meaning.

No.

He stood still in the dark, feeling nothing of her.

It's impossible.

But Yu Mo still dare not speak.

But she sniffed and sniffed the room.

is all the smell of perfume.

she sprayed a whole bottle of jasmine perfume.

The smell of Jasmine has covered up the smell of her great aunt.

Calm down.

Don't panic.

After taking a deep breath, Yu Mo got up again. He was enchanting and swayed to Mo Jingyao's body. He also deliberately straightened out his body.

Although Yao's figure is so black, she must be very beautiful.

Here we are.

Mo Jingyao's clear masculine smell is really good.

Yu Mo is excited and she pours forward again.

At the same time, intoxicated closed her eyes, she is about to rush to Mo Jingyao's arms..

Suddenly, I feel a wind passing by.

Then there was a dull bang.

It's a pain in the head.

It's a pain in the forehead, to be exact.

What she bumped into is not Mo Jingyao's body, but the cold and hard wall behind Mo Jingyao. With a low hiss, she felt that her forehead was bleeding.

At this moment, the smell of blood in the room became stronger.

Aunt's blood mixed with the smell of blood on her forehead, and then closed the fragrance of jasmine, which was very strange.

On the forehead, the hand is about to collapse.

Clearly, Mo Jingyao was in front of her eyes. How could she feel that he was in the sky? How could she not grasp his feeling.

saw no more words, and could not get Mo Jing Yao out of her gentle tone. Yu Mo had to begin. "Jingyao is the smell of jasmine perfume. It smells good."

She said, and then went to Mo Jing Yao who had just avoided her.

"Yu Mo?" The voice was cold and deep, with a chill penetrating into the bones.