"I kiss you, what I did for you! Do you understand?" Sheng Nanxuan said solemnly.
Gong Mo was taken aback, opened his eyes, he had already left.
She thought for a while, always felt that his words had no meaning.
After getting up, a hearty breakfast was placed on the table.
Mother Gong greeted her: "Come and eat! Nan Xuan made it! What happened to him today? So active, he has to go to work early in the morning, and he got up to make breakfast for us... No, he must make it for you, I This old woman rides you to enjoy the blessing."
"He did it?" Gong Mo looked at breakfast and thought--
I made dinner last night, made breakfast today, and cut the fruit to feed myself. This is too diligent!
Is it just for a scarf?
does it worth?
Gong Mo sneered.
Gong’s mother scolded her: “What are you laughing at? Nan Xuan works so hard, so you can tell him not to do it! Sister Zhang is embarrassed after getting her salary, and thinks we don’t want her anymore.”
"Where is there..." Gong Mo smiled, "I told him tonight. Maybe he is bored recently? Excessive energy..."
"I don't bother to care about you..." Mother Gong whispered.
After breakfast, the two sat on the balcony of the study to knit wool.
Gong's mother weaves children's clothes and Gong Mo weaves Sheng Nanxuan's scarf.
Gong Mo said: "Don't tell Nan Xuan, give him a surprise when I finish knitting."
"Who wants to talk more?" Gong's mother said.
Gong Mo smiled and suddenly said, "What if I feel a little ugly?"
"He doesn't think it's all right."
"What if he thinks?"
"Then don't send him off!"
Gong Mo nodded, feeling reasonable.
When Sheng Nanxuan came back in the evening, she was practicing postpartum yoga in the fitness room.
Sheng Nanxuan took a look, went back to the room and changed into sportswear, doing push-ups on the side.
Gong Mo knew he was there, so he glanced at him halfway and ignored him. After all, you have to hold your breath while practicing yoga and you cannot be distracted.
Sheng Nanxuan knew this truth, so he didn't make much movement.
After Gong Mo finished training, his body was sweaty.
Sheng Nanxuan was also sweaty. Seeing her stop, he stopped panting.
At this time, he dared to gasp loudly.
Gong Mo took the towel and walked to him and wiped it off for him: "You can't breathe..."
"I'm afraid to affect you..." Sheng Nanxuan fell on his back to the ground.
Gong Mo glanced at him and gave him the towel: "I'll take a shower."
Sheng Nanxuan looked at her back, waited for her to go out, got up and ran for 20 minutes, and then went back to the room.
In the bathroom, Gong Mo had just finished taking a shower and was getting dressed.
Sheng Nanxuan walked directly in, sweating all over.
He took off his clothes, his muscular muscles were exposed, and sweat ran through his skin, shining brightly.
Gong Mo blushed and tightened his bathrobe, wanting to go out.
Sheng Nanxuan hugged her and pushed her against the wall.
Gong Mo was surprised: "What are you doing?"
Sheng Nanxuan stretched his arm around her waist, gently hugged her, and the two of them leaned against the wall together.
Gong Mo heard his fast and powerful heartbeat—dongdongdongdongdongdongdong...
That frequency is a bit scary.
Gong Mo did not dare to move. After all, he hasn't been relieved in a few months-although he can do it by hand occasionally, it is definitely not as good as doing it with a real sword, right?
She was afraid that he couldn't help it, she would be miserable!
For the sake of her own body, she is very obedient to the doctor. The doctor said that it would not work for three months, she must ban him for three months!
After standing like this for almost ten minutes, Sheng Nanxuan finally let go of her slowly.
At this moment, his heartbeat has calmed down. (To be continued~^~)