Chapter 1738： First Memorial (1)

Yin Shaojie laughed very much, as if he had caught a delicious bunny paper.

"You ..." Mu Xiaoxiao knew he had been fooled, blushed, and stared at him coyly.

Yin Shaojun's face moved closer, and he pecked her little mouth.

"Even if you don't want to, when did I force you to do something you didn't like?" He squinted her eyes, his magnetic voice said with a slight smile, indifferent.

Mu Xiaoxiao was guilty when he said so.

She whispered shamefully, "I ... I didn't want to ..."

He didn't know that if she didn't want to do it, no one could force her.

"So?" Yin Shaoxing grinned.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at his eyes fixedly. The dark eyes were as bright as the night sky full of stars, which made him speechless.

Even though this guy always thinks so evil, she still likes him.

"You turn off the lights first ..." she whispered.

When Yin Shaojie chased out, he drew a bath towel around his waist, but he could clearly see the reaction somewhere.

He turned off the ceiling lights, then turned on the bedside table lamp, and turned the light to the darkest.

The faint lights create a romantic atmosphere.

In the air, it seems to have a sweet taste.

The two sat face to face on the bed.

The light cast their shadows on the wall.

When the passion subsided, Mu Xiao's hands were sore, and he was so tired that he lay down on the bed.

Yin Shaojiu went up and kissed her face, and wiped her hands with a paper towel thoughtfully.

"You're gonna put on your pajamas." Mu Xiaoxiao reminded him with a red face.

Yin Shaojie also knows that she is in a strong temperament, and has tasted her taste, she can easily be provoked.

Of course it is impossible to sleep like this.

He had to get up, put on his pajamas, and then came back to clean the paper and bath towels beside the bed.

Mu Xiaoxiao blushed and hid herself in the quilt.

Yin Shaoxi took a look at her with a smile, took a wet towel from the bathroom, sat by the bed, found her little hand from the quilt, and helped her clean.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt his tenderness, and his palm became refreshed.

His palms were slightly itchy, but he rubbed them very comfortably, gradually drowsy and drowsy.

In the vagueness, it seems that I heard him calling.

Yin Shaojiu threw the wet towel onto the bedside table, went to bed, and lay on the small side, her big hand still holding her little hand.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered.

But Yin Shaojie was very patient and kept waiting.

Finally, when the call was about to be cut off, the other party answered.

"Hello." The voice was very low, as if resentful.

Yin Shaojie chuckled, his black eyes dangled, and looked at Mu Xiaoxiao's palm, then his fingertips slipped in, forming ten fingers with her thin and white fingers.

He asked jokingly, "What are you doing?"

"Just returned from your house, don't tell me what happened and tell me." Ye Sijue whispered.

Yin Shaoji said, "No, I just can't eat it, and I don't want to see you eating so happily."

"... Goodbye." Ye Sier groaned and hung up.

Yin Shaojie smiled, thinking that he should have interrupted his good deeds, tricky, naturally feel happy.

He put down his cell phone, held Mu Xiaoxiao with his long arms, buried his head in her neck, and fell asleep with her.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt his temperature, habitually moved up, his face was close to him, and he consciously stunned him.