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Confinement is the most tiring time for every mother. Even if Mo Yifan invited the gold medal Yuesao to take care of the children, the dietitian specializes in confinement meals, and Liu Ma took charge of the overall situation, it was still the most tiring time for Tang Xinyu at night.

Gold Medal Sister-in-law was originally going to sleep with Mo Xiaobao at night, but Tang Xinyu weighed it in her heart, still insisting that Gold Medal Sister-in-law should not stay with the night, she took care of herself at night.

Mo Yifan frowned, watching Tang Xinyu coaxing Mo Xiaobao who kept crying: "Let the little cub sleep with Yuesao, or you ca n’t sleep at night."

Tang Xinyu: "No. I have to breastfeed every two or three hours, and I can't sleep for long. If you think we'll make you rest, go to your room this month."

Mo Yifan stood up, hugged Mo Xiaobao in his arms, gently rocked, and walked around in the bedroom: "You just sleep for a while after feeding, I will coax him."

Tang Xinyu couldn't bear it: "You have to go to work tomorrow, it's almost faster now, you don't sleep, tomorrow's shareholders will deal with your spirit?"

Although Mo Yicheng and Mo Yihe did not provoke any moths to Mo's recently, tomorrow's shareholders' meeting is very important. It is hard to guarantee that they will not take the opportunity to make trouble.

Mo Yifan held Xiao Xiaomo's Mo Xiaobao in one hand and kissed Tang Xinyu on her forehead with a soft kiss: "Mrs. Mo, you must have confidence in Mr. Mo. As long as I'm in Mo's day, they will That kind of courage. "

Tang Xinyu moved his lips and said nothing more. He was pressed back to bed by Mo Yifan: "Good! I'm already coaxing the little boy to sleep, and I can't divide the energy to coax the baby to sleep for the time being."

Tang Xinyu was stunned for a while before he realized that the "baby child" in Mo Yifan's mouth was referring to himself. Her cheeks were hot, she lay back to bed shyly and helplessly, closed her eyes tightly to make up for sleep, and then waited for the class of Mo Yifan.

Mo Yifan saw Tang Xinyu finally lying down comfortably on the bed, and then he relaxed. He held Mo Xiaobao, who was quiet, and slapped it lightly on his diaper, watching him keep waving. Fist threatened softly: "Little Bunny, sleep quickly, don't disturb your mum."

From "little cub" to "little buggy", Mo Xiaobao was clearly dissatisfied and issued a "wow wow wow" protest.

Hearing the cry, Mo Yifan immediately felt big, and hurriedly glanced at Tang Xinyu ’s hard-opened eyelids, holding Mo Xiaobao in the bathroom immediately, closing the bathroom door, and gently walking around: Don't cry, I will accompany you. "

The cry stopped suddenly, and Tang Xinyu's slightly raised eyelids closed again, and she really wanted to sleep too much.

Mo Yifan, holding Mo Xiaobao in a fairly spacious bathroom, was tired. He could only sit on the toilet and stared at Mo Xiaobao, until he closed his round eyes and fell asleep.

Putting Mo Xiaobao back to the crib lightly, Mo Yifan was finally able to lie down on the bed before closing the eyelids and opening, quietly touching the phone on the bedside table, and setting the vibrating alarm clock two hours later He closed his eyes at ease.

Tang Xinyu slept well this time, but felt something woke up immediately when it felt something shaking. She crawled up, someone was faster than her, and had jumped out of bed to get her phone.

Tang Xinyu leaned over to see Mo Xiaobao still sleeping soundly, and then weirdly looked at Mo Yifan who pressed the alarm: "How did your alarm sound at this time? What time is it?"

Mo Yifan took Tang Xinyu to himself and laid down: "Sorry, baby. I'm afraid I've overslept. I didn't get up to help you, so I set the alarm clock. Who knew that the little boy didn't wake up, but woke you up."

Tang Xinyu, who yawned, wanted to laugh, but couldn't laugh: "What are you going to do for me? You have no milk."

Mo Yifan: "..."

Tang Xinyu hugged Mo Yifan's neck in the bed and kissed him in the corner of his lips: "Okay, I know you love me, but I can cope with it. You hurry up and the shareholders will not be late tomorrow."

Mo Yifan hugged Tang Xinyu and put her in her arms. The two of them snuggled with each other and didn't fall asleep for five minutes before being awakened by Mo Xiaobao's loud cry.

Tang Xinyu propped up the bed and hugged Mo Xiaobao to breastfeed. Mo Yifan quickly covered the cashmere blanket on Tang Xinyu, wrapped the mother and son tightly, not letting a ray of wind get in, and then sat behind Tang Xinyu, squeezing her neck and shoulders for her, hammering back and waist, trying to make She maintains a long-term feeding posture and is still more comfortable.

In Tang Xinyu's eyes, Mo Xiaobao's cute appearance of bulging cheeks and drinking milk, but in his mind, Mo Yifan took care of himself with tenderness and intimacy.

In fact, every woman is eager to be cared for and loved, although she says, "I can do it without trouble", but when I receive the meticulous care of myself, I am naturally happy and sweet.

At this moment, Tang Xinyu felt that even if she worked hard and tired again, she felt so distressed that Mo Yifan, who loved herself, was with her, and everything seemed worthy and grateful.

Every night, Mo Yifan insists on waking up at the same time, surrounding Tang Xinyu. Mo Yifan is already familiar with the breastfeeding process. Without Tang Xinyu, he knows what to hand in this step and what to put in the next step.

Chu An, who officially took over the family company, came to the Moss in a suit and leather to discuss cooperation with Mo Yifan. When he opened the office door, Mo Yifan, who was noticeably leaner, was surprised: "No, President Mo, how can you get so thin? So powerful? Has Mo's crisis occurred recently? Is it reliable? If it is not reliable, I will withdraw my intention to cooperate. "

Mo Yifan glanced at him lightly, reentered his head to deal with the work, and hesitated to take care of him.

Chu An saw that Mo Yifan did n’t eat him at all, so he turned to tease Lin Wensen: "Xiao Lin, you are the first person next to President Mo. You will tell me quickly whether you are uncomfortable with other surnames Mo Divided, toss your home President Mo? "

Lin Wensen reluctantly spread his hands: "I'm sorry to disappoint President Chu, everything is normal for Moh, and even this quarter's profit rose 12% month-on-month."

Chu An was surprised: "What about the appearance of your home President Mo's appearance as Yuanyang being drained by fairies? Isn't there any real fairies?"

Lin Wensen said quietly in his heart: Where is there any goblin, a little devil was born in the family, tossing ink every night can not sleep.

Lin Wensen motioned to Chuan to see the photo frame on Mo Yifan's desk.

Without reminding Lin Wensen, Chu An really did not notice that Mo Yifan's desk, which always requires simplicity, put a photo frame on the ground, beside Mo Yifan's wide computer LCD screen, while working A position that can be seen at a glance.

Chu An's curiosity rose, striding around Mo Yifan's desk, grabbed the simple wooden picture frame in one hand, and glanced at it.

In the photo frame, the protagonist of the photo is unlikely to have anyone except Tang Xinyu. Of course, the supporting character is a chubby little boy. Why is it a supporting role? Because the focus of the photo was only on Tang Xinyu's gentle and smiling face, the face of the little boy twisted a little at the moment of pressing the shutter, and it was a little blurry.

Chu An said: "Gee, President Mo, I didn't expect you to have such a love affair, a day when you are a good man and a dad."

Mo Yifan finally raised his eyebrows and looked at Chu An. He stretched out his hand and snatched the frame back from Chu An's hand. He took a wet tissue and wiped the glass surface of the frame.

Chu An: "..."

Chu An was almost mad at the spot and jumped on the spot: "What is the surname of Mo? What do you think of my dirty hands?"

Mo Yifan accepts frankly: "All your fingerprints are on the photo frame, which affects my visual senses."

Chu An almost vomited blood. Are your eyes a girl ’s microscope? Can you see the fingerprint here? This fingerprint can block your wife's beautiful face?

Chu An decided to spit out the words before his friends: "It's such a bad camera technique, it's just blindfolding with your eyes closed. You see your son's face is muddled. Where can I ask the photographer? I want to avoid lightning."

Chu An talked endlessly, not even realizing Mo Yifan's cold eyes.

Lin Wensen was behind Mo Yifan, blinking desperately at Chu An, winking. When Chu An finally noticed Lin Wensen's suggestion, he suddenly realized that there was some stagnation in the atmosphere of the whole office, and the voice of Tucao slowly weakened involuntarily.

Chu An glanced at Mo Yifan's expression quietly, and a suspicious guess came up in his heart: "Wait a minute ... this photo ... won't you take it yourself?"

Mo Yifan nodded his head lightly in Chuan's trembling eyes, and pulled the cooperation plan under Chuan's arm.

Chu An immediately hugged the cooperation plan with both hands, and the voice suddenly fell octave: "Mo Shao, President Mo. I think this photo is not strictly a good photo, but this photo is more than those of commercial photographers. No emotion. That is the deep and unreserved love of the person taking the picture. "

Mo Yifan is immune to Chuan ’s rainbow fart. He withdrew his hand for the cooperation plan, put his arms in front, leaned on the back of the chair, and said: "You do n’t think the people who took this picture are not good enough? Then I think the Yuekai Group is not The Moh Group should be re-evaluated carefully to see if this cooperation plan should continue. "

Chuan was about to cry.

After knowing that Wen Pingting's children are his own flesh and blood, Chu An immediately raised his willingness to marry with Wen's family, but Mr. Wen didn't really want to give his daughter to himself in such a wealthy name. Chu An immediately returned to Chu's house and asked to participate in the family business. President Chu was pleased with the son of the prodigal son who turned around, but in order to serve the public, he still symbolically threw Chu An a task of business negotiation, which was the one sent to Mo Yifan.

President Chu originally thought that his son, who was not a good friend, had close contact with Mo Yifan. This way, he secretly poked a back door to Chu An. Chu An could easily return the official letter of intent with the official seal, so that those in the company Old antique shut up.

But who would have thought that there would be a day when the gutter turned over. Chu An at this time wished to slap his own dead mouth.

In the end, Chu An ran several times to the capital of Yulong and swiped a good impression in front of Mo Xiaobao before taking the **** cooperation plan.

As soon as the red seal was set up, Chu An couldn't wait to hold the freshly baked documents and went straight to Yuekai, and then got the general manager status from Yuekai to Wenjia. The Wen family was relieved that he was determined to be determined, and as long as Wen Pinting nodded, they had no opinion.

Although the hope of Wen Pingting's nod was very slim at the time, Chu An still adhered to the spirit of Xiaoqiang who could not be beaten. He came to the door every day and almost did not even the threshold of Wenjia.

When Wen Pingting once asked Tang Xinyu to leave the house, Yun Xiuyao, who had just spent the honeymoon with Kong Ming, knew about it and hurried in.

Wen Pingting: "This is a hot mom party, what are you going to blend in?"

Yun Xiuyao was very happy, and the **** said mysteriously: "If I don't come to blend, how can I know that the younger brother before Mincheng can be so loyal to the outside of the lounge, ready to stand by?"

When Tang Xinyu heard interest, he leaned over and looked out of the window. Sure enough, he saw Chuan's car parked on the side of the road. He turned back to join Yun Xiuyao and quipped Wen Pingting: "It's really rare. I don't know if you have any coup Tell me, how can the prodigal son of Jin Buchang be turned back? "

Wen Pingting fetishly curled her curls around her full chest, her eyes were silky, and her tone was a little helpless: "It's probably the charm of this lady is infinite, it is difficult to hold it."

Yun Xiuyao: "..."

Tang Xinyu: "..."

Wen Pingting gently turned the topic off in a joking way, and Tang Xinyu and Yun Xiuyao tacitly did not chase at this point. Everyone has their own fate, others cannot clearly understand it, nor can they interfere too much.

However, looking at the subtle atmosphere of the two people facing each other, it should be developing in a good direction.

Tang Xinyu's mouth was slightly tilted, and he picked up Wen Xiaoguai and shook hands with Mo Xiaobao, who was held in Yun Xiuyao's arms: "Xiao Bao, this is Xiaoyao's sister, come and shake hands with Xiaoyao's sister. Look, Xiaoyao Have beautiful eyes. "

This was the first time Mo Xiaobao saw Wen Xiaobao, and it was also the first time that Wen Xiaobao had been held in a friendly manner. At this time, he did not know that in the years to come, he could not hold Wen Xiaomei ’s hand friendly again, because Wen Xiaomei ’s father, Chu An, looked at his girl tightly, like a wolf. Ink Xiaobao took advantage of his girlfriend.

...

Mo Xiaobao's language talent is extremely high, he will recite the sentence after five months a week.

At that time he was still a little boy who would pee pants.

When Tang Xinyu enjoyed a rare leisure in the toy room, he heard Mo Xiaobao shouting "Mom, Mom". Tang Xinyu hurriedly dropped the book and looked back. Mo Xiaobao was standing next to the tall tower erected by the building blocks, and his pants were wet on his short legs.

Tang Xinyu was already out of breath, picked up Mo Xiaobao, took off his pants and stuffed him, pointed in the direction of the bathroom laundry basket, and said seriously: "Go, put the dirty pants in the laundry basket. "

Mo Xiaobao pouted and dragged his wet pants to the bathroom, dropping a drop of water on the ground.

Tang Xinyu: "When you want to go to the bathroom, you should call an adult in advance. You see, now the floor that Grandma Liu just dragged has become like a rain, ticking."

Mo Xiaobao, the short-legged man, did not look back, but responded: "There are many rains in the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls."

Tang Xinyu: "..."

Suddenly, I found that Mo Xiaobao's poem was really satisfactory.

In the evening, when Mo Yifan came back, took a bath, and wrapped Tang Xinyu with a cold fragrance after bathing. When she kissed her sideways, Tang Xinyu told Mo Yifan the feat of Mo Xiaobao's poems in the daytime, and was interested Planning vigorously: "Mo Yifan, do you say that our son is very gifted in language? Would you like to invite a teacher to cultivate this aspect earlier?"

Mo Yifan responded casually, but his hands did not honestly pull off the neckline of Tang Xinyu's pajamas.

Tang Xinyu grabbed the neckline, covered the alluring scenery with a deep sleep, and pushed Mo Yifan heavily: "Oh, I tell you the truth, what are you doing !?"

Mo Yifan threw up again: "I'm telling you the truth. I will tell Xiaolin to find a tutor over here tomorrow morning to teach the little one-on-one. I think the little one still dares to occupy it all day long. You do n’t let it go. You ’re clearly mine.

Mo Yifan's thin lips have been attached to the corners of Tang Xinyu's lips, igniting countless stars.

Tang Xinyu left and right, just not willing to let Mo Yifan succeed. She stretched her finger against Mo Yifan's thin lips: "I'm really serious!"

Mo Yifan bit angrily on Tang Xinyu's fingertips, and his teeth were still lightly milled, vaguely saying: "Little Cub will walk and jump, throw him to the teacher, and our honeymoon should be made up. "

"Mo Yifan, it hurts ... um ..."

A spring in a room, a night of light.

Mo Yifan belongs to the activist group. He said that he had to make up for his honeymoon the night before. The next afternoon, Tang Xinyu was already sitting on a plane flying to Greece. After the blond stewardess brought Tang Xinyu a glass of red wine to help her sleep, she quietly stunned the pair of handsome men and beautiful women, especially the gentleman, who gently tucked the blanket for the sleeping lady.

This is a couple in love, the flight attendant thought.

The couple, who have had a week and a half old children, are cuddling with each other, as if enjoying the long-recovered world of two.

When Tang Xinyu greeted the breeze of the sea of ​​love, the sleepiness of jet lag subsided. Mo Yifan took Tang Xinyu's hand and walked on the winding Haiya Road, walking among the small houses composed of white and blue, and the golden orange sunset on the side of the sea.

Tang Xinyu looked sideways at the golden ink coated with sunset, a three-dimensional eyebrow bone, and a tall nose bridge under the light and shadow of the sunset, forming a deep silhouette, which made Tang Xinyu unable to look dumbfounded.

Mo Yifan took Tang Xinyu's hand tightly and chuckled lightly: "Mrs. Mo, you look at me like this, I can't control myself."

Tang Xinyu smiled and thumped Mo Yifan's chest, walking forward under his traction. At this moment, about the company's operation, about the interpersonal relationship, about everything seems to be blown by the sea of ​​love and the sea breeze, drifting out of Jiu Xiaoyun, leaving only a warm heart of peace in my heart.

Santorini carries many romantic stories, attracting lovers from all over the world. In just a dozen steps, Tang Xinyu met two couples taking wedding photos.

Looking at the happiness on the face of the newcomer, Tang Xinyu suddenly recalled the way he took a wedding photo with Mo Yifan. At that time, the time was in a hurry, and I didn't specifically shoot it. Instead, I took a few photos in the hotel garden the day before the Australian wedding, which I made overnight and put it on the wedding the next day.

Touching the scene, Tang Xinyu shook Mo Yifan's hand with regret: "We haven't officially taken a few sets of wedding photos yet."

Mo Yifan's thumb rubbed Tang Xinyu's palm and promised: "If you like, I will take a set with you every wedding anniversary every year, until the little cub grows up to marry his wife, and the two of us. They are all gray-haired and become old men. When we are at dusk, we can still wear reading glasses and sit in the garden, turning over the past that we have left every year, okay? "

Imagining that kind of picture, Tang Xinyu couldn't help but move, **** Mo Yifan's palm, raised his eyes and smiled at him: "You think so far."

Mo Yifan stopped in front of a flower stand and took out the euro to buy a beautiful bouquet of flowers from the silver-haired old lady selling flowers. He handed it to Tang Xinyu. Tang Xinyu smiled sweetly, holding the bunch of flowers in his arms.

The old silver-haired lady smiled kindly and said a few words in Greek. Tang Xinyu couldn't understand it at all, she looked at Mo Yifan.

Mo Yifan thanked the silver-haired old lady and took Tang Xinyu forward.

Mo Yifan: "I always think about my next life with you, and my next life ... about you, I never think far."

Tang Xinyu shivered, and she didn't understand whether she and Mo Yifan would have another life, and the next life, she only knew that she didn't dare to have too much hope now, only to cherish the life she has now.

In the sunset of the Love Sea, Tang Xinyu holding flowers took a few steps, standing opposite Mo Yifan. The setting sun that gradually entered the sea shone brightly between the two.

The sea breeze raised Tang Xinyu's hair and confused her vision. Mo Yifan reached out gently and hooked her hair behind her ears, just like every time before.

At the moment when Mo Yifan's hand was retracted, Tang Xinyu took Mo Yifan's hand and looked at him with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "Mr. Mo, honestly, did you hit me at the first sight of me? The idea of ​​marrying me home? "

Mo Yifan smiled lightly without saying yes or no.

Tang Xinyu: "Don't pretend. When you were brought into the city council, in order to prevent me from being involved in danger, so threw me a divorce agreement. You don't know when I looked at the divorce agreement, my heart How angry. I thought of the fake marriage cooperation agreement we signed before getting married. Going home at night, I found the cooperation agreement from the safe. Guess what? I looked more angry .. .... "

Mo Yifan bounced, holding Tang Xinyu's slender wrist with his backhand, and whispered: "You know?"

Tang Xinyu gently hummed: "I was deceived for so long, and I didn't know that I was so stupid, so I agreed to put myself into the tiger's mouth. What method did you use to secretly change the terms of the agreement?"

At that time, in order to suppress the influence of Tang Ruifeng's derailment of the He Bilian scandal, Tang Xinyu actively drafted a fake marriage cooperation agreement and handed it to Mo Yifan. Every one of them was carefully reviewed by himself. It is absolutely impossible for such an error to occur. Mo Yifan could only move, but she did not know when Mo Yifan moved.

Mo Yifan lifted his palm to touch Tang Xinyu's cheek, and gazed at her delicate facial features: "I wrote down the content and format of the agreement on the spot. I coax you to the second on the grounds that the special contracted pen fell on the company. I came to Mo's and asked me to sign an agreement. The next day I printed out the new agreement. All the terms are the same, with only a few changes. When you are interested in the pen, divert your attention and use Replace my new agreement with your old one. "

Tang Xinyu slapped Mo Yifan's hand with angrily and annoyance, and beautiful eyes traversed him: "You are a malicious fraud! The agreement is countless."

Mo Yifan spread his hands helplessly: "I reminded you at that time that I would like you to read the contents of the agreement again. You said that the agreement is clear to you and you don't have to read it."

Tang Xinyu choked, remembering that Mo Yifan had said that at the time, but he was afraid of Mo Yifan's remorse, and he was convinced of the agreement he had taken out. No longer read the content.

Tang Xinyu was angry and funny: "So you darkened Chen Cang and changed the last line," After the agreement goal is reached, the marriage relationship between the two parties is automatically dissolved "is changed to" the marriage relationship between the two parties is automatically continued "? You ... .Big Tail Wolf! "

Mo Yifan took Tang Xinyu's hand again: "Whether it is a wolf or a tiger, as long as it can bind you to me, what are you afraid of being a wolf or a tiger?"

Mo Yifan stopped and smiled again: "What's more, the agreement is invalid? We got the marriage certificate from the Civil Affairs Bureau together, but it is legally effective. It's enough."

Tang Xinyu: "..."

How does she have a kind of, long before she didn't know, the man in front of him had selfish feelings for himself, plan carefully step by step, please enter the urn. When she was still smug and thought she used Mo Yifan to achieve her goal, she didn't know that she was the one who fell into the beast net.

He has been in his hands all his life.

Tang Xinyu put the bouquet in his hand back to Mo Yifan's hand.

Mo Yifan frowned: "The things I sent out, where is the reason to take them back, you ..."

Tang Xinyu took off the scarf around his neck, put it on Mo Yifan's neck, and dragged it in his direction, forcing him to lean down slightly against himself.

In Mo Yifan's slightly surprised eyes, Tang Xinyu tipped his toes and gently kissed Mo Yifan's lips, with a low sigh and a pity: "My life seems to be really inescapable ... "

After Mo Yifan lost his mind for a while, it was a surprise from the bottom of his heart to the corner of his eyes. He immediately grabbed the initiative, squeezing Tang Xinyu's waist and pressing heavily on himself, holding her cheek in one hand, prying off her tusks, forcibly occupying all her breath, and plundering all her sweetness.

The gentle sea breeze blows Tang Xinyu's long skirt, like a cloud like a mist. With the long hair fluttering, even the clouds fainting the color of the sunset in the sky are overshadowed. Mo Yifan buckled the hand around Tang Xinyu's waist, still holding the bouquet of flowers.

Arms are straining, petals are trembling lightly, like a butterfly fluttering, but quiet, not afraid to disturb the two who are devoted to each other.

The dazzling light of the sunset slowly dimmed, leaving a silhouette of a pair of lovers embracing and kissing in front of the wide seascape.

"Click-"

Tang Xinyu heard the noise and looked back. A young man held the camera and smiled at them kindly, apologizing a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, that picture was so beautiful just now, I can't help but leave that picture. Really, I will show you Look......"

The young man may be a travel photographer. He took a camera and showed Tang Xinyu what he had just taken. It really made Tang Xinyu unable to bear the pictures of his joy.

The young man took the initiative to ask Tang Xinyu's mailbox and said to send her an electronic version of the photo. Tang Xinyu was about to write down and was stopped halfway by Mo Yifan, quietly separating the distance between the young man and Tang Xinyu: "Leave my mailbox, please trouble you."

The young man was shocked by Mo Yifan's impulsive momentum, and he should be blessed and retreat after wishing them a romantic holiday.

Tang Xinyu looked at the back of the young man and complained a little: "Look at you and scare people to do something? I think he photographed it very well. We can ask him to help us take more pictures as a commemoration of our honeymoon trip . "

Mo Yifan: "I can also shoot."

Tang Xinyu withdrew the silk scarf around Mo Yifan's neck and disgusted: "Forget it, with your straight men's way of taking pictures, Ms. Ben's one meter six / four were photographed by you as one meter four six. Obviously, it's a small face of melon seeds, all of which are made into buns and buns by you. I don't want to wait for my white hair, when I turn to this memory, there are only ugly pictures. "

Mo Yifan quickly pleased: "No matter what kind of photos are taken, Mrs. Mo is still the most beautiful in my heart."

Tang Xinyu turned his head: "Oh, you will only coax me like this."

Mo Yifan hugged her shoulders and walked along the stone road to the windmill in the distance: "Not only I think so. Didn't you just want to know what the old lady selling flowers said?"

Tang Xinyu turned back curiously: "Did she speak Greek? What did she say?"

Mo Yifan kissed Tang Xinyu's temple, and put her chin on top of her head: "She said my wife is as charming as the sunshine on the sea of ​​love. We are God-appointed, men and women, and we are a natural pair."

Tang Xinyu listened to Mo Yifan's undulating chest as he spoke, the magnetic voice oscillated back and forth in his chest, and the sea breeze over the ears. He felt that such simple words of praise turned into a pleasant movement.

Anyone who is praised will be happy. Tang Xinyu couldn't help laughing, looking up at Mo Yifan: "I didn't expect you to speak Italian or Greek."

Mo Yifan was silent for a while, and honestly explained: "I don't know Greek, I guessed it just now."

Tang Xinyu who is not happy yet: "..."

Tang Xinyu: "Then you thanked her just now."

Mo Yifan: "Greek does not understand, but simple Hello, thank you, I will still speak."

Tang Xinyu sharpened his teeth and really wanted to kick him into the sea to feed the fish.

"Mrs. Mo, why are you so cute?"

Mo Yifan laughed lowly, stretched out his fingers and rubbed the corners of Tang Xinyu's mouth, hugged her from behind her, facing the sunset of the sea of ​​love, gently floating out of his mouth.

"Mrs. Mo, you are my sunshine."

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