Chapter 162

At the beginning of the time, after all, this man was more realistic, simply for the sake of Mo Yuhan's body, but did not consider a problem.

When she did this, she told others that he was not in good health and needed to be blessed with medicated food?

At the beginning of the day, when I heard Mo Yuhan's cold refusal, I thought that it would hurt his self-esteem.

"The effect of aunt Xia's medicated diet is still very good. After I drank what she made last time, my body felt obviously improved."

At the beginning of the time, he immediately changed the topic and approached the medicated food, thinking about how to let him drink it first.

Mo Yuhan looked at the beginning of the eyes gradually deepen, look at her face look forward to the expression, finally can only take over.

When I first saw his action, I thought he could accept it.

I didn't think he took the medicine food but put it aside.

At the beginning of the day, her eyes flashed and worried, and then she asked, "don't let down aunt Xia's heart..."

Mo Yuhan put down the medicated food, and suddenly clasped his wrist at the beginning of the day, and his tall Wei'an body approached a little bit.

At the beginning of the time, I felt the pressure like a mountain, and saw that the deep eyes like stars were looking at her seriously. She was shy and confused.

"You What's the matter? " He was so close and so attentive that she was really nervous.

"You are so worried about my body. If I don't prove it, how can you rest assured?"

Mo Yuhan solemnly said this, with a meaningful smile on his handsome and cold face, which made people more confused.

At the beginning of the day, his face was getting hotter and hotter. How could he prove it

"It's better to drink the medicinal food first. It will be bad if it gets cold later..." Her voice wavered and she was short of breath.

"Do you really don't understand, or are you playing silly with me?" Mo Yuhan has already forced Shi Chu to the sofa and blocked his way with a long arm.

She was like a bird in a cage. She was imprisoned in his arms, breathing his breath, and feeling some floating.

The setting sun through the windowsill will be decorated on a layer of light yellow light, four silent, quiet, only to hear each other staggered breathing sound.

Gradually dim room filled with a vague and hazy atmosphere, spring tide surging, at the beginning of staring at the pair of bright and dark eyes out of God.

The person in front of her is no longer as high and far away as she used to be. As long as she reaches out her hand, she can touch him

At this moment, he is not a master of the fate of tens of thousands of people, everyone is afraid of.

Their distance is only a few tens of centimeters.

Her lips pressed in a straight line, her hand was tense enough to hold on to the corner of the sofa, and her heart thumped.

No more fear, no more retreat

At the beginning of his heart, he grabbed the hand of the sofa and suddenly climbed up Mo Yuhan's neck.

"Yuhan, I think..." She wants, what?

Her eyes are like bright stars, with a touch of nervous shy light, in Mo Yuhan's view, is an irresistible Qing Cheng.

The glacier at the bottom of Mo Yu's cold eyes is melting a little bit. Looking at the pink cheek, the rosy thin lips slowly fall down.

Because his body was too tight, he touched it gently, like a breeze blowing across the calm lake, rippling.

"Relax." His lips against her ear, voice like a demagogue incantation, plucked at the beginning of the heart of that string.

At the beginning of the day, I took a deep breath to relax myself and enjoy everything.

With her eyes closed, the touch of the outside world became clearer to her.

Every inch of the body, every strand of vibration, and the rapid gradual touch

Everything seems to be so natural, and she did not contradict Mo Yuhan's every move.

Mo Yuhan suddenly lifted her body from the sofa, and the blush on her face had not dissipated. She looked at him vaguely.

"Where are we going now?" Her voice is a little hoarse and deep, but with a trace of inexplicable charm.

Mo Yuhan looks at her cheek floating a blush, looks like a drink, slightly drunk appearance, let a person intoxicated.

"Do you want to be on the sofa?" Mo Yuhan raised his sharp eyebrows, and his eyes were filled with a meaningful smile.

Or step by step, she can slowly accept this, in this sofa is a little bold.

Moreover, Mo was worried that he would be too shy at first, so he gave up this option.

"No..." At the beginning of that time, Mo Yuhan said this, his voice hummed and hawed, and his eyes looked away unconsciously.

At the beginning of the day, I didn't have so much time to think about it.

Mo Yuhan hugged her, left the sofa and walked step by step toward the room upstairs.

Somehow, each step was too long for the beginning.

She looked at the angular side face, biting her lips, and her cheek was so ashamed that it was bleeding.At the beginning of the time, he opened his mouth and felt that his throat was dry to smoke. "Otherwise, I'd better come down and walk by myself."

"Well?" Mo Yuhan looked at her shy appearance, and her tone rose slightly.

"That I'm too heavy. You're too tired to hold me like this... "

"Start to love people?" Mo Yuhan looked at Shichu with a smile, knowing that she was already very shy now, but she couldn't help teasing.

A blush more severe, if not to stabilize their own body, when the initial fear is to cover their own face with both hands.

With long straight legs, Mo Yuhan walked to the room within a few steps.

Pushing open the door, Mo Yuhan slowly put Shichu on the bed.

Looking at Mo Yuhan, she suddenly felt like a concubine waiting for the emperor's favor in ancient times.

He was nervous and full of expectation, but he was embarrassed to stare at Mo Yuhan.

Compared with the last time, there is a further movement between them.

But in fact, the two of them had already had the experience of the first two times, but they were still not used to

She was nervous like a pressure cooker that might burst at any time, and even her breath became uneasy.

"Wait I think I still can't let go. "

At the beginning, she still gave herself too much pressure in her heart, and she couldn't bear to go on like this.

"So what do you mean?"

Mo Yuhan looked at her reserved appearance, and seemed to feel that she was going to say "give up" in the next second.

"I think I'd better have a drink to relax..."

At the beginning, she thought that only this way would make her more open, and also thought that Mo Yuhan should agree with her request.

"You should be very clear about one thing," Mo Yuhan looked at her tight face, indifferent eyes can not see any emotion, "do not force."

You need alcohol to paralyze your nerves. It's pointless.

"You misunderstand me." At the beginning, I was just too nervous to let go.

I didn't expect to say this, but let Mo Yuhan think more.

"I'll give you time to be really ready." Mo Yu Han said faintly, her eyes flashed through a dark color that was hard to detect.

When I first saw him going, I was in a hurry. I hugged Mo Yuhan's body from the back, and my heart beat fast.

"I will prove with my actions that what I am doing now is not forced."

She did not know where the courage, around Mo Yuhan, slender fingers gently untied his chest button.

One, two Slightly trembling fingertips appear a little clumsy, the more anxious, the more unable to release.

Mo Yu's eyes grew deeper and deeper, holding her soft palm with her backhand.

When I looked up at the beginning of the day, my lips suddenly felt hot and humid. I felt like I was falling into the clouds