At night, in front of the window sill of the room, Mo Lin gently hugged Bibi Dong, his strong chest pressed against Bibi Dong's back, and together with her, he admired the night view of Spirit City outside the window.

Because of the messy relationship, this is one of the few times the two spend alone.

Bibi Dong gently placed her hand on the arm that Mo Lin was wrapping around her, and said:

"Okay, that's it for today."

"Master, don't worry, it's just nighttime now." Even though it was already private, the two of them confirmed their relationship, but Mo Lin was still used to calling Bibi Dong "Master" and calling anything else, he really didn't care at all. Not fit.

"It's just because it's already nighttime that I urged you to leave. You are a young man with vigor and vitality. If you wait a little longer, will you really be able to hold back?" Bibi Dong's tone had a "warning" meaning, but in the content It also feels like a temptation.

Mo Lin didn't show any outrageous reaction, he just hugged Bibi Dong lightly and said:

"Master, can you have a little confidence in my self-control? Xiaoxue said, I can go back to the room before Hai Shi (21:00 to 23:00 in the evening). If you don't believe me, you have to believe in your daughter!"

Mo Lin always had his own guilt in Bibi Dong's heart, naturally he wanted to stay with him as long as he wanted.

Bibi Dong turned around, looked into Mo Lin's eyes, and said with a smile:

"Actually, I trust you more than my daughter."

Mo Lin did not immediately respond to this sentence, only smiled slightly, and asked after a while of silence:

"Do you really need me to stay here a little longer?"

"No need, Xue'er told you to go back at Hai Shi, do you really wait until Hai Shi to go back?" After speaking, Bibi Dong gently pushed with her forearm, "pushing" Mo Lin in the direction of the door, as if Really want to order an expulsion.

Bibi Dong is like this, even though he still hopes that Mo Lin will stay for a while,

But just like Mo Lin felt guilty about Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong also felt guilty about Qian Renxue, she hoped that Mo Lin would accompany Qian Renxue instead of herself.

Even if she really wanted to stay with Mo Lin for a while, she couldn't suppress her feelings for her daughter.

"Then... Master, good night." Mo Lin saw that Bibi Dong was not saying something ironic, or that she wanted to refuse, so she said, and left the room.

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"Yo? At this time, you actually came back?" As soon as Mo Lin opened the door of his room, he saw Qian Renxue sitting on the sofa, making sounds and words that seemed to express "surprise".

Mo Lin pouted a little and sat next to Qian Renxue:

"Good guy, you mother and daughter are really the same, why do you think I can't control myself?"

Qian Renxue kept a grinning expression on her face, and said with a poisonous tongue:

"That means that our mother and daughter know your 'nature' as a male very well, and have made the same judgment."

"You, forget it, love it!"

Since the three of them started talking, Qian Renxue's venomous words when she saw Mo Lin alone seemed to have become some kind of reserved program.

Qian Renxue showed a satisfied smile on her face when she saw Mo Lin who was subdued. She couldn't get tired of seeing Mo Lin's expression of "handing down the gun and surrendering".

Mo Lin seemed to be sitting slumped, but Qian Renxue's expression all fell into his eyes, knowing that the "regular reserved program" had ended.

"Now that I'm back, do you think we should rest earlier? Or should we rest earlier?"

Now that Qian Renxue was comfortable with the curse, Mo Lin let go of his body and stretched out his hand to pull Qian Renxue into his arms.

However, Qian Renxue did not comply with Mo Lin's wishes, and her body flashed to one side, with a rather playful expression on her face:

"Rest? Yes, yes, but, shouldn't you have a good talk with me, how many times have you hooked up during this time?"

"???"

Regarding Qian Renxue's question, countless question marks flashed in Mo Lin's mind.

'No, what am I doing? Why do you think I'm showing mercy again? ’

Mo Lin almost wrote all his thoughts on his face, Qian Renxue could see clearly:

"What are you putting on in front of me? Hu Liena told me when she came back. I saw it when you came during the day. Do you think it's any use?"

After Mo Lin listened, he put his right hand on his forehead and sighed:

"Good guy, do you and your senior sister think so too?"

This is not the first time this has happened. Last time, several elders of Mo Lin thought that Mo Lin and Xue Di had that kind of relationship. This time, Qian Renxue and Hu Liena also had the same idea.

"I said, all of you are so sure, have you asked Xuedi her opinion?" Mo Lin

"Emperor Xue? Is this her name?" Qian Renxue

"That's what I called her anyway, and she said it herself. If you have nothing to do in your spare time, you can find out her 'real name' yourself." Mo Lin responded angrily.

"Do you really have no close relationship with her?" Qian Renxue looked at Mo Lin's helpless expression. Based on her understanding of Mo Lin, this should not be a cover-up.

Seeing that Qian Renxue's "aggressiveness" had dropped a lot, Mo Lin "counterattacked" and said:

"Of course not, I said can you please stop treating me like a 'stall'?

I couldn't control my feelings well before, and I have feelings with you, my master, and my sister. "I want them all" is my problem.

But I've never been to a brothel, and I've never been to a kiln. Why do people around me always think I've seen a previous one? Am I so unbearable in your heart? "

Listening to Mo Lin's complaints, Qian Renxue was also a little embarrassed.

Ever since she learned that Mo Lin had that kind of relationship with her mother~lightnovelpub.net~ she really regarded Mo Lin as the kind of man who would meet a man who loves one as long as he has a good face and a good figure, and then sums it up. Mo Lin took the initiative to say that he wanted all of them, which made Qian Renxue more confirm this point of view.

However, Qian Renxue thought about it carefully, except for their mother and daughter and Hu Liena, she had never heard of any woman Mo Lin was particularly close to, even relatives, there was basically no such situation.

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue slowly moved to Mo Lin's side, put her hand on Mo Lin's shoulder, and slowly leaned her body up:

"Xiao Lin, it's my fault this time, don't be angry."

Mo Lin didn't answer, he was indeed a little angry now,

When the elders see him like this, he can still regard it as a generation gap and lack of communication, but everyone around him thinks this way, and his wife doesn't believe in him, who feels good about it?

"Or, let's have something different tonight, what do you think?" Qian Renxue

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