As expected on ink, there is indeed room temperature mineral water in the kitchen.

The production date is the last month.

It looks like Yan Tianxing hasn't come over for a long time, but according to the cleanliness of the house, someone should clean it on time and change daily necessities.

"give."

Back in the living room, Mo Shangyun unscrewed the bottle cap and handed the mineral water to Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing had a headache, and when he took over his hand, he subconsciously twisted the bottle cap, but found that it was easily unscrewed, and suddenly his brows were wrinkled, like a knot.

——He is “weak” enough to open the bottle cap with ink?

"Go to bed and rest."

The light was too dark, Mo Shangyun didn't notice his expression, and he sat down beside Yan Tianxing while talking, intending to occupy the sofa while Yan Tianxing was away.

"No need."

Yan Tianxing said with a sullen face and drunk.

"It's such a big person, there's no need to care about such trivial matters?" Mo Shangjun asked, leaning his head.

Yan Tianxing also turned his head too.

In the faint light, he could see the small white face on the ink, his skin was as white as porcelain, his head was slightly raised, his dark and bright eyes looked at him fixedly, and there was a smile on the bottom of his eyes, like Dazzling starlight. The arc of the face is smooth and beautiful, as if it was processed by art, and slides down the chin to reveal a slender neck. The round neck of the T-shirt is somewhat large, and the beautiful and delicate clavicle is looming.

I don't understand. She has been exposed to the sun in the past few months. She was originally tanned, but she always came back in a few days after training.

Unconsciously, Yan Tianxing's throat knot slipped.

Halfway through, he said in a dumb voice: "It's not negotiable."

He drank two more sips of water, and the water in the mineral water bottle was resolved to only half.

"Do you believe it or not, I will definitely put you to bed tonight, or else—" Mo Shangyun smirked lightly, with a few threats mixed in his relaxed words.

"how?"

Yan Tianxing asked calmly.

Give her a pair of wings, she dare to fight against the sky?

"Follow your surname!" Mo Shangyun cut the railway.

"...I don't need a daughter." Yan Tianxing responded calmly as he rolled his eyes.

"..." Fuck.

Mo Shangyun suddenly stood up from the sofa.

Her sudden movement caused Yan Tianxing to raise her eyes subconsciously and stare at her cautiously.

However, even with a little preparation, Yan Tianxing didn't expect that Mo Shangyun would actually do it directly.

The first move, first struck his shoulder. Although he got rid of it in time, but because the reaction was a bit slow, Mo Shangyun's next move had already smashed.

It’s the stomach.

Yan Tianxing's brow furrowed straight.

Realizing that his movements were not as sensitive and powerful as before, Mo Shangyun subconsciously observed his expression and soon realized what he was doing.

She stopped attacking, but took Yan Tianxing's shoulder and asked caringly: "Yan Ye, is it uncomfortable?"

"..."

I don’t know if it’s blind or not. Yan Tianxing can see from the look of Mo Shangyun that he is a bit "happy."

Sure enough, Mo Shangyun stretched out his claws shamelessly to him while he hadn't relieved his pain—poke a bit on him and make him feel uncomfortable.

-Damn it, these are all taught by gS9.

Yan Ye, Yan Wang, and Yan Instructor, who are strong, strong, and powerful, are now transformed into a beautiful and charming man. At this moment, the heroic female warrior in Mo Shangyun comes forward, and he has no resistance. force.

Mo Shangyun supported Yan Tianxing with great satisfaction and pride, and moved her step by step to the bedroom.

She was also particular about supporting Yan Tianxing, restraining Yan Tianxing's two arms to prevent Yan Tianxing from making any resistance, and then dragging him to the bedroom with his shoulders.

If it wasn't because the size difference was too big, Mo Shangyun thought that at this time she should be carrying Yan Tianxing into the bedroom. ——After all, "dragging" is a bit of a downgrade. Only "carrying" can show her ability.

Fortunately, she chose the wrong gender, and her parents did not give her an overly strong body.

But it's okay... Mo Shangyun thought, after all, Yan Tianxing, who is in front of her, will "lost" in her hand one day, letting her "drag" away.

Gee, this time is a sick beauty.

nice.

It is really beautiful.

The beauty of beauty.

"Deduction, points." Yan Tianxing gritted his teeth.

Damn, he seemed to hear Mo Shangyun singing in his heart.

"Walk and go, as you buckle." Mo Shangyun responded very cheerfully.

All of them have "dragging Yan Tianxing" such "great achievements". What scare is she afraid of? !

She wished she could stand on the peak and hold a sign with ten big letters on it-"Points are deducted for you, just be happy!"

"..."

Yan Tianxing even strangled her heart.

If she wasn't Mo Shangyun, he would find someone to execute on the next day-no, he did it himself.

After a lot of effort, Mo Shangyun finally dragged Yan Tianxing to the bedroom, and then pulled him to the bed. When he stood firm, he pushed both hands to Yan Tianxing's shoulders, and this moment was unrestrained. The forceful Yan Tianxing pushed onto the bed.

However, Yan Tianxing was relatively quick. When he fell down, he lifted his hand and grabbed the collar of Mo Shangyun, so he pulled down the unexpected Mo Shangyun and fell on him.

Mo Shangyun fell too fast, his head hit Yan Tianxing's chest, and hit her a little bit stunned, so he didn't recover, Yan Tianxing grabbed her shoulder, turned over, and turned her 180 degrees. , Directly pressed her down.

Although pressed against her, Yan Tianxing did not lean too close to her, but supported her elbow on the side of her arm, propped up her upper body, and kept her elbow at a distance.

His sharp eyes shot at the ink on Jun.

Mo Shangyun thought that if he had to describe it, the muzzle of the machine gun was aimed at her, and then she was shot at the horse's honeycomb at a rate of 10,000 bullets per minute, which was very murderous, such as the surge.

Even knowing Yan Tianxing's physical condition, Mo Shangyun felt a moment of unconsciousness, and he was subconsciously nervous.

"Are you looking for death?"

Yan Tianxing gritted his teeth, and the words were mixed with anger.