The lips are soft and warm.

The soft and sweet touch made Yan Tian Xing suddenly unprepared, but the tip of his heart softened, as if soaked in warm water, and willing to fall, even if it did not reach the bottom.

At the same time, the kiss was also offensive to her, not gentle and considerate, the sense of predatory and aggressive broke out in an instant, and the lips rubbed a little pain.

However, it is addictive.

Yan Tianxing clasped her shoulders and head, unconsciously controlling the initiative.

He is familiar with her.

Prying away easily, the long drive straight in, exploiting her breath, evacuating her strength.

When Suddenly came back, Mo Shangyun opened his eyes, and there was a flash of consternation in a pair of beautiful long and narrow phoenix eyes. Yan Tianxing, who seemed to perceive her eyes, also opened her eyes in the next second.

Four eyes are opposite.

Lips stick together.

No movement for a long time.

Halfway, the finger on his collar clenched tightly on the ink, the joints of the fingers glowed white, and the confusion disappeared, leaving only coldness and anger.

She moved him away a little, cursing angrily: "Fuck, don't you have amnesia?!"

The act of never pushing her away...

She believed that with Yan Tianxing's appearance, she would never think that she took advantage of him, only when she was coveted and beautiful. Without knowing yourself, it is absolutely impossible to cooperate with her.

This way of kissing, this look, this every move--

Full of familiarity.

Going to fuckin' amnesia!

Yan Tianxing hugged her tightly, rubbed her forehead against her forehead, raised her hand up, her long fingers rubbing against her crimson lips, his eyes were stained with smiles, shallow, but seemed to reflect the vastness The stars are deep and far away, and the light is irresistible.

His voice was hoarse, but he could not hide the joy, "Mo Xiaoyun, when did I say that I lost memory?"

"..."

It really is.

After seeing that flower enter the door side by side with Yan Tianxing, she directly inclined the balance to the possibility of "amnesia".

However, this is all their speculation, although it is well-founded and not comprehensive.

Mo Shangjun frowned, Xu was too embarrassed to misjudge this kind of thing because he made a premature conclusion, and his face was a little hot, and he felt bored when stared at by Yan Tianxing.

Instead of staring at Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangyun shifted his gaze downward, saw the stubble in his mouth, and stared at it for a few seconds. He felt strangely that he was more masculine.

Fortunately, I recovered in time.

Moving away the finger that Yan Tianxing stayed on his lips, the ink on Yun Jun was somewhat disgusted, "Go away, unshaven."

"Now I know you're disgusted?"

Yan Tianxing circled her with strong arms, lowered her head against hers, and squeezed her left earlobe irregularly with her fingers. Her left ear bleeds red when she blinked.

"Flash off."

Mo Shangjun's warning glances at him.

After all, Yan Tianxing's injury was not certain, she didn't know where he was hurt, and she didn't dare to mess with him for a while.

Yan Tianxing's lips were lightly hooked, and he smiled sexyly and charmingly. He seemed to complain: "reasonable, who is light on me?"

"..."

Biting the corner of the lower lip, Mo Shangyun rarely made sense.

Rarely looking down on her guilty conscience, Yan Tianxing was very happy.

"Mo Xiaoyun."

The voice shouted to her lightly, slipping from his ear, he hugged her and pressed against her ear.

"..."

Mo Shangyun didn't speak, but his heart tightened.

"Don't you think I am amnesia, you can take advantage of me?" Yan Tianxing's voice is mellow like wine, every word is full of intoxication, spare no effort to pour into Mo Shangjun's ear, and the sound of the final inquiry is low A little bit, "Why are you my wife?"

The left ear is congested and red as evening glow.

His voice was soft, clearly joking, but it seemed to envelop your heart in magic.

Well, it cannot be ignored.

Mo Shangyun took a deep breath and couldn't bear to say: "Can you stop talking?"

It was clearly a question with anger, but Yan Tianxing turned it into a caring carelessly. He smiled and said: "Don't worry about me, I still have the strength to speak."

"Who is worried about you?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, only to feel his stomach hurt.

"Then don't you worry about me?" Yan Tianxing asked back as she said.

"..."

This is really impossible to refute.

How is it possible... not to worry.

But this is not his shameless capital!

Gritting his teeth, Mo Shangjun stretched out his hand and squeezed a hand around his waist, threatening: "Why, staying with other girls and widows, and learning to talk?"

"Don't you learn from you?"

Yan Tianxing retorted bluntly.

At the same time, the hand clasping her shoulders slid down, and the palm was pressed against her waist. She only wore a short sleeve, the clothes were thin, and the warm palm passed the temperature. It's obviously not a particularly high temperature, but the skin there is so hot that it feels burning.

Mo Shangjun's straight figure softened a bit.

"..."

Calculating in my heart how to refute Yan Tianxing, while still having to remember the temperature of his palm, Mo Shangyun froze in place for a while without speaking.

So, instead, Yan Tianxing weakened first. He rubbed his other hand on Mo Shangyun’s hair, and after rubbing her hair into a messy bird nest, he said softly, "Okay, we’re not making noises." Is that all right?"

"Ok."

The nasal sound of a word, light and fluttering, like a feather crossing the heart field, brings a little itching.

The same is showing weakness.

Yan Tianxing rested his chin on her shoulder and nudged her neck with his fingers. He whispered, "Did you think clearly?"

After a pause, Mo Shangyun calmly said: "Think clearly."

Blessed by misfortune.

Yan Tian Xing said with a chuckle, "I'll say it first this time, and I won't get a refund if I get on my boat."

Zhang Kou just wanted to agree, but Mo Shangyun gave a quick meal, and could not help but ask, "What if you retreated first?"

Yan Tianxing loosened her a little.

He lowered his head slightly, and Ru Mo's pupils stared at Mo Shangyun, with some doubts, some stagnation, and a little unbelievable.

Halfway through, he grabbed Mo Shangjun's wrist and lifted her hand to her chest. He asked, "Mo Shangyun, you touched your conscience and asked, who is special? Tickets refunded again and again?"

"...I am ashamed."

For a moment of consternation, Mo Shangyun was really ashamed and hard to refute.

Raising his eyebrows, Yan Tianxing was so proud, "Now that I am ashamed?"

Grabbing Yan Tianxing's wrist with his backhand, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes to look directly at his gaze, and he assured him earnestly and firmly: "You can rest assured that I will treat you well."

"Ah."

One word, full of doubts and satires.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "Don't you believe me?"

Yan Tianxing frowned slightly, as if looking away from everything and asking for nothing, he said lightly: "As long as you don't do it, I will thank God."

"..."

Fuck, has her credibility dropped to this point? !

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

The management said that I would have a monthly ticket in a cry.

howl--

Without a monthly ticket, I went back to hit her.

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Ask for monthly tickets~

Look at my sincere little eyes.

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