Chapter 20

After dinner, after taking a bath, Wen began to lie in bed listening to music and putting on the mask.

His mouth was humming, and he didn't notice that the door was quietly opened.

Then, lying Wen churan was suddenly picked up by someone.

She was startled and fixed her eyes.

Caught off guard, he bumped into a pair of eyes like a deep pool.

The person holding her impressively is the ink of the golden age.

In the early days, his face was blown away, and the mask on his face was scared.

"Sheng... Sheng Shi Mo?" She stammered.

Being held in his arms like this, I feel a little... Nervous

"You... What are you doing in my room?!"

"Sleep." The man spit out two words from his mouth.

Just and serious.

Sleep... Sleep what?!

This is her room!

"This is my room!"

"I know." In the prime of time, Mo answered faintly, slightly lowered his head and slowly swept his eyes over the woman's body.

Finally, stop at her chest.

Well... Good ping

Wen churan was frightened by his stare and hurriedly protected his chest. "You... Don't mess around!"

In her prime, Mo raised her eyes and took a panoramic view of her panic.

"Legal husband and wife, what is disorderly? Huh? "

The tone rose with a slight pick.

In particular, he also raised the corners of his mouth with a playful smile.

Wen churan's cheeks turned red and his heart couldn't stop plopping.

She knew exactly what the man's eyes meant.

The moon is dark, the wind is high, and the night is lonely

Wen churan is anxious to stop him. "This is the old house. Grandpa is there too. Don't..."

Before she finished her words, she saw that Mo's arms were relaxed at the time of prosperity.

With a bang, she fell into shit.

Wen churan lay on the floor and took a few breaths in pain.

He struggled to support himself, and his body seemed to be falling apart.

She sat there and looked up angrily.

In her prime, Mo stood in front of her and glanced down at her.

His eyes seemed to be looking at an insignificant ant.

He pointed to the bed. "I sleep in bed, and you..."

He pointed to the ground again and said word by word, "sleep on the ground."

That face was serious. Wen churan was almost beaten by him.

Go to Temo's bed!

"This is my room! That's my bed! " Wen churan jumped up quickly and pointed to the door. "Get out, I won't let you sleep on the floor!"

"You think I want to sleep? If it wasn't Grandpa, you think, I want to sleep in... "

He glanced around Wen's room and smiled contemptuously. "Do you think I want to sleep in this... Pink to dazzling room?"

"Bah! Don't use grandpa as a cover, you pervert! "

Pervert?!

The nickname given to him by this woman is more and more absurd!

When he was in full bloom, he sipped his thin lips. "If you don't believe it, you can go to Grandpa, and I don't want to sleep in a room with you."

Just look!

Wen churan turns around and rushes directly out of the room.

Just opened the door, his head was pressed by one hand and forcibly stuffed back.

The door was slammed shut.

The old man's voice sounded outside the door.

"Sleep well and don't toss around!"

Wen churan hurried to open the door, but found that he couldn't open it.

What?!

She had black question marks all over her head.

The door is locked?!

Looking back, Mo picked an eyebrow at her in his prime, as if everything was in his expectation.

Wen churan bit his teeth and suddenly rushed to the bed, occupying most of the area.

"The bed belongs to me. You can sleep wherever you like!"

"Come down!" Sheng Shimo yelled.

"No!" She was so lazy that she wouldn't give in.

Sheng Shimo fell into silence for a moment.

Before long, Wen churan's ankle was gripped by one hand.

Wen churan felt numb and turned around.

The man beside the bed bent slightly, grabbed her ankle and pulled it down hard.