But just will Mo autumn cherish in the arms, warm bamboo body and hot up.

He felt his emotion and could not help sighing.

Holding Mo Qiuxi, her gentle breathing is sprayed on her chest, which is really grinding.

But no matter how hard he grinds, Wen Qingzhu is reluctant to let go. He just wants to sleep with her in his arms.

Wen Qingzhu looks down at Mo Qiuxi, his eyes are more gentle, seems to have a strong doting, also seems to have some feelings in surging.

Wen Qingzhu lovingly kisses Momo Qiuxi, kisses, and wants more.

But he also knows tired Mo Qiu Xi, afraid to wake her up, did not move.

Finally, he could only think of something else to calm himself down, and then he slowly fell asleep with Mo Qiuxi in his arms.

The next day, Wen Qingzhu woke up early. He was reluctant to get up. He watched Mo Qiuxi attentively for a while before he got up.

His action is very light, afraid to wake Mo Qiuxi.

He imprinted a kiss on her forehead, tucked her in, and went downstairs.

He got up early and had nothing to do in the morning. He didn't let the servant cook. He planned to cook for Qiu Xi himself.

She was tired last night. He just wanted to make something nutritious for her.

Thinking of his madness last night, Wen Qingzhu kneaded his head. What to do? I feel sad.

But he really couldn't control it and wanted her.

That kind of feeling, is not intelligent control.

Wen Qingzhu shook his head with a smile.

Looking at the time to seven, Wen Qingzhu began to make breakfast.

Later, if Qiu Xi wakes up, he can eat it directly.

But when Wen Qingzhu was making breakfast, Wen Qingzhu's mother came.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Qiujingman smiles gently, "I made some soup for you to drink."

Wen Qingzhu looked at his mother's soup and said with a smile, "Mom, don't be so troublesome. You're still tired. What kind of soup does Qiuxi like? I'll make it."

Wen Qingzhu uses this sentence to show that he cares about Mo Qiuxi and tries to elevate Mo Qiuxi's status in the family.

Qiujingman's face is not very natural, "since I have brought it here, you let her remember to drink, I'm also for you."

Qiu jingman puns, and there is another meaning hidden in his words.

Wenqingzhu some headache way: "Mom, I really don't need, this is my life and Qiuxi."

"Qingzhu, do you really want to live with her like this? My mother can see that you are not very happy. You like that cold feeling. She has come back, and it's suitable for you to be together."

Wen Qingzhu's face changed, "Mom, you don't really like Qiuxi, do you?"

Qiu jingman is seen through by his son and no longer conceals, "your father and I are not satisfied with your decision. You say that when I go out, I'm even embarrassed to mention my daughter-in-law. Look at my sisters. That daughter-in-law is not respectable, but Qiu Xi..."

Qiujingman sighed, "the child is not bad, and his character is OK. He's submissive. He's from a small family. He can't be on the stage. You don't like it any more. Mom just wants to let you go one day and find a happy one. Your father and I will be at ease."

"Mom, Qiuxi is what I like. I really don't need this soup."

"Are you so stubborn? Your father and I are for your own good. "

Wen Qingzhu's face sank. "Mom, I know what I want. I don't need you and my father to worry about it. You can't impose your own opinions on me."