Chapter 814： "You want to be together, then be together."

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This pleasure is like an endless fall, and the fall itself is accompanied by the pleasure of falling.

Moreover, Mo Shichen has always been a master in this matter.

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By the end of the day, it was past zero. At this point, Wen Ying was sleepy, let alone that strenuous exercise almost exhausted her physical strength. After cleaning her body, she lay sleepy on the side of the man. Eyelids are heavy and occasionally yawn.

Mo Shichen embraced her, and she was in a good spirit opposite to her. She lay sideways towards her, pinching her face with her fingers, and said lowly, "Well, you won't be lonely physically I want to ask for a gun, huh? "

Wen Ying was so sleepy that she just wanted to sleep and raised her hand to get rid of the evil hand on her face. However, she lifted the man's hand away. He came to pinch her again in the next second. Annoyed, grunted and annoyed, he just rolled over, turned his back to him, and buried his head in the pillow.

Mo Shichen, "..."

The man who was lame was boring and bad. He turned her over by his shoulders and continued to pinch her face. "Baby, you can't escape my problem like this."

"..."

Wen Yan finally couldn't bear his harassment and opened his eyes. "I remember when you came back, you said you were drunk and didn't have the strength to do it. Now it's full of energy. Is it?"

"Soak in cold water for an hour and wake up no matter how much you drink."

"..."

She exclaimed, "But I want to sleep!"

The man pinched her face indulgently and laughed casually, "You can sleep after you answer my question."

Question, what question?

She's lonely, so have a shot with him?

She doesn't want to answer such silly questions, okay?

Wen Ye just didn't want to make this man happy. "I'm sleepy now, and I'm not sober. I don't want to answer any questions. Ask me tomorrow if you want to know. Don't bother me again. It's really annoying."

Mo Shichen supported his head with his elbows, and looked down at her lightly. "How do I know if you're finished, tomorrow, I will lift my pants and turn my face away from the account, then I am not in vain, and say now, Don't say don't want to sleep. "

"..."

Wen Ye really has such an urge to get up and do this endlessly. No matter what she asks, she is indifferent or even more ruthless. After finishing the work, she has to drag her to a man who is not allowed to sleep. .

Still in vain?

She gritted her teeth and smiled, "Mo Shichen, one day you will die, I must write on your epitaph-shameless."

The man's lips continued to smile, "Yes," he said lightly, "but you have to write my name on my spouse's column to get the chance to determine my epitaph."

"..."

Anyway, he just wanted her to nod and make sure they were not only asleep, but also reconciled.

Unfortunately, the more he held on, the more she didn't want to let him feel relieved, and she simply frowned, "If you don't let me sleep, I'll go back to sleep."

The slight smile on Mo Shichen's handsome face froze, and the darker the ink in his lowered deeper eyes.

Wen Yan closed his eyes.

A few seconds later, she felt that all the lights in the bedroom were off, and opened her eyes, and it turned out to be dark.

Then, the man's face came over, and his breathing was thin, "Good night, see you tomorrow morning."

After just saying this, the man left a little, but still held her in his arms.

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The next morning, Wen Ying woke up before Mo Shichen.

She opened her eyes and looked down at the familiar and unfamiliar ceiling, then realized that she was being held in her arms, and then she remembered what happened last night.

Turning his head, he really saw the handsome sleeping face of the man.

She sighed in her heart, like a drop of ink fell into the water, and then gradually rendered.

She retracted her eyes and stared at the ceiling.

I didn't go to watch the time, I didn't plan to wake up either, I was half lazy and half enjoyed this rare and peaceful morning, and his ears were breathing sounds, very even and so close.

Until the low male voice suddenly appeared in her unconscious thoughts, "What are you thinking?"

As soon as Mo Shichen woke up, she saw the woman's face close at hand. Her eyelashes were long and curly, and she did not look like her original delicate and reserved temperament. Her eyes were still looking upward, as if she was thinking.

After the man asked these words, he kissed her on the cheek.

"You woke up? Then get up, you should go to work with something to eat."

After she said it, she would get up when she opened the quilt.

Mo Shichen circled her waist from behind, her thin lips fell on her back neck, kissed, vaguely whispered, "Well."

She felt a little uncomfortable, and wanted to avoid but could not avoid his shackles, and could only ask, "What's wrong?"

He took her back and held it in his arms. "You haven't answered my question last night."

Wen Yan left him alone, silent for a while, then raised his face to look at him, and chuckled, "You can do whatever you want."

Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes, repeated this sentence in his mind, and then meditated word by word, his eyes locked, and said quietly, "What do you mean?"

"You want to be together, then be together."

Compared with that sentence just now, this sentence is clearly expressed more clearly.

She promised to make up with him.

What should be rejoicing--

This is the time he spent the most time since he woke up in Jiangcheng: save her.

Although he has basically been in the arrogance of winning, but finally nodded until she nodded, this was not an easy task, and he even made more lasting preparations.

But how keen a man he was, she finally nodded her head, not even the thin warmth and love, and some, just a light helplessness and compromise.

This is not what he wants.

At least not all.

Mo Shichen's mind was still so disturbed under the lightness of the dim sky and the lightness on the woman's face, so that he became rushed at once, and his slender fingers caught her jaw suddenly, not too hard , But the gaze in the eyes means very much, "I forced you, so you have to agree?"

"If you have to worry about it, you force me, which accounts for half of the reason."

He asked heavily, "What about the other half?"

The other half?

Probably she was tired, tired of coping with his intimidation and temptation, using the people around her, and he himself.

And what he did for her ... she didn't seem to be truly indifferent.

"Specifically," she glanced back at him frankly. "You have been entangled lately. Maybe I think you are with me. I can't stand it as I thought, and since you think so, there is nothing wrong with it."