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Being pulled back to bed again, Chen Zitong fell into his arms uncontrollably, and a trace of shame flew over his red face, "I can't stand it Don't go on, will you? We are going to fight a long war You can't overspend at one time! "

Mo Chengjun didn't think about it. It can be seen that she begged so much that she seldom had a bad taste.

"Tongtong, are you talking to me?" Mo Chengjun 's deep voice is more sexy because of his sleepiness.

“……” Chen Zitong looks at the man who is deliberately embarrassing, and there is a trace of helplessness in his eyes. She is the only one in the room who talks with him. She doesn't talk to him. Is she talking to the air?!

"If you ask for help, you should have an attitude of asking for help. You don't even have a name. I don't know who you are talking to. Maybe you are talking to yourself..." After satiation, men are in a good mood, even talking more than before.

"Mo Chengjun, don't continue, OK?" Biting his teeth, Chen Zitong comforted himself by saying: people have to bow their heads under the eaves. For 30 years, Hedong and Hexi will get back from him next time.

"Mo Cheng Jun? Is that what you call your man? " One hand is indolent to support a head, Mo Cheng Jun's cold handsome face is more than a trace of strange sexy languor under the afterglow of the sunset.

Seeing the breathtaking beauty, Chen Zitong forgot the language for a while.

She has never associated the word "sexy" with Mo Chengjun's iceberg, but at this moment, she felt that he was damned sexy, and she could not control it.

The red and swollen red lips gently crossed his lips, and Chen Zitong deliberately softened his voice a little bit, "Cheng Jun, don't continue, OK? I'm really tired Do you care about me? "

Mo Chengjun almost nodded his head and agreed, but the remaining reason made him swallow the words back to his stomach.

"Cheng Jun? Eh? " The lingering ending is deliberately elongated, and the upturned tone has a thick nasal sound.

I didn't expect that he was not satisfied with the name, or that his beauty temptation failed. Chen Zitong was stunned for a few seconds, his eyes were full of innocent faces, and his face was reflected in his dark pupils.

Seeing her shadow in her eyes, Mo Chengjun hooks up the corner of his lips with satisfaction.

In this way, she can only see her own shadow in her eyes. This feeling is incomparable.

Originally, she was just playing coquettish, but the oil and salt did not go into the soft and hard ink into Junsheng, which aroused her a little bit of competitiveness.

"Husband, you just let me go, OK?" Thinking about it, Chen Zitong called out the name for the first time, but it was not as difficult as he thought.

This man is a man of his own recognition, a partner who lives with his own son. Only when his husband yells out, can he take it for granted. There is no obstacle.

Mo Chengjun, who heard the name for the first time, was not so calm.

He pressed her on his chest, put his thin lips close to her ears and said with a low smile, "my husband's wife, let him teach you what is real kissing..."

Being turned over by red waves, mandarin ducks cross their necks

Chen Zitong didn't expect that after half a day's pleading, she went back to the origin -

she was wiped out by eating from head to toe!

Now, Chen Zitong has no strength to even move his fingers. He can only use his eyes to whiten the man who eats the marrow. As expected, the man's words can't be trusted. Will the wolf let go of the meat on his mouth?

The answer is obvious!

She is still too naive!

When I woke up again, it was the middle of the month.

Thinking of William from the TV station and Camille at home, Chen Zitong got up abruptly and was ready to contact them.

"I've arranged for William, who should be sleeping now. As for Camille, I contacted her agent before. She has a temporary show in country f and should be on the plane now."

Mo Chengjun's deep voice sounded in the dark, "so, can you sleep now?"

Chen Zitong has just woke up suddenly since he fell asleep in the afternoon. Now there is still a little sleepiness.

"I can't sleep..." Chen Zitong's mute voice sounded.

Under the cover of the night, she quietly gave him a white look, and the moment when the man of the iceberg turned into a wolf was also a beast!

How can this night block Mo Chengjun's vision? But in order to avoid her getting angry, he pretended to turn a blind eye. "What do you want to do?"

Now hearing this question, Chen Zitong can't help but shrunk.

"Let's have a chat It seems that we haven't talked so calmly in a long time... " In order to avoid his absurd request, Chen Zitong took the lead in proposing, saying that her eyes could not help moist.

The last time I had a quiet chat, it should have been the night before the accident, followed by a separation of up to three years.

If she had known it was a misunderstanding, would she have left without hesitation?

Chen Zitong himself is not sure about this answer. He is a little confused in his eyes. At that time, he might have left, but he would not have been so determined. He would have been more tossing and turning in the night!

Mo Chengjun's thought is consistent with her, and he also thinks of the three years of separation.

However, there was a trace of violence in his eyes. If there was no plot planned by Mo ran, he and she might not go to the abyss of misunderstanding step by step. Finally, there was a separation for three years

If it wasn't for her insistence, if it wasn't for her attachment to her hometown, would they miss it so much?

"Have you ever hated me?" For a long time, Chen Zitong broke the silence.

"Never!" Mo Chengjun replied firmly.

She is the only one he can't blame in his life. No matter how she is, he is probably only happy!

"Mo Chengjun, we will always be good..." It's been a long time. When Mo Chengjun thought she was asleep again, Chen Zitong said again. The voice was full of honey like water.

"I will always be by your side!" Mo Chengjun said word by word, the commitment is full of firmness.

Chen Zitong did not continue to talk, but leaned against him.

Mo Chengjun did not continue to speak, but silently tightened her arms.

In the dark, the two people's breathing gradually reached the same frequency, one light and one heavy breathing intertwined, inexplicable warmth.

In the early morning, the sun's light is scattered in the room, and the two figures are tightly intertwined on the super size bed, which is like a connected person.

Chen Zitong took the lead in opening her eyes and rose gently from his arms. She took a white shirt from the wardrobe and put it on. After a simple wash, she walked towards the kitchen.

At the moment when she left the room, the sleeping Mo Chengjun suddenly opened his eyes.

Listening to the noise from the kitchen, his deep black eyes seemed to see her busy figure in the kitchen through the thick door. If he didn't hear it wrong, she should have taken a dress from his wardrobe and put it on.

The only thing she could wear in his closet was probably a white shirt.

I don't know what I think of. Mo Chengjun's eyes are burning.

After a few seconds of hesitation, he got out of bed quietly and opened the door.

For the first time, the president of Tang Tang Mo's group started a peeping business.

In the kitchen, Chen Zitong is in a good mood to prepare breakfast. When Mo Chengjun opens the door to peep, she just lies on the edge of the vegetable washing pool and cleans the vegetables for the vegetable porridge.

Bent waist, the beauty that does not intend to reveal completely falls in the eyes of the man behind the door.

To resist the impulse of embracing her, Mo Chengjun clenched his fists and felt a heat flow surging in his chest.

The woman they love, in their common home, the scene of washing hands and making soup in the morning is probably the ultimate dream of every man, and he is no exception.

However, it's enough to recall such a scene once or twice!

He didn't want to let her be surrounded by the smoke and fire in the kitchen, and he didn't want to tie her in the firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar tea.

Inadvertently looking back, Chen Zitong's line of sight just collided with his line of sight.

Mo Chengjun followed the trend and stood out, walked behind her, surrounded her waist and hugged her from behind.

"Chengjun, if you don't let me go, the porridge will be pasted..." With a little smile, Chen Zitong reminded him of the vegetable porridge he was cooking.

"Whatever it is, let it burn." Buries the head in her neck, Mo Cheng Jun says directly.

"But I don't want to eat congee, and I'm hungry..." Chen Zitong's soft voice is full of the sense of being coquettish and aggrieved, especially when it comes to the word "hungry", it lengthens the tail tone.

Hearing her cry of hunger, Mo Cheng let go of his hand and leaned on the door to watch her quietly.

Without his interference, Chen Zitong quickly made a delicious breakfast.

The two quietly finished their breakfast. Naturally, you can't help but feed me a mouthful of sticky paste.

After eating, Chen Zitong just wanted to clean up the dishes. Mo Chengjun pressed her hand and said, "let it go. Someone will clean it later. I have something to ask you."

Chen Zitong looked at him doubtfully and said, "what's the matter?"

"Do you remember Moran? Recently, I've arranged for someone to take good care of her. Would you like to see her? " When Mo Chengjun said it, he rarely hesitated.

This is the first time he has shown her his cold blood cruelty. Can she accept it?

If she can't accept it, can she let it go?

I'm afraid not!

"Of course I'll have a look." Chen Zitong said without hesitation, how can she not want to have a look at the culprit who wants to hurt herself and others around her several times?!