"Ah Yan..."

Seeing Wen Yan's turning away, Qiao Anxia tried to catch up with him and explain, but he never took that step.

That's it.

Maybe it's good for her and ah Yan.

Ever since she said that to Wen Yan that day, she has been constantly reflecting on herself and the relationship between them.

My grandfather wants her to be with ah Yan.

But feelings are not a person's business after all.

If Mo Han Cheng and Mo Ting Yue did not appear, she might fall in love with Wen Yan, but now, things are constantly changing.

Things of the past have come to the surface.

They can't go back to the days when they only had each other in the last few months.

What's more, she found that her heart was always attracted by Mohan City, especially when she heard his conversation with her grandfather today, her deep feelings became more and more out of control.

She chose to follow her heart.

Ah Yan didn't give her an answer. Maybe the best choice is to make a decision when they are not deeply involved.

Joanna was thinking.

"Bang --"

the door is closed by Mohan city.

Just to see Wen Yan come to her, Mo Han city had turned the vinegar jar, thoroughly turned the bottom of the sky, pulled Qiao Anxia's arm, neatly pushed her to the door.

"You, what are you doing?" Joanna was flustered and her pupils were shaking violently.

Looking at her frightened small face, Mo Han city tall body, strong pressure toward her, "Qiao Anxia, how can you have men's clothes in your room?"

What men's clothes

Joanna was stunned for a few seconds and did not speak.

"Answer me."

Mo Han City eyes slightly squint, bow close to her, low voice exudes a trace of danger.

He pressed again and again, Qiao Anxia's back was close to the door, and could not retreat at all. After thinking about it, he raised his small face fearlessly and looked at him.

"Why can't I have men's clothes in my room?"

"What do you say?" Mo Han city word by word, gnashing teeth.

Qiao Anxia looked at him stubbornly and refused to explain.

No one was allowed to look at each other like this. After a few minutes, Qiao Anxia was defeated by his dangerous gaze, pursed and explained, "I asked someone to buy it for you."

Mo Han City or staring at her, eyes full of jealousy.

She is telling the truth.

But he didn't seem to believe it.

Qiao Anxia helplessly raised his eyes, looked at him seriously and said: "only this set, do not believe you can go to see."

Seeing that he had been in the rain for such a long time, she couldn't go to see him, so she asked people to buy him a suit of clothes and come back, thinking of finding a chance to give it to him.

At least, it's dry.

Knowing that Qiao Anxia was telling the truth, suddenly, the whole person became soft. It seemed that every inch of his skin showed a gentle breath. He hugged her in his arms and leaned down to danger, "how do you know my size?"

The strong masculine breath came to my face, which was a little less cold than usual.

"Visual inspection." Qiao Anxia on his line of sight, a face calm open lip, "don't forget, I am a designer."

Almost at the moment of her words falling, she obviously felt the breath of man in front of her eyes. Her eyes were surging, which meant that the emotion of unknown was getting closer and closer.

His burning breath spurted on Qiao Anxia's face, itching, his eyes too hot and dangerous, staring at her some guilty asked, "how, how?"

"Well, it's small."

Mo Han City raised his hand and put his men's underwear in front of her. His handsome face was full of lazy evil.

At the moment of seeing that pair of black underpants, Qiao Anxia was stunned for a few seconds, and then her face turned red into a big tomato. She said incoherently, "don't misunderstand me, i..."

Did not wait for her to finish, the man strongly clasped her wrist, staring at her frightened small face, lazily picked the next eyebrow peak.

Deliberately lengthened the ending, low voice languid with charm, "do you want to measure again? Well? "

The man's ambiguous breath sprinkles in her ear, Qiao Anxia shakes his head in a panic, wants to take out the hand, "no, don't use..."

Think about their own account at that time, let people buy a full set of men's clothing, inside and outside, head to toe.

Who knows, they even bought underwear

Qiao Anxia felt that she was jumping into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it out.

However, the big hand, quietly seizing her slender wrist, took her hand on his abdomen and moved it down.

"Well You let me go... " His cheek was so hot that she tried to get rid of it.

This move, on the contrary, touched his hot body in a larger area. Qiao Anxia's small face was buried in his chest, and he bit his lips with shame and anger, "hooligan!""You'll bully me!"

Looking at her angry appearance, Mo Han city bent over the dangerous approach, slender big palm raised her chin, gently rubbed, the evil spirit smile on the face deepened more and more, "I only like to bully you."

"You..."

Qiao Anxia angry stare at him, words have not finished, but suddenly held her face, eyes affectionately looking at her, "Qiao Anxia, I miss you so much."

She was moved in her heart, and had not yet regained consciousness. He had already bowed his head and affectionately kissed her. The man's breath covered all her senses, sucking the breath between her lips and teeth.

Qiao Anxia suddenly widened his eyes and looked at him at a loss. His small hand was propped up in his chest, and his struggling action was gradually submerged in his overbearing gentle kiss.

The heart is shaking uncontrollably, even the fingertips are shaking.

Mo Han City Smart tongue gently pried open her shell teeth, affectionate kiss gradually deepened, greedy sucking the sweetness in her mouth, arms hold her tightly, affectionate kiss.

This kiss is full of too many emotions, and the deep missing almost burned all the senses of Mohan city. Some uncontrollable, the deeper the kiss, the more crazy the kiss.

I think so.

He really missed her.

Miss her smile, miss her voice, miss the temperature on her lips, think of her going crazy

Qiao Anxia seems to be able to feel the mood in his heart, suddenly, a sour nose.

This familiar feeling, wonderful and exciting, Qiao Anxia did not know what was the matter with her eyelashes shaking gently and tears pouring out uncontrollably.

Tears fell on his face, and the hot temperature suddenly reached the bottom of his heart.

Mo Han City loosened her lips, bowed her head, forehead against her forehead, warm finger belly wiped her eyes tears, eyeground is full of heartache, "how to cry?"

Tears hazy vision, Qiao Anxia in front of a variety of pictures flashed, raised his hand to touch his face, fuzzy memory but mercilessly flashed, a clear picture did not leave her.

Clearly close at hand, the feeling of his deep love is so strong, but she can't remember anything. The bitter taste makes her cry

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