On the bus, Tan Yutong was tired because of illness. The body needs to be cultivated. I'm already asleep in the car. Mo Chongyan looks at Tan Yutong's sleeping face, and there is a faint dark blue under his eyelids.

Mo Chongyan looks at her with heartache. These days, I don't think she will be well. When the car got off the highway, Mo Chongyan slowly stopped the car by the side of the road.

Open the co pilot's door and roll down the seat for Tan Yutong. He took off his coat and covered Tan Yutong's body. But I was thinking: the car should be carrying some blankets at any time.

When the car came into the house, the housekeeper had been waiting for a long time. Before he could speak, Mo Chongyan raised his hand to stop him and opened the door gently. Pitifully stroked Tan Yutong's cheek, and then gently picked her up.

At that moment, Mo Chongyan was stunned again. Damn, how could it be so light? Did Mohism lose her living expenses these years. Thinking like this, though he knew it was impossible, he could not help but cast his eyes on the housekeeper.

The housekeeper was shot inexplicably, and his heart was in a panic. I don't know what I did wrong. Mo Chongyan looks at his reaction and can't help humming coldly from his mouth.

I know from the bottom of my heart that these things have nothing to do with the housekeeper. I just want to find an excuse for myself not to blame myself.

Looking at the feather light person in my arms, Mo Chongyan holds her into the room. The room has been decorated with the effect he wants, but there is a regretful colored porcelain in his eyes.

But they are reluctant to wake up the people in their arms. Mo Chongyan holds Tan Yutong directly upstairs. Hesitated for a moment, or determined to help Yu Tong take a bath!

When he took off Tan Yutong's clothes, Mo Chongyan only felt that his blood flowed backwards. They had a relationship before. Now, Tan Yutong is in front of him. No response. Still a man?

He is very tangled here, but Tan Yutong sleeps soundly. The corner of the mouth slightly raised, a touch of happiness on the lips. Mo Chongyan calms down and helplessly looks at Tan Yutong.

Holding the beautiful Yutong into the bathroom, finally give her scrubbing. Mo Chongyan only felt the dual physical and mental torture, and he was exhausted. But he didn't want to disturb the sleeping Tan Yutong!

When the first sunshine in the morning came into the room, Tan Yutong's eyelashes vibrated twice. Then he opened his watery eyes.

Feeling the weight of an arm on his body, Tan Yutong blinked. A face of blankness, slow for a while to understand.

Turn to head, see the man's handsome face. Tan Yutong stares at him and can't help laughing. This is her man, with obsession in his eyes. She loved her for a long time. I always hope that my dream will come true, but now it has come true, but I can't believe it.

Tan Yutong stares at Mo Chongyan for a while and suddenly wants to make him breakfast. With a smile, he carefully pulled himself out from under Mo Chongyan's arm, only to find that he was completely unarmed.

A little face blushed and moved. It didn't feel like the last time. They should have done nothing last night. Although I'm glad I don't have lumbago, I can't help being disappointed.

Sighed tone, put on clothes, Tan Yutong came to the bedside, gently kiss Pro mo Chongyan's cheek. He opened the door and went out.