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Compared with Leosley and Clorinde, Mo Nanfeng's side is a little different.

While cooking dinner in the kitchen, Mo Nanfeng always felt that the atmosphere was a little off after returning from the Cimei Club.

He couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

Although Lady Funina was always talking and laughing, I always felt like there was a knife stabbing in my back when I turned my back to her.

Especially now when I am cooking, that feeling is the strongest.

My back was facing Lady Funina in the living room, and I had never felt this terrified before.

Turning around, I saw Lady Finina's smiling face, which carried an indescribable meaning.

I must be wrong! It must be!

Turning his head, Mo Nanfeng continued to cook, but the feeling became stronger and stronger.

Sitting on the sofa, Fu Ningna felt unhappy when she saw Mo Nanfeng turned his head back again.

You are so bold! You flirted with other girls in front of me!

Seeing the small stool behind Mo Nanfeng, Fu Nina thought of a way to play a prank on Mo Nanfeng.

While frying the meat, Mo Nanfeng felt something behind him. He turned around and was startled.

Furninna was standing behind him, standing on a stool, making faces and hitting him right in the face.

Unable to stand steadily, Mo Nanfeng took a step back and subconsciously stretched out his hands to support himself.

But as luck would have it, there was a frying pan behind him, and Mo Nanfeng's unlucky hand pressed directly on it.

Sizzling sound.

Seeing Mo Nanfeng's miserable appearance, Funina held her stomach and laughed, but she soon couldn't laugh anymore.

Feeling a stinging pain in his hand, Mo Nanfeng withdrew his hand and walked forward subconsciously.

Although the kitchen is large, the space is small in this location.

Put your left foot on your right foot and lift your right foot up as hard as you can.

He tried his best to keep himself steady, but all around him were pots of frying meat or boiling soup.

The only vacant space was occupied by Lady Funina, who was standing on a stool.

Between falling on Funina and getting his hands hurt, he chose the former, and naturally fell forward, his hands still moving, just cushioning the back of Funina's head and waist to ensure that she would not get hurt.

By the time Funina reacted, it was too late. Mo Nanfeng simply threw her to the ground.

What Mo Nanfeng didn't expect was that when Fu Ningna stood on a small stool and wore slippers, her altitude was almost the same as his.

This means that Mo Nanfeng directly pushed Funina to the ground and their lips were tightly pressed together.

He was pressed firmly to the ground, with his head resting on Mo Nanfeng's arm, as well as his waist, and the rest of his body being pressed tightly by Mo Nanfeng.

Especially those soft lips, which were sucked together with Mo Nanfeng's mouth.

Both pairs of eyes widened, neither of them expected something like this to happen, so much so that they forgot about it for a moment.

Their psychological activities are also very intense.

What should I do? What should I do? Mo Nanfeng was stupid now, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

Lady Funina's lips are so soft and sweet~

The body smells good too.

He himself did not realize what he was thinking about.

Funina, who was pressed under him, was even more excited.

How many times has this happened? Mo Nanfeng! Are you addicted to kissing?

Why don't I get up? Why don't I want to move?

Who will save me?

Their breaths hit each other's faces, but neither of them wanted to be the first to move.

What’s outrageous is that both of them closed their eyes and gave up.

It was not until the meat in the pot began to smell burnt that Mo Nanfeng came to his senses.

What am I doing!!!

He opened his eyes and raised his head. Mo Nanfeng stood up, straightened Fu Nina, and then turned around to deal with the burnt meat.

Fu Nina behind him also realized that something was wrong. She covered her face and went back to the sofa, glancing at the time.

It’s over. Mo Nanfeng actually forced me to kiss him for ten minutes. It’s so embarrassing.

How can I face him after this?

Mo Nanfeng, who was washing the pot, looked stable from the back, but it was different when the view turned to the front.

The man's skin was so red that every visible part was red. He lowered his head and scrubbed the pot, dealing with the burnt meat.

He didn't know how long he kissed Funina, he only knew that he was thinking bad things while kissing her.

After cleaning the pot, Mo Nanfeng backed away to get the meat from the refrigerator and continued to cook the unfinished dinner.

On the sofa, Funina slowly opened her hands, her face so hot that she could boil water.

After drinking a glass of water on the table, he looked cautiously towards the kitchen.

Fortunately, Mo Nanfeng's face did not appear in front of him, otherwise he would not be able to eat dinner.

Although she looked normal on the outside, Funina's mental activities were still active and she kept thinking about bad things.

After a while, Mo Nanfeng brought dinner to the table and finally dared to look at Fu Nina.

"Lady Furninna, it's time for dinner."

After a second of silence, Funina finally responded.

“Oh, here it comes.”

At the dinner table, Mo Nanfeng and Fu Ningna faced each other, each with their heads lowered, slowly eating the dinner on their plates.

The atmosphere was very subtle and neither of them knew what to do.

After finishing her meal, Fu Nina rushed back to her bedroom, closed the door tightly and locked it, fearing that Mo Nanfeng would rush in.

Sitting on the floor, Furninna buried her head in her legs, her face finally turning completely red.

My mind is also constantly moving with joy.

In the kitchen, Mo Nanfeng was washing dishes and bowls. The ice element froze his body, and he strongly demanded that he calm down.

His mind was also very agitated, but a little messy.

After washing the dishes, Mo Nanfeng walked into the living room and saw the laundry on the balcony.

In the past, he would wash, hang them up and leave.

But today my thoughts are a little different.

Slowly walking to the balcony and turning on the faucet, Mo Nanfeng looked at Funina's clothes and evil thoughts arose in his mind.

Picking up his coat, Mo Nanfeng swallowed and looked around to make sure that Lady Funina did not come out of the house suddenly.

Slowly, slowly, Mo Nanfeng brought the coat close to his nose and sniffed it carefully.

There is no strange smell, it is fragrant and sweet, with the unique scent of Lady Funina, not really a fragrance.

After taking a deep breath, Mo Nanfeng put his coat into the basin and let out a long sigh.

Under the coat...

It's the shirt that's worn underneath, and the pants.

Underwear? Why would Funina leave her underwear to Mo Nanfeng to wash?

But, there are still socks.

Looking at the shirt he was wearing underneath, Mo Nanfeng's hands were shaking as he picked it up.

In the past, he would throw all the clothes into the basin and wash the socks separately.

But things are different now. The change in his mood makes him feel uncomfortable all over.

The shirt followed the hand, gradually approaching the nostrils.

Looking at the shirt that was getting closer and closer, Mo Nanfeng's heart was beating fast.

Why am I like a pervert?

Thinking of this, Mo Nanfeng shuddered and threw his shirt and pants into the basin, breathing in the fresh air.

Finally, it was the pair of pure white socks that tortured him even more.

With his eyes closed, Mo Nanfeng picked up the socks, put them in his hands and began to rub them.

Faster and faster than ever before.

It only took Mo Nanfeng two and a half minutes to wash the socks and hang them on the hanger.

After opening his eyes, Mo Nanfeng wiped his nose with his hand, turned around and prepared to do the laundry.