Listening to the unbridled laughter coming from afar, the two people standing in the yard suddenly felt a little awkward and at a loss.
Mo Yutong faced the young man's unsettling gaze, feeling as if her feet were nailed to the ground, and was slightly at a loss.
"Don't take it seriously, he's talking nonsense." Yan Mingli spoke with difficulty, but his eyes were fixed on her.
He longed for her recognition, yet was afraid of her rejection. The complex intertwined emotions trapped him like a net.
"But I..." Hearing his nervous tone as if he was eager to explain, Mo Yutong turned to look at him.
He held his breath, pursed his lips, and said nothing. He curled his fingers tightly against his palms, and watched her walk to him quietly. Then, she looked up at him and said softly, "Brother Mingli, I took it seriously."
After a sudden burst of lightning and thunder, a warm song of clearing up the sky after the rain was played above the heart that was uneasy not long ago.
Doesn't she mind? She's so happy, so she shouldn't mind! She... still likes me, right?
Without the constraints of status, young people are always worried about gains and losses!
"Yeah!" Yan Mingli lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled slightly, and the slightly raised corners of his eyes revealed the young man's little joy.
Her stiff fingers finally relaxed, her breathing gradually became steady, and she murmured softly, "I'm prettier than him!"
Huh? Mo Yutong was stunned, thinking of his sudden gloom before dinner. Could it be... that the boy was jealous?
Just because she recognized Yang Feng, she looked at him a few more times in a daze!
Oh my! How could her boy be so cute? Mo Yutong couldn't help but smile and hooked his fingers, "Of course, my brother Mingli is the best looking!"
"Yeah!" Yan Mingli was obviously comforted. His heart was beating fast with joy and his smile became extremely bright.
Seeing the young man's beaming smile, Mo Yutong's eyes suddenly flashed with cunning, "Brother Li, let me show you something!"
Before Yan Mingli could react, the little girl had already rushed into the bedroom.
In the bedroom, Yan Mingcheng and Yan Mingxue were squatting on the ground, happily playing with the tin frog.
After greeting them, Mo Yutong hurriedly took out a small golden box from the wooden cabinet, put it on his back and ran towards the boy.
"This is for you!" Seeing the familiar rectangular box spread out on the soft palm in front of him, Yan Mingli's heart seemed to be enveloped by warmth, and a touch of emotion rippled in his eyes.
"Brother Li, do you know how to use it? Do you want me to help you?" Mo Yutong widened his eyes slightly, with a sly light flashing in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curved with a slight smile that was a bit malicious.
"..." Yan Mingli was confused by her and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Mo Yutong didn't get angry. She picked up half a basin of hot water and put it on the ground, then brought a towel and soap.
Then he sat in the chair, patted his thigh with great enthusiasm, raised his chin and said with a smile: "Come, lie down."
Yan Mingli looked at the smug little girl, as if he saw a little tail that was about to rise into the sky.
After staring at her for a few seconds, he passed her and walked towards the bedroom.
Huh? This is out of control! The boy is angry!
Mo Yutong sat in the chair, her body and eyes following the boy's movements, and then she watched him walk into the bedroom without looking back.
This...that...she originally just wanted to tease him!
With both hands clinging to the back of the chair, Mo Yutong felt a little sad, but before the sadness could escape into a sigh from her slightly pouting mouth, the young man came out again, with a low square stool in his hands.
As Yan Mingli walked, Mo Yutong's eyes followed him all the way, watching him put the low square stool in front of him, sit down with his ears flushed, and then lie on his back on her legs with a red face.
That...this...this is really messed up!
She actually didn't want much, she just wanted to touch the boy's chin up close and take a bite of the young version of Mr. Yan.
But now, with such a large piece of tofu hitting her, she actually felt a little choked! Her heart was beating as if she had just finished running the fourth leg of a 1200-meter relay race.
"Burp..." Mo Yutong wanted to burp, but he quickly closed his mouth and held the embarrassing sound back into his stomach.
What to do? The boy suddenly became unbelievably obedient, and her hand holding the razor box began to tremble slightly.
"I'm lying down!" Yan Mingli stared at the little girl's delicate white neck with gentle eyes.
She was so beautiful that his heart was moved and he could only whisper softly.
"Okay!" Mo Yutong calmed himself down and kept cheering himself up in his heart.
Isn't it just sleeping on someone's lap? It's not like she hasn't done that before, so why is she so flustered?
Stay steady! Don't panic! Especially your hands, don't let them shake!
With a slight tremor, he opened the rectangular box in his hand, removed the blade from the back of the mirror inlay, and then took out the blade head from the bottom of the box. Mo Yutong began to press the blade into the disassembled blade head.
"Be careful, don't get hurt!" Perhaps it was the little girl's pretending to be calm that made Yan Mingli feel boundless joy in his heart, and there was even a hint of mischievous youth in his tone.
"Say it again! I'm going to murder my husband!" Mo Yutong inserted the raised part in the middle of the blade into the space of the handle, then rotated the handle to fix the blade. He shook the blade hard in front of his eyes, full of threats.
"Hehe..." Husband? The boy couldn't stop laughing, rubbing the back of his head against her thigh, making her hand tremble even more violently.
The sexy Adam's apple that kept rising and falling, the long eyelashes that trembled with it, and the laughter that was so low that it seemed to drown her.
Mo Yutong felt her ears and cheeks were burning, her whole body was burning, it was so hot that she was going crazy!
Is this the legendary shooting oneself in the foot?
Turning his face away with difficulty, Mo Yutong placed the assembled razor on the box, wrung out the hot towel in the basin, and quickly put it on the boy's handsome face.
The world became quiet, the heartbeat became steady, and Mo Yutong felt like he was alive again!
Without the boy's blazing gaze, she began to feel restless again!
Through the towel, a pair of hands wandered unscrupulously across the boy's face.
Sometimes he touched her cheeks, sometimes he touched her nose bridge, sometimes he stroked her soft lips, and sometimes he lifted her seductive chin.
Yan Mingli didn't say a word throughout the whole process, tacitly approving her wanton behavior. But when the towel was lifted, Mo Yutong seemed to see an entire galaxy.
Those were the boy's bright eyes, like the boundless universe, attracting her to come closer.
But how could she dare to get close! Those lips that were rubbed bright red were clearly accusing her of her crimes, and those red cheeks also revealed unspeakable grievances.
"I'll be there soon, don't worry!" Mo Yutong quickly soaked the towel in hot water, wrung it dry and applied it to his face again.
"I'm not in a hurry!" The boy's hoarse voice struck Mo Yutong's heart. She lowered her eyes to look at him, her eyes and brows filled with unstoppable surging infatuation.
Where should she start with this first blow?
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