Meng Mingxuan stayed quietly in Yan Mojiu's arms the whole way, being incredibly well-behaved.
Yan Mojiu hugged her a little too hard. If it were usual, Meng Mingxuan would have protested long ago, but at this moment Meng Mingxuan just wanted him to hug her tighter so that she would feel more secure.
When the car stopped, Yan Mojiu looked down at her and asked, "Do you want me to hold you or do you want me to walk alone?"
"I want you to hug me." Meng Mingxuan hugged his neck tightly and buried her face in the crook of his neck.
"Who do you want to hold me?" Yan Mojiu did not move.
"I want my husband to hug me." Meng Mingxuan bit his neck lightly.
Yan Mojiu's Adam's apple rolled slightly, "You know, the menstrual period will end."
"I'm not afraid." Meng Mingxuan hated her menstrual period. She actually wanted to do more intimate things with him now, so that she could feel more at ease.
Now her heart was hanging high, she was afraid that a hand would suddenly reach out and crush it.
“…”
Yan Mojiu was teased back for the first time and choked.
His deep gaze fell slightly on her overstretched arm. In the end, he didn't continue to tease her, so he carried her out of the car and walked into the villa.
The bodyguard at the door wanted to say something but hesitated, but Yan Mojiu didn't even stop for a moment, so the bodyguard had to ask Xu Li.
Xu Li took a slow puff of his electronic cigarette and said, "Just throw it away. It's okay to beat him up. There's no need to report it to Master Jiu."
Yan Yuting is a nobody.
"Okay, Brother Xu."
"Call me Brother Li from now on." He hated the word Xu from now on.
"Yes, Brother Li." The bodyguard hesitated and glanced at the e-cigarette in his hand, "Brother Li, is this e-cigarette good to smoke? What brand is it? I want to get one too."
Xu Li said leisurely, "Hold it, learn to smoke e-cigarettes."
“…”
Ever since the eldest sister came back to Jiu Ye, Jiu Ye has taken the lead in quitting smoking. Now that he is with the eldest sister, everyone has to quit.
They are going crazy. If it weren't for Master Jiu, who would be willing to quit smoking?
Their wives, on the other hand, all loved Master Jiu to death, saying that Master Jiu was indeed able to contradict them with every word he said.
The bodyguard then thought of the question his brother asked last night when they were drinking, and whispered, "Brother Li, you said that Master Jiu is married to Sister Xiao, so why are we still calling her Sister Xiao? Isn't it reasonable not to change the name?"
"No wonder you can only be a bodyguard, but I can be Jiu Ye's driver, bodyguard and assistant."
“……”A sharp sword pierced my heart, and a little bit of inferiority complex surged up.
Xu Li patted the bodyguard's shoulder and said, "Big Sister will always be our Big Sister. Do you understand what I mean?"
The bodyguard looked confused and a little dumb, so Xu Li stretched out his hands, turned his body around, and kicked him in the butt.
"Go and guard your door."
That's all I have.
Xu Li then continued to sit in the car, enjoying the air conditioning and smoking his e-cigarette, and then thought about the bodyguard's question just now, what should he change his name to? Grandma Nine?
Xu Li pounded the steering wheel and laughed.
…
In the bedroom of the villa, Yan Mojiu held Meng Mingxuan on the sofa, opened his mobile phone and randomly found a story to read to her.
His voice rang softly beside her ears, carrying a calming and reassuring power. Meng Mingxuan's fingers, which were clutching the corner of his clothes, gradually loosened.
She raised her head slightly and looked at him straight, without blinking.
Yan Mojiu seemed calm as he finished reading two stories. Finally, he threw his phone aside, reached out to pinch her waist and kissed her.
Meng Mingxuan was very proactive. She stepped one leg over to the other side of the sofa, sat on his lap, and put her hands on his shoulders.
Yan Mojiu's breathing quickly became rapid, and his eyes were deep as he pulled her back, but she moved forward.
"Mingxuan."
His voice was hoarse.
"You'll cry if I don't kiss you." Meng Mingxuan rubbed the tip of his nose.
This man is her, and she sleeps with the big red book in her hand.
She wanted to kiss him now.
“…”
Yan Mojiu relaxed his strength and leaned back on the sofa, "Then kiss me."
Who can resist Yan Mojiu, but Meng Mingxuan feels that she cannot.
She leaned forward and kissed his lips gently, unbuttoning his shirt one by one with her fingers.
As she went deeper and deeper without knowing what to do, his whole body quickly became tense, as if he was being tortured.
Meng Mingxuan stepped back a little, looked at him trying to suppress his anger, and said jokingly, "Your expression makes me feel like a bully who bullies good people."
"You know the reason." Yan Mojiu's forehead was covered with sweat.
Meng Mingxuan lowered her eyes and took a look, "I'll help you."
“…”
Who dyed the red rose black?
After a long time, Yan Mojiu hugged her waist and hummed softly. His mind suddenly became clear: besides himself, who else could it be?
She didn't know anything.
Meng Mingxuan had had enough fun and was in high spirits. She watched Yan Mojiu help her wash her hands with lots of bubbles.
"Happy?" Yan Mojiu naturally noticed her mood.
Meng Mingxuan looked at the man and woman standing close to each other in the mirror, and her red lips, which had just been kissed moistly, curled slightly, "Why didn't you ask?"
Yan Mojiu rinsed the bubbles on her hands with warm water. After the sound of water stopped, he pulled a towel to wrap her two hands and rubbed them gently.
"If it's something that will make Mingxuan sad, you don't have to ask," he said.
Meng Mingxuan's heart was wrapped in warmth, and she looked at him intently, "Don't you have something to say? Wouldn't it make you feel better if you say it?"
Yan Mojiu took away the towel, pulled her into his arms, and looked down into her eyes.
"Mingxuan wanted to talk, so she said it earlier, right?"
Meng Mingxuan was stunned.
She really didn't want to talk.
She wanted to be the most beautiful and pure rose in his heart, a rose that had never been plucked by others and would always grow beside him.
She knew she was a bit mean.
"If I keep my secrets to myself, won't you think I don't trust you?"
She had shown many strange things today, and with his keen sense, it was impossible for him not to notice. She didn't know how to explain it, and she was afraid that he would be unhappy that she had secrets.
Meng Mingxuan didn't know that Yan Mojiu was already in Lincheng and had already noticed it.
Yan Mojiu didn't say anything. He reached out and picked her up, walked into the bathroom, and put her standing at the end of the bed.
"What are you doing?" She turned to look at him.
"Turn around, close your eyes and fall backwards, brother will catch you." Yan Mojiu patted her buttocks and said.
Meng Mingxuan had never played this before, but she was a little stunned when he tapped her.
She quickly calmed down, turned her back to him, closed her eyes and fell backwards.
The room was terribly quiet.
Meng Mingxuan didn't say a word, and Yan Mojiu was also quiet.
When her body was almost horizontal, he reached out and caught her.
"You can open your eyes now." He looked at her and said.
Meng Mingxuan opened her eyes in front of Yan Mojiuli, without a trace of fear in them.
“Isn’t this a lot of trust in me?”
Yan Mojiu looked at her in his arms with tender eyes, clearing away the uncertainty and uneasiness in her heart.
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