The bedroom curtains were not drawn and the sun was shining brightly, flooding the room with light.
Yan Mojiu's eyes were evil when he said this, and he didn't want to think positively at all.
Just think in the wrong direction.
Meng Mingxuan's cheeks gradually became hot under his deep gaze.
After a long while, she whispered, "It's still daytime."
"Which law says we can't sleep during the day?" Yan Mojiu raised his eyebrows.
There is no law stipulating this.
"Can't it be done in the evening?" She didn't want to escape, she just wanted to ask if it could wait until evening.
Yan Mojiu slowly held her face in his hands and said, "I want you to have a rest. This is because I care about you."
"?"
What to give her a rest.
"Let's do it together tonight. I'm afraid you can't bear it." Yan Mojiu kissed her lips, "Baby."
“………………”
It turned out to be halftime.
Meng Mingxuan fled from 놛's arms, grabbed the pajamas neatly folded on the bed and ran into the bathroom.
Yan Mojiu chuckled and stood up to prepare things.
When Meng Mingxuan walked out of the bathroom in her pajamas, she saw that the curtains had been drawn, the lighting was soft and beautiful, and there was an opened box beside the bed.
She slowly stopped and grabbed the edge of her pajamas.
"The curtains are drawn, it's no different from night, why are you still shy?" Yan Mojiu came over, took her to sit on the sofa, and blew her hair.
"I'm not shy." Meng Mingxuan insisted in the face of the wind.
“That’s great.”
“…”
After drying her hair, Yan Mojiu reached out, picked her up, and walked towards the big bed.
Meng Mingxuan couldn't resist 놛's overly direct gaze and raised her hands to cover her eyes.
놛 then kissed her, slowly and lingering on her lips.
Her breathing gradually became faster.
Yan Mojiu raised his head slightly and looked down at her excited expression. He couldn't let go of her long, smooth satin hair. She was unwilling to have her hair curled, saying that it was troublesome to take care of. At this moment, her long hair was scattered on the bed like a waterfall, which made her skin look even whiter and every inch of her body looked graceful and soft.
He pulled away her hands that were covering her eyes and stared into her eyes.
She seemed a little embarrassed, her eyes rolling around but not looking at me.
"Don't be afraid." 놛 kissed her fingertips, "It won't be like last time."
Meng Mingxuan didn't have any trauma, but she enjoyed being coaxed like this and nodded slightly to show her trust.
Yan Mojiu was very patient, even though a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on his face.
Meng Mingxuan quickly bit her lip and closed her eyes tightly.
After a slight sound of plastic wrapping, he moved closer to her and kissed her lips gently.
She dodged 놛's kiss, raised her hands to hug 놛 tightly, buried her face in 놛's neck, and then frowned deeply.
Time slowly stood still, and 놛 touched her hair soothingly, "Why are you hiding?"
Meng Mingxuan didn't answer and continued to hug 놛 tightly.
Yan Mojiu did not force her to answer, but gently lifted her back.
Gradually, Meng Mingxuan's breathing became disordered.
When the feelings were so strong, he turned his head and kissed her sweaty hair, "Baby, I am you."
"Ninth Brother~~"
"Change it."
"Brother~~"
"Change again."
"husband……"
"Keep changing."
Meng Mingxuan was so annoyed that she felt angry and said, "Ninth sister!"
Yan Mojiu stopped.
Before Meng Mingxuan could figure out whether 놛 was speechless or doing it on purpose, she was suddenly pinched by 놛.
That feeling made her body lean back and an uncontrollable cat-like sound came out of her throat.
“…”
So angry.
They were sweating all over and had to go to the bathroom to take a shower.
Meng Mingxuan was so sleepy that she couldn't even lift her fingers, but she still opened her eyes and looked at Yan Mojiu, then reached out and pushed him away, "I'm going to sleep for a while."
"Um."
Yan Mojiu watched her turn her back to him, his eyes full of affection. He quietly grasped a handful of her long hair with his fingers, entwining and twisting them in a way that she couldn't detect, in an extremely gentle and intimate manner.
Meng Mingxuan felt sleepy, but she could still feel the gaze behind her. She forced herself to look back, and sure enough, she saw that the man was looking at her deeply with his eyes, holding her hair in his hand.
She reached out and snatched her hair back, "Why aren't you sleeping? Can't you sleep?"
"I'm waiting for you to go to bed first."
He paused, then added in front of her puzzled gaze, "Many girls on the Internet said that they would feel sad if the boys fell asleep afterwards."
“……” How much relevant knowledge have you read?
But, it is true.
She turned over and rolled into his arms. "I didn't let you hug me because I was afraid you would feel uncomfortable."
The sperm is very strong.
She couldn't cope with it.
"So this is the kind of fear." Yan Mojiu chuckled.
"Which one do you think it is?"
"I'm afraid I'll do this again."
“…”
She doesn't think so, she loves her very much.
Meng Mingxuan completely forgot that just a few minutes ago, she was still angry at Yan Mojiu for not caring about her at all.
"Since you can't sleep, tell me a story." Meng Mingxuan snuggled into his arms sleepily.
"good."
Yan Mojiu found that she really couldn't sleep in 놛's arms. 놛 could restrain herself before, but now 놛 always wanted to bully her.
놛 forced himself to look away from her white shoulders, reached out to pull the quilt up, and then began to tell a story.
In this slowed-down pace, feeling as if strolling on the cobblestone road of an ancient town, Meng Mingxuan gradually fell asleep.
Yan Mojiu didn't stop talking, his eyes fell on her fair cheek, which still had a faint blush on it, so beautiful that it made him excited.
After a long while, 놛꺳 changed to a low voice, "I'm sorry, baby."
I didn't handle those rumors well.
I'm sorry for making you feel wronged.
Yan Mojiu gently placed a distressed and guilty kiss on Meng Mingxuan's forehead.
…
At six o'clock, Meng Mingyou brought his family over to eat on time.
Meng Mingxuan was still sleeping, but Yan Mojiu had already started cooking in the kitchen with a strong sense of husbandhood.
"I wonder why your breakfast is always the same, but your lunch and dinner are very rich."
Qin Changan was learning from Yan Mojiu in the kitchen and asked about something that made him feel strange.
"I made something else for breakfast, so Mingxuan won't eat eggs. Two eggs a day are nutritious." Yan Mojiu paused, "I'll give you a recipe later. How can you come to my house for free meals every day?"
Don't you understand how precious the second world is?
Unlike Qin Changan who already had Meng Mingyou all around, he had just put the little rose into his mouth.
"We are one family, no one is different from the other. There is nothing to be embarrassed about." Qin Changan said.
Yan Mojiu said nothing. He slowly removed the foam from the surface of the boiled meat and soaked it in cold water. Then he turned around and looked at Qin Changan slowly, "Hand in all the project materials later."
Qin Changan was stunned.
"Hand over your bank card password and property deeds." Yan Mojiu smiled slowly, "We are one family, why should we separate ourselves?"
“…”
Qin Changan thought that it was not the case that they could not distinguish between each other.
"I'm here to talk to you about joining the company, not just to get a free meal." Meng Mingyou walked in with a smile on his lips, obviously having heard the conversation between the two men.
"It's okay to just come and eat for free." Yan Mojiu cut the cucumber, "You are my sister."
Qin Changan: “…”
A world where only those who are despised can be found.
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