Being pressed tightly by Yan Mojiu and having her lips pried open by him while she was awake, Meng Mingxuan felt a sense of pleasure as if her long-cherished wish had been fulfilled.
She didn't know what other couples' kisses were like, but she felt more dizzy than if she were drunk.
He kissed her for a while, then stopped for a while, and she could feel his hot breath even with her eyes closed.
But this will prolong the battle time.
Meng Mingxuan had been kissed for too long, her whole body was limp, and she couldn't help but let out a soft hum. Yan Mojiu tensed up.
"Is it that Mingxuan's medicine hasn't been cured yet?"
Yan Mojiu gently wiped the tip of her nose, his fingers lazily brushing aside her hair that had just been blown dry and was now damp with sweat, his voice sounding like it had been soaked in the mellowest and most fragrant wine.
Meng Mingxuan was protected too well by Yan Mojiu, and her circle of friends was very clean after being screened. Even Yin Ting had to pretend to be clean when he approached her. Unlike Yan Mojiu, who had been in contact with all kinds of people since he was a child and had heard everything.
So how could she understand Yan Mojiu's flirting words?
"It's solved, right?" Meng Mingxuan replied after calming down a little.
After she woke up, she didn't feel anything wrong, but just a slight tingling discomfort there.
"Since it's not a medicinal effect..." Yan Mojiu pulled her up, "It seems that Mingxuan doesn't hate brother's kiss."
He sat calmly, his legs casually resting on the carpet.
His suit pants were wet when he carried Meng Mingxuan out of the bathroom earlier. Now they were pressed against his slender legs, making his vagina look particularly bulging.
If black didn't have the natural ability to block out things, it would have been visually very impactful.
Meng Mingxuan had a dazed expression and couldn't look away for some reason.
Yan Mojiu glanced at her and grabbed her hand: "Do you want to touch it?"
Meng Mingxuan: “!!”
But curiosity finally overcame her reason, and she watched him take her hand over without any resistance.
"How does it feel?" Yan Mojiu looked at her with deep eyes.
Meng Mingxuan has calmed down now.
She was thinking wrongly.
Sure enough, Yan Mojiu is not that kind of person.
"Thin abdominal muscles are just right. Do you train every day?" She grabbed both of them and asked curiously.
"You can practice more than this every day." Yan Mojiu glanced at her, which was enough to make her dizzy.
Meng Mingxuan withdrew her hand. She actually didn’t have much interest in Yan Mojiu’s abdominal muscles.
Maybe because she sees it so often, she is a little tired of it.
It's not as exciting as the first time I saw it.
The nervousness she felt just now was because she had the wrong idea.
People are probably always more interested in things they have never seen before.
"Has Yan Yuting been locked up by you?" Meng Mingxuan thought of Yu Tiantian's previous call for help.
"Yeah." Yan Mojiu's originally slightly hoarse and sexy voice became indifferent.
Meng Mingxuan was thinking about what happened last night and didn't notice it.
"Why did he appear outside the bathroom door?" She tried to recall the scene before she lost her mind. "He said someone sent him a message saying that I was drunk in a bar..."
"It's the Duan family."
Yan Mojiu stretched out his hand to pull her over, turned directly to the last page and told her the answer, preventing her from recalling the past.
She was in his arms, stunned: "Duan Ni?"
Until just now, Meng Mingxuan had never thought that there was anything wrong with Duan Ni.
She thought someone had framed Duan Ni and was using Duan Ni to deal with her.
Duan Ni is Tang Jun’s fiancée, and Tang Jun is Yan Mojiu’s brother. Why would Duan Ni do such a thing?
"Tang Jun has been away from Kyoto for too long." Yan Mojiu rubbed her head. "Tang Jun's brother Tang Yan is not an easy person to deal with, otherwise Tang Jun would not have been forced to go to Lincheng to follow me."
Meng Mingxuan had mixed emotions, "Then Tang Jun must be very sad now."
"Is it so sad to drink my treasured wine and beat Zi Yang?" Yan Mojiu laughed.
“…”
Meng Mingxuan looked at Yan Mojiu without blinking for a while, then suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.
He has a very seductive smile.
Yan Mojiu stopped smiling for a moment, and his eyes became deep instead.
Meng Mingxuan felt as if she had gotten into trouble, so she stood up and pulled her clothes toward her, "I'm going to take a shower and change clothes."
She decided to meet Duan Ni and slap her in the face.
Feng Yilin asked her to endure it, but she couldn't endure such humiliation.
What would have happened to her if Yan Mojiu hadn't found her in time last night?
In his previous life, Yin Ting didn't dare to touch her because he didn't have the strength to fight against Yan Mojiu. But in this life, Yan Yin Ting is the grandson publicly acknowledged by Old Man Yan, and he will not be controlled by others like in his previous life.
Yan Mojiu reached out and held her, "Still washing?"
“……”Meng Mingxuan didn’t know how to answer.
He just kissed her for a long time and pushed her onto the bed.
Of course she had to wash it again.
"I want to wash it." Meng Mingxuan glared at him rebelliously, broke free from his hand and walked towards the closet.
The way she walked was a little strange, as if she was afraid that her legs would hit something.
Yan Mojiu followed the movement of her legs with his eyes, and after a while, he laughed lazily.
Meng Mingxuan had just found some clean clothes when she heard Yan Mojiu's laughter. She turned around and saw him looking at her in a teasing and ambiguous manner, and her face instantly blushed.
He must have thought of it.
Without looking back, she walked quickly into the bathroom.
The 'bang' sound when the door closed was her last sign of stubbornness.
Yan Mojiu sat on the edge of the bed, repeatedly picturing Meng Mingxuan's look when she was aroused for a long time in his mind.
So delicate.
Meng Mingxuan washed very quickly this time, and when she came out, Yan Mojiu had already changed his clothes.
"Tie." Yan Mojiu handed her the tie that was on the bed.
Before she left, she took it and prepared it carefully for him.
"Are we still pretending to be a couple?"
Although I probably know the answer, I still want a definite answer.
"What do you think?" Yan Mojiu asked with a chuckle.
"I want you to speak." Meng Mingxuan looked stubborn.
"Say it tonight."
He naturally knows how to pamper his people.
“…”
How late?
Why wait till late?
Before Meng Mingxuan could figure out what he meant, he pushed her out of the car.
…
Yan Mojiu had no intention of accompanying Meng Mingxuan to find Duan Ni. He let Meng Mingxuan handle some things on her own.
He called Nie Ziyang and asked Lu Jingqian to accompany Meng Mingxuan.
"Lu Jingqian has become a rebellious person now. How can I invite her?" Nie Ziyang's tone was as sour as if he had eaten a plum.
"Did she slap you when you kissed her last night?"
"No."
She was still as kissable as ever, but not as submissive as before. In his arms, she was like a pig to be slaughtered during the New Year.
It took him a lot of effort to hold her down.
"If she really hates you, she will slap you to death." Yan Mojiu's eyes slid across Meng Mingxuan's face imperceptibly, and he received a sweet smile in response.
My heart was beating erratically.
He raised his hand and pinched her lips that were swollen from being kissed, and continued to talk to Nie Ziyang: "Let her make friends with your sister-in-law. Girls are always more likely to confide in each other."
Meng Mingxuan opened her eyes slightly.
She didn't want to be a spy.
…
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