When Yan Mojiu used his fingers to force open Meng Mingxuan's lips, a few teeth marks were left on her lips.
Her heart was beating wildly, as if it was going to break through her thin skin and jump out onto Yan Mojiu.
"Have you washed?"
She pulled him, looked at him with a burning gaze, and asked, "Because I like you, what do you mean?"
What does he want to do by speaking so unclearly?
Yan Mojiu pinched her earlobe with his fingers and kneaded it gently, "Want to hear brother say it a few more times?"
“…”
Before Meng Mingxuan could say anything, Yan Mojiu kissed her earlobe and told her that he liked her over and over again in her ear.
Because I like you, I want to kiss you.
Want to kiss all the time.
A fire gradually burned in Meng Mingxuan's heart, and her whole body was burned by the heat of the fire.
She trembled and buried herself in his arms, hugging his waist.
"Okay."
She guessed that he liked her somewhat, but hearing him admit it in person was far more shocking than she had imagined.
"oh."
Yan Mojiu stopped and looked for Meng Mingxuan here and there.
He lifted Meng Mingxuan's hair several times.
"What are you looking for?" Meng Mingxuan was confused.
“Looking for a response.”
“…”
Meng Mingxuan thought about what he had just asked, Mingxuan, you really like me at all.
She brewed up her emotions, reached out and held his face, and responded to him: "I like you."
Yan Mojiu paused for two seconds, then turned over and pinned her down.
"Say it again."
"I like you."
“Who likes me?”
"I like you."
"Who do you like?"
"...That's enough."
Meng Mingxuan's face was already extremely hot, and he pressed her and asked her questions over and over again.
"Baby, I want to hear it."
“…”
Meng Mingxuan couldn't resist at all. She bit her lip and whispered, "Meng Mingxuan likes Yan Mojiu."
As soon as the last syllable fell, Yan Mojiu sealed her lips with his head lowered.
When people first fall in love with each other, it is inevitable that they will lose control.
Yan Mojiu was so mesmerized by her soft voice that his blood rushed to one place, but he stayed close to her and listened to her heavy and suppressed breathing next to her ear.
"You don't have to endure it."
Meng Mingxuan hugged him gently.
She wants to.
Yan Mojiu had been enduring with great difficulty, and now she did this.
He tilted his head and bit her neck. She made a low sound and he covered her mouth with his palm.
"I promised your sister that I could do it only after we get married."
His emotional voice was restrained, and he would fulfill his promise to her.
Meng Mingxuan turned her head to avoid his palm.
He really listens to his sister.
Meng Mingxuan was going to remain silent, but she was unwilling to do so and asked, "Just now?"
"When we were approaching the city." Yan Mojiu answered vaguely.
When you come to the city?
Meng Mingxuan began to regain her senses. She wanted to push him away and sit up, but he held her down tightly.
"Don't move." He still pressed against her earlobe, "Let me take it easy."
"You slow down."
Doesn't she feel uncomfortable with him sticking to her like this?
"..." Yan Mojiu recovered.
Meng Mingxuan successfully pushed him away, sat up and pulled her hair back.
Yan Mojiu sat up and hugged her waist gently, "Are you angry that I can't sleep with you?"
“…”
Meng Mingxuan thought about it and decided that it was their confession anniversary after all, so she shouldn’t bother with him.
Yu 놆 she asked calmly: "Why did you agree to this, sister?"
Yan Mojiu never thought that she would keep pursuing this matter.
What did he say? It said that when he was young, he had feelings for her and didn't raise her as a sister, but as a wife? Then her sister saw through it, so she asked him not to do beastly things to her before marriage?
"She is your sister, and the request she made to me is related to you, so of course I have to agree."
Meng Mingxuan turned her head and looked at him directly, "I wasn't with you at that time."
Could it be that he liked her a long time ago?
This guess flashed through his mind for a second, but was suppressed by Meng Mingxuan.
It is not allowed.
In the past, she started dating Yin Ting when she was 20 years old. During the two years from when she became an adult at the age of 18 to when she was 20 years old, Yan Mojiu was always by her side. If he liked her, he would have told her long ago.
Perhaps his sister misunderstood something, so she made this request to him so early, but he did not explain it to her.
Because my sister was with Xu Kan at that time.
Meng Mingxuan calmed down, lay down and pulled the quilt to cover herself, "Go to sleep."
Yan Mojiu hadn't figured out how to answer yet. Seeing her slightly cold back, he sighed and lay down, hugging her from behind, "Do you want to get the marriage certificate first, or do you want to have the wedding first?"
Meng Mingxuan stiffened slightly.
"How about we get the certificate first? After we get the certificate, I'll sleep with you."
“…”
"I heard that your daughter is allergic to rubber. I wonder if Mingxuan is allergic to rubber too."
“…”
When Yan Mojiu wanted to say something, his mouth was covered by Meng Mingxuan.
"It's our confession anniversary. I don't want to scold you. Just close your eyes and go to sleep. We can talk tomorrow." Meng Mingxuan's usually soft voice suppressed her anger.
Yan Mojiu was silent for a long time before Meng Mingxuan let go.
"You haven't slept with me yet, can you be gentle? I'll be scared if you're so fierce." He pressed against her back, hugged her and whispered.
Meng Mingxuan clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and ignored him.
…
Xu Li's efficiency was impeccable. The fully furnished villa next door was quickly booked, and Meng Mingyou and Beibei moved in directly.
Meng Mingxuan helped Beibei move the toys. Beibei thanked her aunt in a sweet voice, which made Meng Mingxuan's heart melt.
"Miss, Young Master Qin is here."
Just after settling down, Xu Li reported at the door.
Meng Mingxuan looked at Meng Mingyou, "Sister, do you want to see him?"
"You go see him first." Meng Mingyou pulled Beibei over and smiled, "Don't you want to ask him something?"
Meng Mingxuan did have some opinions about Qin Changan. If Qin Changan hadn't hidden her sister in Kyoto, how could she have become a child without the love of her sister?
She wanted to ask Qin Changan why he did this.
"Yes." Meng Mingxuan nodded and looked at Xu Li: "Tell him to wait at my place."
"놆, Miss."
Not long after Xu Li left, Meng Mingxuan returned.
"Mom, why don't we go see Dad?" Beibei raised his little head.
Meng Mingyou touched Beibei's head and said, "Because Dad did something wrong, he must admit his mistake first before he can be forgiven."
Beibei nodded, not quite understanding.
She listens to her mother.
Meng Mingxuan returned to her famous villa and saw Qin Changan sitting in a wheelchair.
She looked at his legs, full of opinions, and suddenly felt a little stuck.
My sister didn't say Qin Changan...
"You love Mingxuan, right?" Qin Changan supported himself on the wheelchair and stood up calmly, "I love Qin Changan."
He did not kneel, but he gave a slight bow.
"I'm sorry for hiding your sister for four years."
Meng Mingxuan withdrew her gaze from Qin Changan's legs and fell on his feminine and handsome face.
Although he tried his best to remain calm, he still felt pain in his forehead and broke out in a cold sweat.
"Please sit down and talk. I just came from my sister and Beibei's place." Meng Mingxuan couldn't vent her anger on Qin Changan, nor could she question him.
For Beibei's sake, perhaps she could be a little gentler.
He doesn't look like a villain.
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