Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 131 Yan Xinxin Why Are You So Disappointing Every Time?
Yan Xinxin has only bathed two people at such a young age, one is his own son and the other is Xiao Chenxi.

But they are all children, but Mo Chuxi is a big man!
"I do not want!"

Yan Xinxin refused very simply, turning her red face away from Mo Chuxi.

However, someone pinched her chin and forced her to look at him.

"No? Are you sure?"

"..."

Yan Xinxin didn't have the courage to protest any more with those cannibalistic eyes.

She stared at him, her clear eyes filled with rejection, but she finally bit her lip and obeyed obediently.

Mo Chuxi sat comfortably in the bathtub, the white foam covering his lower body.

Yan Xinxin knelt beside the bathtub, and gently massaged Mo Chuxi's temples with both hands.

Looking at this face under the soft light, her fair cheeks were already flushed.

This evildoer is really good-looking, with delicate and fair skin, and looks more delicate than a woman.

"Are you going back there tomorrow?"

Mo Chuxi spoke suddenly, his clear and pleasant voice was rare and gentle.

Yan Xinxin nodded, she also received a call from Ye Lirong today, telling her to go home for a reunion dinner tomorrow, she was actually quite strange, why did Ye Lirong suddenly say that she wanted to have a reunion dinner?

"I'll take you there."

"Eh? Are you taking Xiaoxi and me back?"

"Any questions?"

"The problem is no, but I don't want to bother..."

Yan Xinxin was still explaining, when Mo Chuxi came over with a sideways face, and pressed the back of her head with his watery palm.

The two people are separated by a few inches, and the breath is filled with the smell of each other.

Mo Chuxi looked at Yan Xinxin's cute little face, and her blurred eyes finally fell on her slightly parted pink lips.

Her pink lips, like peaches waiting to be picked, are tender and seductive.

Mo Chuxi's sexy Adam's apple twitched, and his thin lips approached. When Yan's mind was wandering, his thin lips gently kissed her lips.

Yan Xin froze at a loss.

Under the influence of inertia, Yan Xinxin slumped and sat down on the tiles.

"Ah...it hurts!"

Yan Xin whispered in pain, and the warm and charming atmosphere just before was instantly shattered.

Mo Chuxi let down her handsome face in disappointment.

"Yan Xinxin, why are you so disappointed every time?"

"..."

Yan Xinxin stood up with a blushing face, and touched her little butt that was hurting from the fall.

"You, you are taking advantage of me and making sarcastic remarks, pervert! Hooligan! Damn it! You can do it all by yourself!"

"..."

Yan Xin finished cursing angrily and ran out like oiling the soles of her feet.

With a poker face, Mo Chuxi picked up the towel uninterestedly.

Yan Xinxin, a little woman, scolded him like that, wasn't she afraid that he would kill her at night?

Mo Chuxi couldn't help but think of the "husband" that Yan's soft-hearted voice called him this morning.

The thin peach-blossom lips rose slightly, and a set of tricks to "deal with" Yan Xinxin had already been drawn up in his heart...

"Ah!"

Yan Xinxin, who just ran out of the room, couldn't help but sneezed, feeling faintly uneasy.

what happened?

Why does it seem like there is an illusion that you are going to die?
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　　PS: Good night~ When Mo Aojiao knew that she was that man...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)