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"An'an, can you let me go?"

Jun Mohan's hoarse voice sounded from the top of An Xiaoxiao's head, she didn't pay much attention to it, and hugged her even tighter, and the two of them hugged each other tightly.

"It's so comfortable, soft, more comfortable than a bed."

"An'an, are you sure, this is more comfortable than the bed."

Jun Mohan repeated what he said just now, with intense flames shining in his eyes, and his voice was full of forbearance and hoarseness.

An Xiaoxiao froze for a moment, then stroked Jun Mohan's exposed skin with her slender fingers, and said with a smile: "It feels better than mine, even silk fabrics can't compare to your skin."

Looking at the tricky little hand on his chest, Jun Mohan smiled wryly, "An'an, I think it's better for you, your skin is as white as the moon, and the hand feels so smooth, it's hard to put it down."

As Jun Mohan said, he lingered on An Xiaoxiao's waist. The numb feeling made An Xiaoxiao feel weird, and she couldn't help shrinking her body, only to realize that she was dangling in front of Jun Mohan without clothes, Shout out loud.

"Ah, where are my clothes?"

"An'an, you're not wearing it."

Jun Mohan kindly reminded that upon hearing this sentence, An Xiaoxiao thought of the conversation between the two of them just now. It turned out that he knew about it when he was that brother, but seeing her embarrassment, the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. Holding his hand, he bit down hard.

"An'an, you are beautiful when you are wearing clothes, and even more beautiful when you are not wearing them."

"Then which one do you like?"

An Xiaoxiao's teeth were grinding and her eyes were threatening. Jun Mohan smiled and looked at her meaningfully, "I like when you're not wearing clothes."

"You, are you really going to say it?"

"You told me to say it."

Jun Mohan looked at An Xiaoxiao innocently, his eyes stopped on the pair of undulating little white rabbits, his eyes flickered on and off.

"Ah, Jun Mohan, get out, get out."

The ear-piercing voice seemed to cut through the entire sky, Jun Mohan left here with a smile, An Xiaoxiao hurriedly got into the quilt in shame, her cheeks felt hot.

Ashamed to see people, Jun Mohan must have done it on purpose, this guy.

An Xiaoxiao hurriedly put on her jacket and trousers, only to realize that she couldn't find her trousers, so she could only sit there in embarrassment, grabbing around the quilt, and looking in the direction of the door.

"Jun Mohan, come here."

"An'an, you asked me to come, didn't you ask me to dress you?"

Before the person came in, An Xiaoxiao heard Jun Mohan's words, grabbed the pillow and threw it over, he immediately grabbed it, saw her dressed through the pillow, and said disappointedly: "So you don't know what to do?" Get dressed."

"You, you stand there, don't come over."

An Xiaoxiao said hastily, Jun Mohan stood where she was, looking at her whose cheeks were getting redder and redder in doubt.

"Well, is there that one here?"

"That, An'an, is this what you're talking about?"

When Jun Mohan turned around, he had an extra pack of sanitary napkins in his hand. Since the last time, there has been an extra pack of this kind of thing everywhere he often is.

"That's not it."

An Xiaoxiao shook her head with a wry smile, bit her lip, and lowered her voice.

"I said panties."

Jun Mohan's frowning brows stretched out, looking at the person whose head was about to get into the ground, his eyes flickered, he turned and left, and when he came back again, he had an extra set of sexy underwear in his hand.

An Xiaoxiao recognized at a glance that this was given to her by Wutong last time, her pupils shrank slightly, "Why do you have this?"

"This doesn't work, there are others."

As soon as the words fell, Jun Mohan seemed to be juggling, and he had another set of even hotter underwear in his hands. He even trembled in front of An Xiaoxiao, and said jokingly, "An An, which one do you like?"

"I like your size."

"Hehe, I knew that An An likes to be naked. Although I like it too, it's not good for others to see it. That's all, I can barely see it."

Jun Mohan took that hot underwear and put it in front of An Xiaoxiao, and said in a low voice, "If you don't know how to wear it, I can do it for you."

"roll."

An Xiaoxiao couldn't bear it anymore, and roared, her fair and delicate face was flushed, and she felt that the breath in the air was tainted with something called ambiguity.

An Xiaoxiao was the only one left on the bed, fearing that Jun Mohan would bring in some strange things, she quickly got dressed and walked out from inside.

Jun Mohan faced the sea and counted the days. There are only a few days left before his wedding with An An. Thinking of this scene, he felt extremely happy.

The wind was blowing, and when An Xiaoxiao came out, seeing this scene, she was suddenly a little frightened, as if Jun Mohan was about to leave, she hugged his waist recklessly, and her panic improved a lot.

"Mo, don't leave me."

"Fool, I am yours for the rest of my life, how can I be willing to leave you?"

Jun Mohan gently stroked the pair of plain white hands on his waist, "You are dressed, why don't you show me?"

"Not serious."

An Xiaoxiao twisted Jun Mohan's arm shyly, and said coquettishly.

"Mo, how about I dance for you?"

"Striptease? If so, I like it."

Jun Mohan thought of what happened in the bar after An Xiaoxiao drank too much last time, and said deliberately jokingly.

"It's beautiful, I'm a lady."

After saying this, An Xiaoxiao laughed to herself, "I used to be a good girl, but since I met you, I'm not me anymore."

"I like you now, real, free and easy, and occasionally a little confused."

Jun Mohan pampered An Xiaoxiao's nose, and said in a low voice, she raised her head and looked at him infatuatedly, "I like you like this too, I don't like that cold Jun Mohan who has no trace of popularity. .”

"Ha ha."

Hearing An Xiaoxiao's words, Jun Mohan smiled very happily. Only when he was with An An did he understand what happiness and satisfaction are.

The two snuggled together, and the piercing ringtone of the mobile phone pierced the warm atmosphere. After Jun Mohan heard the words in the microphone, his face was very ugly, and the hand holding the mobile phone was tightened, trembling imperceptibly.

An Xiaoxiao sensed something sensitively, and asked anxiously: "Did something happen to Xiaoyan?"

"An'an, Xiaoyan is missing."

"Missing?"

An Xiaoxiao was taken aback, before she could ask the reason, Jun Mohan grabbed her hand and said in a low voice: "An An, let's go back first, I will bring you here later."

"it is good."

The two quickly left here and returned to the ground. Leng Si was waiting there. When he saw Jun Mohan, a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.