The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

He warned in a deep voice, biting every word just right.

Immediately, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and the breath overflowing from her thin lips just lingered around her lips.

The man's movements were very slow, deliberately sticking to the corner of her lips to speak.

Bai Xiran blinked her eyes, looking at the handsome face that was close at hand, she just stared at him without retreating or avoiding.

until……

The fingertips raised slightly, and landed on his stomach in a gentle manner.

poked.

"If you want a younger sister or something, you have to hurry up...Although I'm not in a hurry, but you, Uncle Mo, are old enough to handle it."

She refused to show weakness, as if she was teasing him.

The fingertips just slipped down through the white shirt, which seemed a little shameless, and fell directly on the belt buckle.

Mo Junzhe's whole body was stiff, his eyes staring at her seemed to be on fire, as if he wanted to swallow her in one gulp.

"Are you satisfied?" He approached and asked, biting her ear.

"Well, it seems to be slightly better than a few models under the company, and it feels good..."

"My wife still knows the touch of a model?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a very dangerous aura in him.

Bai Xiran's fingers stiffened all of a sudden, and she just took them back with an innocent face, "No, I just took a look at it when I was changing clothes in the backstage."

The man refused to let her go and pressed her every step of the way.

Her legs were bound and she couldn't move while sitting on the edge of the bed.

I could only lean back slightly, and I was about to lie down completely when I saw it...

"Have you tried it?"

what?
"No...no." Bai Xiran repeatedly defended, her little face turned as red as a boiled duck.

She kept tilting her head and hiding from east to west, not daring to let him kiss her.

"I just glanced at it while changing clothes..."

"I heard that the model is in a hurry and doesn't wear anything?"

"Nonsense!" Bai Xiran bit her lips tightly, spread her palms against the man's hard chest, and just stared at him with big innocent eyes.

"Fanlin's clothes are occasionally revealing, and they are all sexy but not obscene!"

"uh-huh."

She muttered in a low voice, and touched it again, "It's not an underwear show..."

"Don't go." Mo Junzhe ordered in a deep voice.

He clasped the woman's slender wrist with his backhand, and moved half of her face back.

Force her to look at herself.

"Design is not allowed."

Bai Xiran couldn't help but let out an "ah" again, feeling a little guilty, "But what...has been designed."

"In the computer."

"!!"

The man's face turned ashen.

She quickly explained, and screamed, "The clothes are for Shasha, and the trousers...underpants are designed for you to wear!"

With a "click", there seemed to be the sound of something breaking by the door.

Bai Xiran closed her eyes tightly, her body stiffened suddenly.

Her eyes fell on the man in front of her, and after a long while, she slowly moved aside...

Until he saw two figures by the door, one tall and one short.

The doctor in a white coat pushed the lens on the bridge of his nose, and coughed slightly while watching this scene, "Do you need to come back later?"

"It can't be too late!" The little guy next to him jumped up.

His face was full of nervousness, and his chubby face trembled slightly because he was in a hurry to run just now, and then he directly grabbed the doctor beside him, "Go and help Ranran!"

"Uh... well."

The doctor was pulled over.

Mo Junzhe had already got up, and stood together expressionlessly. On that cold and gloomy face, there were almost no warmth in his eyes.