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

dinner time.

It seems that after hearing the news that Mo Chengan was about to leave Glens Castle, the Earl began to work hard on preparations.

The entire restaurant has been rearranged even the lighting, and the dishes are more delicate than before, each of which is carefully selected by Earl Glens.

All of this is to create a good atmosphere so that Mo Chengan can finish this dinner comfortably.

"Xiaobao, how did uncle treat you during this time? Tell the truth."

"Uncle treats Xiaobao in every possible way."

There were not many emotional ups and downs on the man's handsome face, and there were some very faint smiles on his brows. When he raised his head and slowly opened his black eyes, there was a faint thought.

"If my uncle is worried that no one will take care of the Glens family after I leave. There is no need for that. Not to mention going to Tulip Castle, even if I return to Ningcheng in the future, I will still work closely with the Glens family. "

"Yes, yes. With Xiaobao's words, uncle will be relieved." Earl Glens seemed to be really relieved, poured a glass of wine and stretched his arms, "Come on, Xiaobao, uncle toast you again. "

After pushing the cups and changing the cups, the cheeks of both of them were flushed.

Earl Glens is also a veteran of wine, and this time he specially selected high-quality wine from the wine cellar, knowing that Xiao Bao's alcohol capacity is not very good, he will risk it all to get him drunk.

"Have another drink, little treasure. I don't know when we will have the chance to meet again." Earl Glens' persuasive words were always the same.

This made the younger Mo Xiaobao unable to resist at all.

He could only wave his hands again and again, his eyes became more and more blurred, "I can't do it, uncle, I can't drink any more."

"One last drink. One last drink. I'll ask Demi to take you back to your room to sleep."

He deliberately suppressed the sound of the word "sleep" very heavily, as if he was deliberately implying something, but Mo Chengan didn't notice it at all.

Only the expression on Demi's face was a little stiff.

She subconsciously clenched her fingers by her side, her nails digging deep into the tender flesh of her palm.

hurts a little.

But it was this kind of pain that could wake her up.

"Okay, it's almost the end of today. Let's go." After the last glass of wine, Earl Glens was finally willing to let Mo Chengan go, and raised his hand to signal Demi.

The latter forced a smile and walked to him.

"Master Mo, I'll help you go back to your room to rest."

The man didn't notice it, he just squinted his eyes slightly and looked at her for a while, then stood up with her support.

"Okay, go back to sleep."

Earl Glens sat on the spot and watched them leave, a smug smile finally appeared on his fat cheeks.

……

With a bang, the door closed.

Demi only turned on one light, not enough light to make the whole room look drowsy.

She staggered and helped Mo Chengan to lie down in the room.

Seeing the man lying flat on the bed, the frown on Jun's face was finally relaxed due to drunkenness.

Demi helped him take off his coat, now Mo Chengan was only wearing a white shirt, and his tie had been thrown aside by him because he felt uncomfortable.

The long legs were just hanging on the side of the bed, and he kept opening his eyes to look at her in a daze.

"Demi."

The low and hoarse voice came from the man's thin lips, and it was particularly magnetic in the quiet night.

Demi even froze for a moment.

She waited for a while before realizing it, and she answered.

"I'm here."

The man's voice was very low, and Demi actually couldn't hear it clearly, so she took the initiative to walk in a little bit, leaned against his ear, and listened to his deep, deep voice.

Mo Chengan burped.

"Grandfather is uncomfortable."

He said.

He is suffering now.

Demi hurried over to get a towel, "Master Mo, it's a little uncomfortable to be drunk, bear with it."

Looking at the thin sweat on his forehead, he stretched out his hand directly.

Just as he approached, Mo Chengan stopped him.

The man's complexion was extraordinarily complicated, and he stood up directly by grabbing her hand, his black eyes staring at her like sharp knives.

"What?"

Demi's wrist hurt a little from his pinch.

Drunk men already have great strength, and they may not realize that they are using the wrong strength.

So he could only endure the pain and whispered.

"I just wanted to wipe your face off."

Her tone was very gentle, as if she had the power to calm people's hearts for no reason.

After a while, Mo Chengan finally let go of his hand.

There seemed to be some strange atmosphere in the air. He was lying on the bed, his black eyes slightly narrowed and he looked at her, as if he was thinking about something.

But his mind was not clear after all, it was only when the wet towel fell on his cheeks and wiped his forehead that he finally had a little bit of thinking ability.

"Master Mo, are you feeling better now?"

Mo Chengan moaned and chirped twice, gently grabbed her hand, and pursed his thin lips, but he couldn't organize his words well, and didn't know how to answer.

There is a very faint fragrance in the air.

He didn't know that someone had smoked incense in this room at some time.

"It's uncomfortably hot." He muttered, his voice was warm and deep, and he couldn't hear too many emotional ups and downs.

But he could still hear his discomfort.

Out of instinct, he directly grabbed the little hand he was holding and pressed it to his cheek.

Her hands just dipped in water, and now they are cold and comfortable.

Mo Chengan even accidentally landed on the girl's fingertips with his lips.

It was a coincidence that I touched it.

Demi was stiff all over, and suddenly her body seemed to tremble.

She didn't speak for a while, but obediently stayed where she was without any movement, and waited for a long time before she recovered.

Yes.

There is no need to be shy, this is what I originally wanted to do.

Just touched the lower finger.

Demi licked her lips, smelling the strange scent of incense in the room with the tip of her nose, and suddenly felt that everything was wrong.

It seems that unconsciously, my mind has become confused.

It seemed that it was difficult for him to think rationally, and after taking a deep breath, he finally made up his mind.

The slender fingers moved down slowly, and after a long struggle, they finally landed on the collar of his shirt.

At this time, the clothes have been opened.

The first button was unintentionally torn by Mo Chengan himself.

But now that she was standing beside her, she could see a small piece of chest exposed under the clothes.

It seemed that something appeared in her mind at that moment, gradually controlling her reason.

And when she got up again, she had already slowly taken off her clothes...

"Hmm." Although Mo Chengan was not conscious, he still seemed to remember the current situation.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the girl lying on top of him, holding her face hard to see clearly.

"It's you."

Demi didn't speak.

She was lying on her stomach all the time, all her attention was focused on the man's eyes.

Those dark eyes always fell on her cheeks, as if they wanted to see her through completely.

"Master Mo, this way you will feel comfortable."

Her voice was hoarse, and it took her a while to say these words.

Mo Chengan didn't know if he understood, but he didn't continue to struggle.

Instead, he let go of his hand directly, and even tugged on his own shirt.

Pull the hem of the clothes out of the belt, and loosen the belt by the way...

"Then, then I will continue."

Demi took a deep breath, not daring to look at him again.

She swears.

I have never been so bold in my life as I am today.

But Mo Chengan, who was drunk, had already lost his sanity, and his movements were almost all instinctive.

He wouldn't even be sure what he had done.

And this absurd night will only be reflected in Demi's heart.