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

The woman on the bed was unprepared and did not notice his arrival.

Mo Junzhe's eyes were filled with strong emotions, and he gradually approached with light steps until he stopped by the bed.

Under the dim light, the woman's fair face seemed to have a faint light, and the thick eyelashes covered the eyelids, looking quiet and gentle.

He leaned over slightly, his lips were about to fall.

But suddenly thought of something, and just a second before the four lips touched, he slowly raised his head.

The first thing I saw was the little dumpling curled up on the bed.

And that little tuanzi woke up at some point, just staring at him with wide eyes.

Mo Junzhe made a "shh" gesture to signal him to be quiet.

The little guy yawned handsomely, and the little fat man rubbed his curly hair with his hands, as if he thought he was dreaming, and lay back on his stomach again.

The room became quiet again.

But the man's interest in being a hungry wolf was ruined.

Seeing the mother and son occupying half of the sleeping position, they finally didn't squeeze up, but took the pillows and half-lyed on the sofa next to them.

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In the middle of the night, Bai Xiran had a dream. She dreamed that her mother was hesitant to speak, dreamed of Bai Qintian and her stepmother's pride, and dreamed of the beautiful days when she was still young in Yanxi City.

She woke up in a panic.

The night was very quiet.

Bai Xiran went to wash his face, quickly picked up the photo album in the box, looked through it carefully, and saw that there was an old photo in the interlayer.

It was a picture of the mother and a man.

The other party's face was blurred, but judging from his figure, he was not Bai Qintian anyway.

"What are you thinking?" When she was thinking in a daze, a low, hoarse voice suddenly came from beside her.

Bai Xiran raised his head subconsciously, and saw the man half lying on the sofa.

"You...you haven't slept yet."

The man's short hair was messy, his body was covered with a thin blanket, and his long legs could not be accommodated on the narrow sofa. At this moment, he was frowning, looking very uncomfortable.

Bai Xiyan pointed in the direction of the bed, "Sleep with Xiaobao, I can't sleep anyway."

She took out the photo and put it away, only to realize that the man didn't go far away, but got up straight and stood in front of her.

Under the light, the man's tall body cast a shadow, and the surrounding air became more oppressive, which made her breathe a little short...

"You stay away from me."

Bai Xiran frowned, and her outstretched palm was right on the man's hard chest.

The muscles under the palm are thin and clear, and the touch is so good...it's hard to put it down.

She blushed, forced herself to avoid his breath, and stepped back indiscriminately.

"The place is so big, where do you want to go, huh?"

With a little force, Mo Junzhe pulled that limp body into his arms.

The man's body in a bathrobe was only exposed, and he brushed her arm inadvertently, and all of a sudden... his fingertips trembled.

Bai Xiran was trapped between him and the wall, and could only stare angrily, "Get up, don't bully others."

But instead of leaving, the man gradually approached.

Until the slender fingers caressed her cheek, seemingly inadvertently, raising her hair that was hanging down on one side...

Bai Xiran was stiff all over.

But Mo Junzhe saw her red earlobes, and her flustered deer-like eyes, and a low smile overflowed from his throat.

"That's not what your body says."

Her reaction was too honest, Mo Junzhe suddenly pressed her lips tightly.

"Still so duplicity."