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

The more fierce she was, the more oppressive Mo Junzhe felt.

Obviously the two of them didn't have any physical contact, but the man's silent breath was enough to make her breathless.

"So, I'm the only one you've ever been tempted by."

Bai Xiran choked for breath and stood there in a daze.

The man's eyes narrowed, and he pinched her chin with his long fingers to force her to raise her head, insisting that she face him squarely.

For a moment, Bai Xiran's heart was beating like a drum, and when he met those bottomless black eyes, he subconsciously recognized them and opened them.

"Mo Junzhe...I, I don't want to quarrel with you." She finally gave in, her voice was soft and soft, with a hint of anxiety.

The man took advantage of the situation and grabbed her in his arms, gently smelling the fragrance of her body, and the violent breath just now gradually subsided.

Instead, she whispered two words in her ear, "Not noisy."

Bai Xiran only felt that the earlobe was hot.

When he speaks, he always retains his previous habit, he likes to speak in a low voice next to her ear, and his breath always enters the cochlea inadvertently...

Even, her lips would occasionally touch her earlobe.

Her body trembled suddenly, her mind was almost lost, so she could only push the person away, her face was red and her head was lowered, her breathing was rapid and tense, "Xiaobao is asleep, you... you go to the room quickly."

"Okay." It was rare for Mo Junzhe to be so obedient, and he quickly let go of his hand and watched her go to another room.

until the door closes.

Mo Junzhe turned around slowly, and returned to the next room very gently.

The bed was slightly sinking.

The little guy turned over and looked at him with big eyes.

"Woke you up?" The man relaxed his movements and helped him adjust his posture and lie down again.

But Mo Xiaobao sighed in disgust, and kicked the quilt with his hands and feet, "I thought it was sleeping with Ranran, but I didn't expect it to be Dad..."

Mo Junzhe's Adam's apple rolled a few times, allowing him to shrink back and forth in the quilt, shrinking to his side.

The little guy found a comfortable position, yawned gracefully, and suddenly buried himself on the side of his arm, speaking softly, "Father, you really like Ranran, don't you?"

The man's body was slightly stiff, and his black eyes drooped a little, "What do you say?"

"Actually, I have already discovered that you look at Ranran differently from other women. And...and you let me live in the master bedroom."

He has lived with this unpredictable bad father for a long time, so he has naturally observed more carefully, and he has already come to a conclusion in his heart.

Naturally, the most convincing point was that he found that his father always liked to stare at Ranran, with those sticky eyes in TV dramas.

Mo Junzhe snorted coldly, and turned off the remaining bedside lamp, "Sleep."

……

A good night's sleep.

It was already nine o'clock when Bai Xiran woke up, and when he walked out of the room, he saw the morning breeze hanging from the open window, and the white gauze curtain was drawn up.

And the door of the next room was open, and one could see at a glance that the quilt on the bed was extremely neatly folded, and no one was there.

She looked around, and finally saw the slender figure coming out of the bathroom.

Mo Junzhe wiped the moisture off his body, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Morning."

Bai Xiyan's eyes could hardly be moved away.

As for the appearance of this man taking a bath, she has seen it countless times, and it is said that he has already developed immunity to such a handsome man taking a bath.

But even so.

The man was wearing a clean white shirt at this time, the neckline was slightly open, revealing his thin and distinct skin, and his short wet hair hung down on his forehead, dripping a drop of water...