The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

After returning home, Su Mucheng sat cross-legged on the sofa with milk in her arms and played on the computer.

Mo Yanchen, who was dressed in gray home clothes, had lost his cold and distant aura, and even his delicate facial features were soft. Thinking of being at the police station today... He squinted slightly and walked to the little girl and sat down next to him.

On her computer screen are pictures of shapes.

"Orange."

"Ok?"

Su Mucheng turned her head subconsciously and ran into the man's deep black pupils.

"what's wrong?"

Mo Yanchen raised his hand and pinched the back of her neck, smiling: "Instead of calling me immediately, you went to find someone else, huh?"

"(⊙o⊙) what?"

Su Mucheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Oh! What are you talking about?"

"I didn't come looking for him."

He was still smiling, but his hand pinched the back of her neck slightly harder.

Su Mucheng: "..."

She really wasn't the one to find him, and she didn't even know what was going on.

On the way to the police station, she happened to overhear a message asking her while playing on her mobile phone, and she casually said that she was going to the police station for tea.

Later, I listened to her reply and said he would make arrangements.

It must have been a matter of listening in.

"What? Are you jealous?"

The man chuckled and squeezed harder. Su Mucheng couldn't help but shrink her neck.

"You're quite capable. Why don't you use such a big backer and find someone else? Huh?"

Su Mucheng keenly heard his elongated ending, which was a signal of danger!

She immediately opened her eyes wide, straightened her body, and stared at Mo Yanchen with her delicate eyebrows. She raised her hands very solemnly: "I swear! This matter has nothing to do with me!"

Maybe she raised her voice a little too loudly, straining her throat. She raised her head and took a big sip of milk. Pure white milk stains stained her pink lips. Su Mucheng instinctively stretched out her tongue and licked it around deftly. , search out the milk stains.

Mo Yanchen's eyes suddenly darkened. His eyes followed the movements of Su Mucheng's tongue. His throat rolled uncontrollably, and even the hand on the back of her neck stopped.

"Chengcheng." His voice was hoarse.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

He tapped his chin: "You finish the milk first."

"Oh..." Su Mucheng raised her eyebrows, then obediently picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp.

It's a big mouth, and there are more milk stains on the lips.

Mo Yanchen's eyes began to turn dark red, and his fingers couldn't help but tighten.

Su Mucheng stuck out her tongue to lick it like before.

"Well……"

As soon as she opened her mouth, the man grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her into his arms. He tilted his head and directly intercepted her tongue.

He took her to his own territory, and his tongue helped her clean up the milk stains, bit by bit, and she was so intoxicated.

Su Mucheng: "..."

Man, you are quite good at it.

Her delicate eyes narrowed slightly, and she grabbed his clothes with her little hands, causing them to wrinkle.

The housekeeper who was about to come to the living room: "...?"

Whoops!

Today's young people are so immoderate.

But the corner of his mouth that couldn't stop rising jumped higher and higher.

After the kiss, Su Mucheng still grabbed Mo Yanchen's clothes and didn't let go.

The corners of her delicate eyes were raised upward, the corners of her lips were hooked, exuding an evil aura, and her black and white eyes slowly moved down from Mo Yanchen's handsome face to his body.

He chuckled secretly: "Trick me into drinking milk...did you think of this?"

Mo Yanchen: "..."

The man slowly closed his eyes and put his fingers between his eyebrows. Apparently he didn't expect the little girl to say it so frankly.

Yes, he...did think of that.

Including now, he was stared at by the little girl's unabashed eyes, and the place where he had been standing was now even harder.

"Little bastard."

The man opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with a different kind of red. He followed Su Mucheng's hand that was holding his clothes, and with a strong force, he pressed his body towards her, with his arms supporting her sides and above her.

Su Mucheng could clearly see the raised veins on his forehead, and his deeply carved eyebrows were so beautiful.

The corners of her sexy lips were raised in an evil way, and her knowing eyes were staring closely at the little girl's delicate and beautiful face.

He raised his right hand and reached into the back of her neck, supporting her with his palm.

The low and hoarse voice was extremely ambiguous: "Little rascal, you know you have to be responsible if you flirt with me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head and captured the seductive lips with his palms.

Until she felt a chill coming from her body, Su Mucheng blushed and huddled in the man's arms, saying in a low voice, "Let's go to the bedroom."

Her smooth shoulders were exposed and cold, but her chest was quite warm.

Su Mucheng stared at the big hand holding her and cursed softly: "Fuck!"

"Mo Yanchen, please be honest with me!"

The man smiled lowly: "How about you catch me too?"

Su Mucheng: "..."