The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

His movements were harsher than ever before, as if he wanted to make her feel the strong uneasiness in her heart.

Let her feel it deeply.

She urgently needs to be soothed.

Su Mucheng was also crazy, responding crazily and demanding fiercely.

It was as if she wanted him to blend into her body.

In the room, the atmosphere was getting higher and higher.

The sound of breathing was wheezing.

The two figures were entangled fiercely.

Later, the girl turned over and sat on top.

The semi-dried hair sticks to her face, and her delicate facial features are pure and charming.

The madness started early in the morning and lasted until noon.

But this time, Su Mucheng did not fall asleep.

She lay in his arms, turning sideways, looking at him with her eyes open.

The thin white fingertips traced the man's stunning outline bit by bit.

From the eyebrows to the lips, the fingertips flowed inch by inch.

Emotions surged in his eyes.

She closed her eyes and kissed him with great distress.

Then, enduring the pain in her body, Su Mucheng turned over and got up.

People go to the bathroom to wash up.

When she came out again, she put on black clothes.

He took out a syringe from his backpack, tore it open, then pried open a small medicine bottle, and then injected it with the syringe.

The girl raised her eyes and looked at the man on the bed.

The person who had not slept a wink all night was now sleeping peacefully.

Su Mucheng stood up and walked over, her delicate and cold face expressionless.

The man's arms were exposed on the quilt, her lips were pursed tightly, and her throat was rolling uncontrollably.

The hand holding the syringe trembled slightly.

Finally, she followed the man's veins and plunged in.

There was a sudden stab in the skin and muscle, and Mo Yanchen opened his eyes suddenly, and the girl's face came into view.

And the syringe in her hand.

The man frowned coldly and his voice was still hoarse: "Chengcheng?"

Suddenly, he turned over and grabbed the syringe, holding it in his hand.

The thick ink eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, and they were incredibly scarlet.

"What are you doing?"

Su Mucheng looked at him without avoiding him at all.

Then he curled his lips and smiled, and his eyes moved to the syringe in his hand. There were only a few drops left in it.

Her voice was low and deep: "I have already injected the sedative."

That attitude is quite a bit like you have no idea what to do with me now.

Mo Yanchen stared at her, almost speaking out word by word: "Are you going to do something to me?"

The girl licked her lips and smiled: "Otherwise you wouldn't be good."

She stood up and took out a roll of black Buda from her backpack and opened it. There were acupuncture utensils inside.

Mo Yanchen's pupils trembled and he looked at her.

Some thoughts flashed before his eyes, and the next second, he suddenly opened the quilt and wanted to get up.

As soon as I started to move, my limbs suddenly felt weak and my whole body was weak.

He couldn't even hold his fist firmly.

The tall body fell back heavily.

"Chengcheng..." He stared at her, his voice so hoarse that it made people's hearts tremble.

Su Mucheng sat on the edge of the bed and opened her eyelids to look at him. Deep in her dark eyes, she tried her best to hold back.

"Yan Chen, forgive me."

She took out two thin silver needles and held them between her fingertips.

There was redness under the eyes, and the sockets were sore.

"Grandma's matter happened because of me, you know." She looked at him: "You all know."

"You protect me. Grandma would rather risk her life to keep me safe. Yan Chen, how can I bear it?"

Her voice was choked and trembling, and her delicate eyes were filled with mist.

Mo Yanchen stared at her, his body still struggling violently, the veins and arteries on his temples and neck bulging fiercely.

Gritting his teeth, he spoke with thin lips: "Don't make trouble."

It was obvious that he was resolute and tearful, but his words were almost pleading.

"I won't make trouble, Yan Chen."

The girl held up the silver needle in her hand, and Mo Yanchen almost stared at her.

"What do you want to do!"

At this moment, he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Su Mucheng took the silver needle and inserted it into the acupuncture point on the man's head.

"Su Mucheng!" The man yelled at her with red eyes.

The voice was panicked and chaotic, even with a certain despair.

"Yan Chen, it has always been you who have paid so much for me."

"This time, it's me."

"Chengcheng, don't make trouble and be obedient." He almost begged, feeling extremely panicked: "I will take care of grandma's matter. I have set up a research institute and there will be results soon. Be good and be obedient. Don't Noisy."

Su Mucheng shook her head and said in a calm voice: "You know, the hope of the institute is not great, not to mention, grandma can't afford to wait."

"If I let you sacrifice your life for me, how do you want me to face you? How do I face the people of the Mo family? How do I face myself? How do I get over this hurdle?"

What's more, if she doesn't go back, there will be other people on the elder's side.

This time it was the old lady, but what about next time?

Even if you are powerful, there will be times when loopholes are taken advantage of.

Who will bear the consequences when the time comes?

"Don't worry, I want both grandma and you." The girl pressed her cheek, showing a bit of ruthless aura.

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The author says:

橙橙做选择了。。。(?6?1?0?3?0?7?0?6?6?1?0?6?1?4)