The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Everything you need to know about the situation in the research library is known.

The chief elder and others were controlled by Mo Yanchen's people, and the Tong family temporarily took over everything.

In a villa halfway up the mountain in Haishi.

There was a thin slit in the curtains, and the warmth of the sun outside shone into the bedroom, adding a bit of sunshine to the room.

On the big bed, a small ball was slightly arched under the quilt. It curled up quietly at first, and then slowly wriggled like a small maggot.

After the person huddled twice under the quilt, her fair and slender arms stretched out, and then the girl's little head popped out.

She lazily opened her eyes, turned her head, half-closed her eyes again, and spread her palms. The sunlight fell on her palms, making all the time gentle.

The girl's lips raised in pleasure.

Lifting the quilt, she got out of bed with bare feet and directly opened the entire curtain, looking down through the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

The cloud and mist scenery lingers on the mountainside, and the strands are stirring, which is a hazy beauty.

"He ran away without shoes again."

The bedroom door was pushed open, and the man was wearing dark gray home clothes. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his thin and strong wrists. His features were sharp but gentle, and his deep eyes were filled with starlight.

Mo Yanchen held breakfast in his hand, put the tray on the table, picked up his slippers, walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window, bent down, and placed the shoes at the girl's feet.

"It's easy to catch a cold if the air conditioner is on." The magnetic voice lingered in Su Mucheng's ears, with a gentleness that was unique to him.

The girl turned around, her delicate facial features were stunningly coquettish.

The man's reflection was all in her smiling eyes. She stretched out her hand and the man hugged her. Taking the opportunity, Su Mucheng directly wrapped her legs around Mo Yanchen's waist and her hands around his neck.

"I don't wear shoes." She clucked her feet one by one and her voice was clear and pleasant.

"You." The man chuckled, lightly pecked her cheek, and patted the girl's delicate buttocks, doting and pampering: "Go wash up and have breakfast."

"it is good."

As usual, the man's tall figure was half-leaning against the bathroom door, his head tilted, his eyebrows picturesque, his eye sockets filled with gentle light, watching the girl brush her teeth and wash her face.

It has been three days since I left the research library.

He took her to the villa halfway up the mountain and isolated everything, just the two of them.

Her scratched fingertip has begun to heal, but the final result has not yet come out.

In the past few days, the two of them had a very tacit understanding, without saying a word, and peacefully enjoying the rare world between two people.

Even though she is bare-faced, her face is still eye-catching and beautiful. If you look at the entire entertainment industry, you can't find anyone else.

Every day, he makes her favorite food.

The night after she came out of the research library, the little girl slept in bed all day and night.

She was very tired after being stressed for a long time.

In the past few days, my face has gradually started to turn rosy.

Mo Yanchen pinched her waist and frowned: "Why are you still so thin?"

"Your meat is a bit difficult to maintain." He said in a serious tone.

Su Mucheng paused while drinking the porridge, then opened her eyelids, with an indescribable smile in her peach blossom eyes.

She wiped her mouth, licked her back molars with her tongue, and her breath flowed out.

"Meat, okay."

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, with a small smile wrapped in his eyes, and the stars were shining in the black pupils.

Then, I saw the girl raised her lips like a yuppie, hooked her fingers on the corner of her clothes, and lifted it up.

"Look! All my 20 years of flesh have grown here! It adds up to several kilograms!"

She poked at the soft spots.

Mo Yanchen: "..."

The center of his eyebrows jumped a little uncontrollably, and the fingers hanging on his thighs tightened slightly.

She pursed her lips slightly and looked at the place she poked.

She is thin where she should be thin, and there is meat where she should be. This is probably what she is talking about.

Small waist and beautiful breasts.

The proportions are exceptionally perfect.

She lifted her clothes like this, and the waistband of her casual pants hung loosely on her crotch, revealing her beautiful belly button, perfect waistline, and faintly visible waistcoat line on her abdomen.

The skin is ridiculously white.

The powerful visual conflict made the man's eyes bulge slightly, and he was almost aroused.

His gaze slowly went down from above, landing on the loose waistband of his trousers, and his fingers hanging on his thighs were tapping as if carelessly.

No rules.

Just, I really want to rip off the loose waistband of her pants.

The man lowered his eyebrows, and when he raised them again, he felt extremely horny.

He tugged at the buttonless collar and licked his dry thin lips. His slightly hoarse voice was low and ambiguous, lingering in the bedroom like stereo surround sound.

"Little fairy."

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