The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

There is also a cool breeze at night in country M, which makes the branches sway.

Here, Mo Yanchen also has a villa.

On the balcony, Su Mucheng was wearing long-sleeved pajamas, with her hands on the guardrail. The night wind blew the corners of her clothes, making her figure thin and thin.

With a heavy weight on her shoulders, she turned around and saw Mo Yanchen taking a coat and helping her put it on.

He held her hand, which was quite cold, and put it into his pocket to warm her up.

The other hand rubbed her hair and smiled: "Why are you standing here in a daze?"

"I'm thinking about things."

Su Mucheng simply leaned her entire body weight on Mo Yanchen, nestling in his arms as if she had no bones.

The man kissed her hair, hugged her tightly, and asked her what she was thinking.

Su Mucheng frowned and asked, "Later, how did you handle Fan Tian's situation?"

After waking up, she knew that Mo Huaiyang was killed by him personally, but Fan Tian heard no movement.

"What doubts do you have?"

Su Mucheng didn't turn around and said directly: "I suspect that the snipers at the Presidential Palace today may be Fan Tian's people."

"uncertain."

When Fan Tian was mentioned, Mo Yanchen's eyes suddenly became a little more emotional. A year ago, when he was cleaning up the area of ​​influence, he saw the complexity and heartache in Fan Tian's eyes.

Yes, it's heartache.

As a man, there are some things you can spot at a glance.

He seemed to be attracted to his baby.

But he had no intention of telling her this.

Therefore, judging from the target of today's sniper shooting, it should not be Fan Tian.

At that time, she was in a vegetative state. He only used the most brutal method to bloodbath the area of ​​influence without going to kill the people himself.

The people under his command reported that Fan Zhong, Fan Tian's adoptive father, took advantage of the terrain and escaped.

And Fan Tian was nowhere to be found.

Therefore, he guessed that the person behind it should be Fan Zhong.

After all, Fan Zhong has almost a monopoly on power in country M. He will definitely not be willing to be moved by Mo Yanchen like this.

It’s been more than a year, and it’s time to recuperate and wait for the opportunity.

Su Mucheng suddenly opened her eyelids, looked up, and narrowed her eyes slightly: "Why do I always feel that you seem to be particularly calm about some things?"

For example, when the woman who looked so much like her appeared, he didn't make any move.

For another example, today's matter, he calmly denied that it had nothing to do with Fan Tian.

Mo Yanchen lowered his head, kissed her face, and smiled in her ear: "You will always be the only one who can knock me down."

Tsk one by one

The flirtatious words come as they come.

But, it sounds really good.

As a reward, Su Mucheng hooked the man's neck and gave him a French kiss.

After Mo Yanchen's eyes turned red, she smiled successfully: "I am still your armor."

Mo Yanchen tightened his hold on Su Mucheng's small waist, his Adam's apple rolled down, and he felt like a prairie fire. His voice became slightly hoarse: "I want to take off my armor first."

Su Mucheng glanced at him sideways: "He knows how to be pornographic!"

"Huh?" Mo Yanchen glanced at her coat, with a particularly innocent expression: "You don't need to take off this coat when you go to bed?"

"Still," he said in a provocative tone: "Do you want me to take off more of my clothes?"

Su Mucheng: "..."

Expressionless: "Don't be coquettish."

The man buried his head in her neck, and his low and trembling laughter could be heard. He was so wild and wild: "I'm not coquettish, I'm hungry, and I want to have a midnight snack."

He added: "I want meat."

Su Mucheng: "..."

***

the other side.

Hang Ti was so angry that she was about to jump off the building.

This is the nth time I rolled my eyes.

"Jiang Ze, are you finished?!"

In the middle of the night, she didn't sleep, so she ran to the door of her room and squatted.

And he was dressed so damn cool!

There was a pair of big shorts hanging all over his body, in a casual style.

The entire upper body is exposed.

This is late autumn!

Do you deserve to be so coquettish?

Unlike Hang Ti's explosive hair, Jiang Ze was very calm. He set up a sofa at the door and lay there, with his long and straight legs draped on it wantonly and one arm on the sofa, so lazy.

He gave his reason righteously: "If you don't keep your guard up, you'll run away again. Where can I find someone else?"

Hang Timo's traces are outstanding, as if they disappeared.

Hang Ti: "......"

What about the knife?

Where is her knife?

Taking a deep breath, Hang Ti tried to control her temper and try not to get angry. If she gets too angry, she will easily get breast cancer if she holds it back. Her pair of such beautiful breasts cannot be wasted.

"Then you go and guard outside the door."

"That won't work." He laughed: "What if you jump out of the window inside?"

Fuck me!

Keep your breasts in shape!Keep your breasts in shape!Keep your breasts in shape!

not angry!

Hang Ti looked around, grabbed a pillow and hit Jiang Ze on the head: "Believe it or not, I will sue you for breaking into the boudoir!"