Quick Travel: When the host of Meimeijiao is bound to the birth system

Chapter 510 Eighty: Fatty Beauty vs. the Strongest Officer 16

Grandma Han said with a smile: "Go, go, let's come down and eat together when the meal is ready."

Han Mo looked at Shen Yao and gestured to his hand with his eyes.

Shen Yao understood his eyes and pulled him up with a blushing face.

Han Mo took her to the second floor——

In his room.

When the door lock clicked shut, Shen Yao asked in a low voice: "Aren't you going to show me around? Why did you lock the door?"

Han Mo smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll have plenty of time to look at it later."

After saying that, he took her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her red lips gently, and said softly: "Yao Yao, you are so beautiful today."

Shen Yao buried her head on his chest and said deliberately vaguely: "Is Mei only going to kiss you for such a small amount?"

After she finished speaking, she realized that her words were a bit too proactive, so she quickly shut up and pretended that nothing had happened.

But Han Mo happened to hear every word. His eyes dimmed, he gently lifted her delicate chin with his fingertips, smiled softly, and kissed her heavily.

Gradually...the positions where the two stood also changed step by step.

When Shen Yao was pinched by Han Mo's waist and pressed on the bed for a deep kiss, Shen Yao's consciousness became a little blurred.

She clawed at the skin on the back of his neck, trying to get him to stop kissing him so hard, but failed.

Han Mo didn't know what was wrong with him. As soon as he touched her lips, his body would start to get hot, and his thoughts of possessing and plundering would become more and more intense.

Ten minutes later, Han Mo seemed to have just woken up, slowly released his hold on Shen Yao, and got up from her.

Fortunately, they were just kissing and not doing anything else, so although their clothes were a little wrinkled, they were neatly arranged again.

Han Moqing coughed, lowered his head and looked helplessly at the surging bulge, feeling that he really couldn't withstand Shen Yao's teasing.

But he would have to go downstairs for dinner later, so he had to calm down quickly.

He thought for a while, then walked over and poured two glasses of cold water, handed one to Shen Yao, and drank it himself.

When Shen Yao drank water, she could still taste the aroma of the scented tea she drank downstairs just now in her mouth. Unexpectedly, the fragrance lingered for quite a long time.

Somehow, she suddenly thought of Han Mo's frowning look of displeasure when he was drinking flower tea.

She smiled and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "By the way, Han Mo, you don't seem to like the scent of scented tea?"

Han Mo pursed his lips. The scent of scented tea that was flowing back and forth in his mouth before his tongue was smooth seemed to have... a different charm.

He replied: "Nothing I don't like."

Shen Yao smiled: "Okay, okay."

Han Mo put down the water glass and said, "I'll show you briefly, starting with my room."

Shen Yao stood up from the edge of the bed, looked around the room, and said, "Okay."

When she put down the water glass, she suddenly saw a photo frame on the desk beside the bed.

In that photo frame was Han Mo's own photo.

Judging from the photos, he was probably still very young at that time. The momentum and majesty between his eyebrows and eyes were far less than they are now. It was obvious that he had not experienced much in the world.

Shen Yao found it novel, so she picked it up and looked at it, and asked Han Mo: "How old were you when you took this photo?"

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