After being drunk, I won the most fragrant little wolfdog in the world

"What are you doing?" Qi Wende raised his upper body and turned to look at Qi Hang. He couldn't see the expression behind the mask, but he could tell that his tone was very unhappy.

Qi Hang awkwardly smoothed the bath towel on Qi Wende's body, "The bath towel is curled up, let me tidy it up for you."

Qi Wende said "hmm" through his nose and lay down again. The massage technician was ready.

Qi Hang lay on the bed, wondering if there was any so-called birthmark on his father's buttocks. Could it be that he had made a mistake? Chu Rou's father had really died, but he just looked a lot like his father.

Thinking of this, Qi Hang couldn't help laughing.

Qi Wende's closed eyes slowly opened. There was something wrong with Qi Hang. He had always been mysterious recently and often stared at his face in fascination.

He should find out what Qi Hang is doing!

……

Yuan Qian returned home and heard from the servant that Mo Yan had returned.

This surprised her and also made her a little relieved. At least Mo Yan was not with that woman Jin Na.

Mo Yan basically stayed in the study room and would go back to the bedroom when he was about to go to bed.

Yuan Qian returned to the bedroom and went directly to the bathroom to take a bath.

Today she deliberately put a few drops of rose essential oil in the bathtub and soaked in the fragrant hot water. Yuan Qian closed her eyes and thought about what Chu Rou said in her head.

Should she take the initiative today? Maybe her relationship with Mo Yan could reach a new level.

Yuan Qian came out of the bathroom wearing a bath towel and went to the cloakroom to find what she thought was the sexiest silk suspender pajamas. She had never worn them before, so she kept them at the bottom of the box since she bought them.

The emerald green nightdress looked very white on her body. It had a hollow back and a deep V design on the front. After putting it on, Yuan Qian looked in the mirror and blushed a little.

She looked at the time and saw that Mo Yan still had ten minutes to go back to her room. Yuan Qian lifted the quilt and got into bed and lay down.

Ten minutes later, Mo Yan appeared at the door of the bedroom on time. He had finished washing in the study and came back to sleep.

He opened the quilt and lay down, turned off the light, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

Yuan Qian opened her eyes and sighed in her heart. Sure enough, this man never thought of explaining Jin Na's matter to her.

She lay flat on the bed. After gathering up her courage, she decided to give it a try. She turned her body sideways and rushed towards Mo Yan.

In the darkness, Yuan Qian stared at Mo Yan's profile. From the forehead to the bridge of the nose, from the bridge of the nose to the lip line, every part was like a carefully carved masterpiece, with clear lines, handsome and elegant.

She had fallen in love with Mo Yan, but Mo Yan was very cold to her, and as time went by, her heart also cooled down.

But Chu Rou's words today ignited her fighting spirit again. It turned out that she had never worked hard to change her relationship with Mo Yan.

Thinking of this, Yuan Qian carefully stretched out her hand, placed it on Mo Yan's chest, and inserted it through the gap between the two buttons of her pajamas.

She felt that the gap was a bit small, so she gently unbuttoned a button, which was much more convenient.

Yuan Qian's body was close to Mo Yan, and her chest was pressed against his arm. A small hand was groping around his chest, touching his little bean, and pinching and pulling it with her fingers.

Mo Yan's breathing became erratic. He suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and pressed Yuan Qian under him, his eyes sparkling.

"Want it?"

His voice was low and hoarse.

Yuan Qian felt itchy after hearing this. She bit her lower lip and said "Hmm" with a red face.

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows. Yuan Qian was a little different today. She had never taken the initiative before.

He wanted to take off Yuan Qian's pajamas, but found that the nightgown she wore today was still vacuum inside.

Yuan Qian's smooth skin exuded the fragrance of roses, which made Mo Yan's breathing calmer. He lowered his head and pecked Yuan Qian's lips, "You are very different today."

Yuan Qian's heart was pounding like a deer. She put down her reserve, put her arms around Mo Yan's neck, raised her head and kissed him actively.

The tip of her tongue tentatively entered Mo Yan's mouth, swiping at the edge of her lips.

No one would believe it when she said it. After three years of marriage, she had never kissed Mo Yan deeply. At most, Mo Yan would kiss her briefly when he was in love, and then nothing would happen.

She had never taken the initiative to kiss Mo Yan, not because she didn't like it, but because she was shy and embarrassed.

Yuan Qian had no experience. After taking the first step, she didn’t know what to do next.

Fortunately, Mo Yan reacted, leaned down, and changed from passive to active. His rough tongue swept across her mouth, entangled with the tip of her tongue, exchanging each other's body fluids.

It turned out that this was what kissing felt like. Yuan Qian's breathing became rapid and fire burned in her body. Now she really felt what she wanted.

She arched her waist impatiently, and Mo Yan's hand reached under her, and it was all wet.

Mo Yan let go of her lips, stood up and took off his pajamas and pajamas, and his naked and strong body appeared in front of Yuan Qian.

She squinted her eyes and breathed with her mouth half open. Her nightgown had been pushed onto her chest by Mo Yan, and Mo Yan's hands were kneading her body.

Yuan Qian licked her lips and her voice seemed to be electrified, "Mo Yan, I... feel uncomfortable..."

"This will satisfy you!"

As soon as Mo Yan finished speaking, the cell phone placed by the bedside rang at an inappropriate time.

Mo Yan frowned, who would call so late at night? He wanted to ignore it, but the call showed no intention of stopping.

Yuan Qian turned to look at the lit screen of her mobile phone and said thoughtfully, "Why don't you answer the phone first?"

Mo Yan took a deep breath, got the phone, glanced at the caller on the screen, and answered the call without hesitation, "Hello?"

After hearing what the other person said, Mo Yan frowned even deeper, "I'll be there right now!"

After hanging up the phone, Mo Yan glanced at Yuan Qian on the bed. The lights in the room were turned on and she had covered herself with a quilt. She lowered her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Yuan Qian, I have something urgent and I need to go out for a while."

Yuan Qian raised her head and said softly, "Hmm", with a blush still on her face.

Mo Yan walked into the cloakroom and came out quickly dressed. He walked to the bedroom door, opened the bedroom door, thought for a while, turned around and said to Yuan Qian, "It's Xiaochi who is looking for me. Something happened to him."

Yuan Qian raised her eyes unexpectedly. Was he trying to explain to her? Was he afraid that she would misunderstand?

She smiled happily, nodded, and replied softly, "Be careful when you go out at night."

Mo Yan nodded, left the bedroom, and gently closed the door.

Yuan Qian sat up and covered her face with her hands. It was difficult to break through herself, but it was good to get the result. Maybe she had done something wrong before. The relationship between the two requires the efforts of both parties.

She lifted the quilt, got out of bed and went to the bathroom. The sticky feeling on her lower body made her very uncomfortable and she thought of rinsing it off.

Standing in front of the mirror, Yuan Qian saw the marks left by Mo Yan on her body. The tips of her ears turned red and she stroked her body, looking forward to the coming of the next night.