I won't panic if my house is confiscated and exiled. I'll wipe out all the enemy's tr

A chill hit her chest, and Su Huan trembled suddenly, her long eyelashes blinking in her blurred eyes, her blushing face buried in Mo Yanjue's heart, "What are you looking at?"

Her voice was delicate and soft, and the deliberate coldness and alienation no longer existed. At this time, she was more like before, like a little girl with affectionate eyes.

Mo Yanjue looked at the girl who suddenly thrust into his arms, with a shy and timid little face, and her hot body was burning to the extreme.

"There is a birthmark on your chest...it looks like a flower, very beautiful!"

His voice was hoarse and indescribably sultry, and his scorching gaze seemed to swallow up every expression she had.

Su Huan lowered his eyes and glanced at the messy collar. His red face was about to bleed, "Sometimes it is there, sometimes it is not... It's like a tattoo. What's so good about it?"

Other people's birthmarks were just birthmarks, but hers were clearly visible.

Fortunately, this birthmark did not appear during the physical examination in her previous life. Later, she gradually discovered that only under extremely hot conditions, the pink pattern would slowly appear.

As the body temperature rises, it will become more vivid.

Even in the hot summer, she never dared to wear low-cut clothes for fear of being seen.

Mo Yanjue was the only person who had seen the birthmark on her chest.

"It's beautiful! I like it very much..."

Can't put it down.

The little hand that wanted to cover was clasped by the hot palm and moved away gently. The man's voice was full of lust, and his eyes were as dark as the deep sea swirling with magnetic waves, staring at the flower that bloomed because of him.

The handsome face is close, and the hot lips kiss the phoenix tail mark, and the pink color will become more vivid.

Su Huan's body trembled, her red lips slightly opened, and an unexpected cry came out of her nose.

He raised his hand to stroke Mo Yanjue's wet hair in confusion, and was suddenly pricked by something, "Huh?"

Mo Yanjue looked at her nervously, thinking that his anxious look had hurt her, but he saw an extra waterweed on Su Huan's hand...

"puff!"

Su Huan couldn't help but laugh!

Look at Mo Yanjue's soaked clothes, her own, and her pink and white sheets, pitifully stained with straw-like mud...

"I think you should take a shower first!"

Mo Yanjue's face was embarrassed, and he lowered his eyes and looked... uh...

"bath?"

Su Huan smiled and looked around him with feigned disgust. More than just a straw?

She, a mysophobic person, actually hugged a scarecrow and kissed it for a long time!

"Well! Take a shower first..."

Mo Yanjue adjusted his breathing and breathed out with difficulty, "Okay!"

He is indeed very dirty and cannot bully Su Huan like this. "Where are you going?"

Su Huan took him into the bathroom behind the sliding door and demonstrated how to turn on the faucet and the hot water in the shower room.

Mo Yanjue looked at the magical things in front of him and asked Su Huan in disbelief, "Are these things from the civilized society you mentioned?"

Su Huan nodded without hiding anything, "Yes, isn't it very convenient?"

Mo Yanjue couldn't help but nodded, "Indeed!"

No wonder she seems to love it there!

Even though as the Prince of Dashun, he enjoys the most luxurious and luxurious housing facilities in the country, it is not even half as good as the society Su Huan mentioned.

"You can throw your dirty clothes here later and I'll wash them for you later." Su Huan pointed to a clothes basket and took out a new bath towel from the cabinet. "This is the biggest bath towel for you."

She hung the clean clothes on the wall, "Put on this one, this one is brand new!"

She just saw a set of men's clothing that was simple and elegant in appearance and in a color that matched her skin tone from the items that had been cleared out. She thought that Mo Yanjue might be able to wear it, so she took it out casually.

Who wants to...

"Brand new? Why does it look so familiar?"

The pattern on the neckline is quite similar to the crooked piece embroidered by my mother herself, and she boasted her first-rate embroidery skills.

"Ah?" Su Huan was stunned. Oh no! Couldn't it be that she collected it from the prince's warehouse?

That day, there was no mercy at all.

Not even a piece of cloth was spared!

She was careless. Before taking it out, she should have checked to see if it was the batch collected in the prince's warehouse!

But after all, she was in someone else's tent, so she didn't have time to sort it out, so she simply found a set of men's clothes.

Mo Yanjue narrowed his eyes and curled his lips slightly. He didn't dare to expose her, since they were all his wife's books anyway!

It would be nice to just put it here for her!

Don't be too happy to have a wife who lets Zhang Luo wear whatever he wants.

"Maybe I saw it wrong, men's clothes are all the same!"

In fact, it was much worse. The prince's clothes had special patterns to prevent Su Huan's young mind from being traumatized. Mo Yanjue pretended to say something unintentionally, stretched out his hand and began to untie the belt around his waist...

Get ready to take off your clothes and shower!

"I don't want this set. You don't have to help me wash my clothes. It hurts my hands!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already taken off his robe!

Su Huan had not yet adapted to the degree of intimacy between the two of them, so she was naturally embarrassed to watch the man undress and take off his belt in front of her, especially when Mo Yanjue moved very quickly, and his concave chest muscles popped out from the middle of his unbuttoned shirt...

"You wash up, I'm out!"

"Wait for me! Don't run around!"

Su Huan's face turned red, her energy and blood surged up, and she was interrupted by the straw. She stopped in time, but if she continued...she seemed a little timid!

Mo Yanjue really didn't mean that. He knew that he was wronging her by asking her like this!

But he was just worried that she would disappear like she did before, making him nervous!

The sliding door was slowly closed until the sound of water was heard. Su Huan leaned against the wall and exhaled!

Gently patting her red cheeks, Su Huan pursed her lips and smiled. She admired her courage!

I walked to the bed and changed out the sheets, took out a white set, and arranged them. After a while, there was a crash, and the bathroom door was opened!

Mo Yanjue didn’t know where he learned it from. He had long hair dripping with water, a bath towel wrapped around his waist, and his broad shoulders glowed with a wheat-colored healthy glow. His chest muscles had not been dried yet, and water droplets slid to them. Eight beautiful abdominal muscles, hidden along the mermaid line...

Mom too!

His figure is too good!

Really not inferior to the male models in those magazines!

I don’t know how many times Se Se’s little eyes swayed on her abdominal muscles...

Just listen, snap!

A movie magazine was thrown onto the bed by Mo Yanjue!

"Explain, explain! Who is this man?"

Su Huan's eyelids twitched, and he looked at the magazine where Uncle Fei Xiang was wearing sunglasses, with messy hair, an open collar of his silk shirt, and his chest muscles were clearly visible, with a wild beauty...

Uh……

Su Huan shook his head violently, "I don't know him!"

"Don't know him? Then why secretly keep his portrait?"

Even put it in the bathroom!

In such a private room, she actually...

I'm really pissed off!

Su Huan felt a little wronged. It was just a magazine. He took it casually to pass the time. He flipped through it when he went to the toilet, and then casually put it on the bookshelf next to the toilet...

There were some introductions related to new movies. Su Huan was interested in it and planned to go see it when it was released. Unfortunately, she died before it was released!

Mo Yanjue glanced at the portrait and subconsciously looked at his own.

He admitted that he was not as strong as that man, but he was not bad either! You should hide him!