I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

Mo Shiyan's face was burning with pain.

He couldn't even remember the last person who dared to touch his face.

Ever since that madman died.

He has not been...

The next moment.

His neck was pressed firmly.

The whole person was forced to pull down.

A gentle and slightly moist kiss with the scent of wine fell on the corner of his lips.

Ming Nuan touched his face with one hand. She was so drunk that she could touch his eyebrows all the way to his nose, feeling his double eyelids that were forced to close his eyes, the high bridge of his nose, and his soft lips.

She stuttered and said: "Okay, it looks good, I like it."

Mo Shiyan's heart beat violently.

Ming Nuan was already wrapped tightly around him like a koala.

Like a shameless flower vine clinging to a tree.

The flower vine is petite and light.

But it made this big tree that should be unbreakable by wind and rain tremble slightly.

He couldn't straighten up, so he simply supported Ming Nuan on him, hugged her whole body, and leaned against the wall.

There was a little scratch on the cheek.

Ming Nuan's fingernails are a bit long.

But the area where he had been kissed was still hot.

"Ming Nuan."

Mo Shiyan's voice was very low, and he bit her ear, "Are you going to slap me and give me a sweet date?"

Mingnuan didn't answer him.

She is now completely immersed in her own world.

He pressed down on Mo Shiyan's waist like a puppy and sniffed his neck gently.

Finally, he smiled like a fox and narrowed his eyes, "Eh~"

The voice was long and lingering, "Are you wearing perfume? You're so sultry~"

Mo Shiyan: "..."

The veins on his forehead jumped instantly, and he gritted his teeth, "What did you say?"

He pinched Ming Nuan's calf and began to exert force unconsciously.

There is a feeling of irritation after having your thoughts and actions revealed.

He doesn't use perfume.

However, since I discovered that I like Mingnuan.

Let people prepare...

As for why to prepare.

The person who cares more will worry about gains and losses and care about details.

Mingnuan will never know.

He signed tens of millions of orders without blinking an eye.

Choose a perfume that she would like to smell, and choose it for an hour.

Mo Shiyan pursed his lips, but the next moment he heard Ming Nuan's voice, which was full of satisfaction.

Her cheek was also pressed against the side of his neck, "It smells good~"

The anger that had just surged up in Mo Shiyan and the disappointment after being poked in the center were instantly healed.

He froze, looked down at Ming Nuan who was clinging to him, and asked softly: "Really? Do you like it?"

Ming Nuan nodded affirmatively.

The tip of his nose moved up and down along the throbbing blood vessels in his neck, "It smells good."

Mo Shiyan leaned against the wall.

He raised his head and let out a chuckle, "I thought you wouldn't be able to smell it."

What he carefully selected that day was more than just a city's roses.

He is looking forward to his lover rubbing her ears and temples together.

When you get close, you can feel his love in the details.

However, Mingnuan hasn't been so close to him for a long time.

He didn't even hold his hand.

"Ming Nuan, you are so." Mo Shiyan couldn't help but gritted his teeth, "Who gets married in a virgin marriage?"

His life is not much better than that of a monk, right?

Mingnuan didn't want to doze off.

She was confused and excited.

I felt a little restless when I was with Mo Shiyan.

"hot……"

I heard the word marriage.

She realized it later, "Ah, yes, I'm married."

She quickly reached out her hand again.

Squeeze out the most important point of attention from your chaotic mind.

He began to touch Mo Shiyan's face along the darkness again.

"so far so good."

After confirming again and again.

Ming Nuan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but pat his heart.

"Not an ugly guy."

Mo Shiyan: "..."

"Stop it."

He sighed.

He hugged Mingnuan tightly and walked to the bed, "It's time for you to rest."

It's early morning.

She makes such a fuss.

I'm just afraid I won't be able to get up tomorrow.

But the talent takes two steps out.

Ming Nuan, who had been obedient just now, jumped up and punched Mo Shiyan hard in the chest.

Mo Shiyan was almost beaten until he coughed.

"Are you crazy?" Mo Shiyan put the person on the bed. He felt that his ribs were about to be broken. He helplessly suppressed the person's moving hands and feet and warned, "Don't let me drink and go crazy!"

He has one head and two heads.

When I blurted out the words 'You're crazy' just now.

He actually subconsciously felt familiar.

Ming Nuan told him many times.

He finally understood a little bit how Ming Nuan felt helpless and speechless when he looked at him occasionally.

It can only be said that things are changing.

"Drunk?" Ming Nuan became even more angry, punching and kicking her, "My mother said I'm still a good kid even after drinking!"

She sounded sincere.

Even a little angry.

It can be seen that this is really how she was taught.

"My mother said that after I fall asleep, I don't do anything except sleep!"

"I'm the best!"

Mo Shiyan: "..." His mother-in-law is so arrogant.

How can we treat this drunken and crazy daughter as a good baby?

Mo Shiyan's face hurt and his chest also hurt.

Just when he was planning to cover her up all night and force Ming Nuan to fall asleep.

Ming Nuan suddenly became quiet.

She slowly raised her head.

The moonlight outside came in.

It fell on Mo Shiyan's face.

She could finally make out an outline.

The Creator shines the moonlight on the face of his most perfect masterpiece.

Ming Nuan raised his head slightly.

This time it’s not the corners of the lips.

The little boy kissed Mo Shiyan on the lips.

"You, you are so beautiful."

Ming Nuan blinked.

But Mo Shiyan was not happy yet.

Ming Nuan said in a 'pretending to be proficient' tone: "Tell me, tell me, how much do you pay per night."

Mo Shiyan's rational nerves were tense and then relaxed, and then relaxed and tense again.

Ming Nuan took out his hand.

Touched his arm.

"Sister, I'm attracted to you."

"Sister likes you."

"You said, sister has a lot of money."

She seemed to have thought of something and whispered in his ear: "I stole Mo Shiyan's money to support you!"

Mo Shiyan: "..."

"No one else."

She stretched out her hand and held Mo Shiyan's neck, "I want you."