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Not long after Lu Mingyuan sent Lin Moheng back, he stood up to greet the two old men, so the four of them were left in the greenhouse again.

Whether it was Mr. Lu's business affairs or Mrs. Liu's small details in production, Lin Moheng handled them all with ease.

Only Meng Jiao knew how afraid this guy was of saying the wrong thing. He even kept trying to hold her hand under the table. He looked quite cute as his face was getting redder and redder.

After confirming the kiss with Meng Jiao, Father Lu saw that Lin Moheng had gradually transformed from an admired junior to a member of his family.

So he began to ask about his future plans. Lin Moheng was obviously very happy about this. Maybe it was because of the alcohol, or maybe it was intentional.

"I want to be with Jiaojiao, no matter what I do. I have been trying to work behind the scenes for the past few years. Once the scripts I have taken on are finished, I will find the right time to retire. Then we will do whatever she likes."

Hearing this, Meng Jiao reached out and stroked the hair on his forehead, exposing the hands they had been holding secretly under the table.

"You've had too much to drink. Can I take you back to the guest room?"

Lin Moheng looked at Mr. Lu and the other man, and after getting their approval, he bent down, greeted them, and obediently let Meng Jiao lead him away.

Father Lu couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.

"Alas~ I find that our girl is becoming more and more like you."

On the other side, Lin Moheng, who was following Meng Jiao, walked side by side with her after leaving the flower room.

"Is the baby angry? Or does he still not believe what I just said."

Meng Jiao kept walking. This person even started to stagger as he walked, but he insisted that he was fine.

"I'm not angry. I'll take you back to the guest room and we can talk later."

Lin Moheng frowned. As the evening breeze blew, he seemed to be feeling more and more dizzy.

"But what I said is true, honey, please believe me."

Good job, my wife has come out too. Meng Jiao pulled him to speed up, but he frowned more and more and kept chattering.

"Honey, did you hear me? I'm not drunk. Men only get drunk to a certain extent. I'm acting until you cry, you know? I'm just pretending to be drunk. Tell me you believe me, or I won't leave."

As Lin Moheng said this, he really reached for the handrail of the villa's gate. Meng Jiao was quick-witted and immediately reached out to slap it, frowning and glaring at him.

"I'll count to three. If you don't obey, go back to your own home."

Meng Jiao's attack was not gentle. Lin Moheng gritted his teeth and regained a bit of his senses. He didn't dare to let himself go anymore. He lowered his head and followed her upstairs obediently.

After sending him back to the guest room, Meng Jiao turned around and prepared to help him find a towel, but Lin Moheng, who misunderstood that she was leaving, pulled her back and hugged her tightly.

Lin Moheng sat on the bed, hugged Meng Jiao's waist and put his head close to her belly.

"Baby, I won't drink anymore, really. Don't be angry, okay? I'll be sober soon. I'll be fine soon. Don't leave."

Meng Jiao was stunned for a moment, looking at the perfect face in front of her, who was not as calm and confident as before. The corners of his eyes were red, and his lips were bright, as if he was really drunk. She couldn't help but stroke the corners of his eyes, watching the color gradually spread from white to crimson.

"I'm not angry, but from now on, you are not allowed to drink with anyone other than me, okay?"

Lin Moheng couldn't help but rub his cool fingertips lovingly, his throat was a little hoarse due to the dryness after drinking.

"Okay, whatever Lu Mengjiao says is right."

The short hair on his temples made her palms itch, and Meng Jiao subconsciously followed his childish question,

“Why is everything I say right?”

Even though he couldn't quite get his tongue to stick out, Lin Moheng was still touched by her cute coaxing tone.

"Because you are my baby, my wife, the only one I want, the only one my heart beats for. Honey, I tried so hard today, can you kiss me again?"

Meng Jiao couldn't help but say that the drunk Lin Moheng was so cute. The next second, she leaned over, held his lower lip and kissed it gently.

"Is that right?"

Lin Moheng took the initiative to open his lips to look for her but she dodged him. He eagerly held her close to him, his voice full of grievance and humming.

"No, ahh, don't run."

Meng Jiao wanted to give it to him just to tease him, but he couldn't wait to pick her up, spread her apart (this book is flowing, try to replace sensitive words in the future) T and pressed her on himself anxiously,

As he wished, he pried open the girl's lips and tasted that sweetness. Lin Moheng groaned with satisfaction and pushed her closer to him. Their nipples touched, and uncontrollable desire gradually grew during the long exploration.

With her palms against his burning chest and his comfortable moans in her ears, Meng Jiao tried to get up and leave the growing heat, but he groaned in pleas to stay.

"Well~wife." Lin Moheng couldn't help but call out. Under the constraints of love, his rationality seemed fragile.

Meng Jiao was also uncomfortable. After all, this body was virgin. She could feel the sensitivity and stickiness caused by the system transformation. She turned her face away in annoyance. How could she be the only one to feel such an embarrassment?

Thinking of this, she reached out and pushed someone down on the bed. Before someone could scream, she raised her hand to cover his lips, leaned over and took a sip of the particularly attractive clavicle mole.

Ten slender fingers... (Hey, you guys understand~)

Lin Moheng was still confused when he was pushed down, but when he had never been pushed down by others...

When he was unable to stop his mistress, his mind cleared for a moment.

But...tell him it's all true,

The bed sheets were wrinkled and the finger bones were white...If you just looked at his hand, someone who didn't know him would think he was in great pain.

My breathing became more rapid, but because the little girl's hand was tightly around my neck, I felt it was absurd and exciting.

"Baby, baby, ha~"

Before the white light flashed, he tried to comfort himself that it was just an empty dream, but the smell at the tip of his nose reminded him that everything was real.

"Wuwu... Lu Mengjiao, you are being a hooligan. Tell me right now that you agree to date me, or I will go downstairs and tell my uncle and aunt that you bullied me."

Meng Jiao calmly stood up and walked towards the bathroom. The sound of water splashed past her, and her paws returned to their original state except for the red on her palms.

Seeing her leaving, Lin Moheng quickly grabbed the paper on the side to clean up, then staggered in. Seeing that she was just washing her hands, he stood beside her and looked at her with a wronged look on his face.

[Ah, I really like being played with by my wife, but I absolutely cannot admit it. Otherwise, what should I do if my wife doesn’t acknowledge it later? I have to get the status first. Huhuhuhu~ Oh, that’s not right. Why does my wife do this? ]

Seeing that he was almost guessing about the man next to her, Meng Jiao quickly raised her hand to stop his wild thoughts.

"Lin Moheng, I've never been in a relationship, but do you want to try it with me?"

Lin Moheng, who was already thinking about whether to find a detective, suddenly stopped when he heard this. Without a second's hesitation, he picked her up and walked out. He opened his coat, took out the ring, and put it directly on her hand.

"Yes, but we don't need to try. I can learn anything you want me to do.

How about we have a relationship with the purpose of getting married?"