What should I do if I found my aunt's towel in Zhuma's schoolbag?

The two quarreled downstairs for a while, until Mo Yao begged for mercy and Shan Linjia was willing to let him go. Looking at the little thing lying on the sofa with the appearance of being raped in every possible way, Shan Linjia was in a depressed mood. After sweeping away, he stood up and stretched his muscles and bones: "Okay, I'm going to cook, you can watch TV first and wait, it will be fine in a while."

Mo Yao lay on the sofa and looked at his back, and happily replied: "Okay."

After dinner, Mo Yao said he was going to take a bath, and Shan Linjia went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes as usual, and the little thing took his pajamas and ran to the kitchen to tease him: "Would you like to wash with me? I'll rub your back for you." .”

Shan Linjia twitched the corner of his mouth, picked up the water in the pool and sprinkled it on him: "Be careful, I'll rub the skin off your back!"

"You think of yourself as a black-hearted stepmother."

Mo Yao shrugged her shoulders and snickered, picked up her clothes and went to the bathroom humming a little song in a good mood.

After he took a shower, Shan Linjia had already cleaned up the kitchen, and the living room was quiet. With his ears pricked up, he seemed to be able to hear a little movement upstairs, and hurried upstairs.

As expected, Shan Linjia was cleaning up the mess left by Li Yiming and the others in the bedroom today. There were exercise books here and there, and many snacks and comic books scattered on the floor. Seeing him so virtuous and big, he messed up the original mess. The bedroom was tidy and clean again, not to mention how funny this scene is.

Mo Yao leaned against the door frame and didn't go in, just staring at his busy figure: "You pack it up now, they will still turn you into a pig's nest when they come tomorrow, maybe it will be even more messy than it is now .”

"That needs to be cleaned up." Shan Linjia replied without raising his head: "You like to be clean, and you will definitely sleep uncomfortable looking at this pile of things at night."

Mo Yao's heart warmed when he heard this. Although Shan Linjia was big, he was really considerate in some aspects, which made people a little touched.

Seeing that he had cleaned up his feet, Mo Yao slipped in on tiptoe like a kitten, threw off his slippers and jumped onto the bed with all his might, then hugged the pillow to cover most of his face: "Today, do you really want to Sleep at my house."

Shan Linjia heard his buzzing voice, and looked back at his two big eyes that were only exposed: "Are you trying to drive me home now?"

Mo Yao hurriedly shook her head, shook off the pillow and crawled over to grab his arm: "I want you to sleep with me."

After speaking, she seemed to feel too intimate again, her little face turned pink, and she said a little embarrassedly: "Well, it's just a normal sleep, since last winter, we haven't slept together for a long time."

Shan Linjia smiled, and raised his hand to rub his hair: "I'll take a shower first, or will you sleep with me covered in sweat?"

"Who wants to sleep with you, shameless."

Mo Yao stuck out her tongue, fell back on the bed and looked at him like an old man: "Little Jiazi, hurry up, come and serve me after washing."

Who knew that Shan Linjia suddenly smiled at him inexplicably after hearing this: "Your Majesty, is it Dajia or Xiaojia? Just make sure after I take a shower."

After finishing speaking, he walked out with a face full of blood.

Mo Yao lay on the bed for a while, and it took him a long time to realize what he meant. He sat up from the bed with a red face, and shouted at the closed door: "You shameless rascal!"

Sure enough, Shan Linjia's undisguised laughter came from outside: "Daughter-in-law, you are so simple."

Mo Yao's face was flushed with anger, and she hugged the pillow in her arms hard.

Shan Linjia took a shower very quickly, and came out directly after taking a shower, because he didn't have any clothes to change, so he was still wearing Su Chi's pajamas that Mo Yao had prepared for him.

Su Chi is about the same size as him, but much thinner, so the clothes that fit Su Chi's body just right look a little ridiculous when worn on him. Not only is he a little smaller, but his pectoral muscles are also tight , it looks as if it is about to explode at any time.

As soon as he pushed the door open, Mo Yao couldn't help but patted the quilt and laughed wildly, and took out his mobile phone to take pictures at him non-stop: "It's so funny haha, I'm going to take a picture and show it to Lao Qin and the others tomorrow, it will definitely make them laugh. "

Shan Linjia looked at him with black eyes, and simply took off his shirt and threw it aside: "Next time, I'd better prepare some clothes at your house, and I won't find them when I can save them."

Mo Yao laughed until tears came out, picked up the clothes he threw on the bed and looked at them: "You have stretched them all, my uncle is so obsessed with cleanliness, he will never want these clothes again."

"Then what should we do? Uncle Beauty won't be angry, or I will pay him back."

"Forget it, what are you paying for, he doesn't lack this piece of clothing." Mo Yao threw the clothes aside again: "Besides, don't look at these clothes as unremarkable, they are actually famous brands that you have never heard of. If you really want to pay, you really may not be able to afford it.”

"Yes, yes, you are rich and powerful, how can poor people like us compare?"

Shan Linjia sat down on the bed, took a towel and wiped his half-dried hair.

Mo Yao looked at his back, because he took off his shirt, his broad back became stronger and stronger, and all that came to his face was sex and sexy masculinity.

Mo Yao swallowed, raised her toes and tapped his waist: "Are you angry?"

Shan Linjia was shaken by his movements, and warned him helplessly: "Don't move around."

Mo Yao didn't listen to him, and twirled his thumbs in circles in the chocolate-colored waist, and deliberately slowly explored the bottom waist of his trousers.

If you want to watch him, you will pick up the hem of your trousers and stick your thumb to a more secret place inside. Mo Yao is more playful, deliberately poking his toes down even more boldly with a smirk. When the entire sole of his foot was stretched in, Shan Linjia suddenly grabbed his sole and turned around suddenly, throwing him down like a cheetah.

This series of movements took less than three seconds, Mo Yao didn't even have time to blink his eyes, and his whole body was crushed on the bed by his sharp claws.

Shan Linjia deliberately approached him, raised his hand to touch his face with dangerous eyes: "Are you still making trouble?"

Mo Yao swallowed her saliva, and puffed her chest out of fear of death: "What's wrong with me, I even said that I want to find a girlfriend, I can't afford to make such a joke, which girl would like to date you in the future."

Shan Linjia was stunned, as if he didn't expect that he would suddenly bring up the topic of girls, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the person below him with a complicated expression.

After a while, he suddenly let out a deep and meaningful sigh, then let go of him and sat up: "Fate comes and it can't be stopped, and then there's no way I can control it so much."

Mo Yao thumped the pillow next to him angrily: "Is that why you want to have a girlfriend?"

Shan Linjia smiled and shook his head: "It's not a question of whether you want to or not, just let nature take its course."

His answer really made Mo Yao heave a sigh of relief, he picked up another pillow and threw it on Shan Linjia's back: "Sleep."

"it is good."

Shan Linjia touched his already dry hair, threw the towel aside, then raised his hand and turned off the small lamp on the bedside table.

The room was instantly plunged into thick darkness, listening to each other's rhythmic breathing in the silent air, Mo Yao blinked, and carefully rubbed to the side.

"Why don't you talk? Are you sleepy?"

"No."

Shan Linjia answered him softly, and there was the sound of clothes rubbing against each other in the darkness, and Mo Yao felt that he seemed to have turned over to face him.

So he also pretended to casually rub against him a little bit: "Let's chat if we're not asleep, I'm not sleepy at all now, I can't sleep."

"Okay, what does my wife want to talk about?" Shan Linjia's voice rang in his ears, because it was in the dark, the two unconsciously lowered their voices, it sounded like they were hiding under the covers when they were young Whispering children.

Mo Yao couldn't help laughing softly because of this association, and raised his hand habitually to pinch the corner of his clothes, but what he touched was smooth and warm skin.

It was only then that he remembered that Shan Linjia had already taken off his pajamas and threw them away because of his ridicule, so now he is sleeping with Shan Linjia, who is naked on his upper body.

Thinking of this, Mo Yao's face couldn't help but feel a little hot in the dark, he coughed, and simply put his hand on his muscular and powerful arm and squeezed it hard: "Ah, suddenly I really want to have such a hard arm. My pillow, I sleep on this kind of soft silk cotton pillow every day, it makes my neck hurt."

How could it be possible that Shan Linjia, who has eaten all his routines for so many years, didn't know what he meant by saying this, he stretched out his arm with a smile, and patted it very generously: "Come on, you can sleep as long as you want." How about a pillow, just don’t drool on it.”

"You're the one drooling."

Mo Yao even complained with a contented smile, and immediately threw away the pillow in his arms, and jumped into his arms with an "ow" like a little wolf cub.

Pillowing on his stiff arm, his steady and powerful heartbeat can be heard next to his ears, and the two of them are skin to skin, as close as they should be as one.

It was at this time that Mo Yao especially thanked the beautiful uncle for installing an air conditioner in his room, otherwise the summer heat would be too hot, how could he still be able to hug him.

Satisfied, Mo Yan pressed his face against his chest, lazily huddled in his arms like a kitten, and Shan Linjia bent his arms and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"I'm satisfied now, go to sleep now."

"Well, you can't take your hand back..."

"it is good."

"It doesn't work when you go to the toilet..."

"……it is good."

"I'm lying to you, but you still have to let me sleep after going to the toilet..."

"……it is good."

"I slept……"

"Well, go to sleep."

Before going to sleep, Mo Yao thought in a daze, in fact, Dajia's arm was hard to rest on, it was uncomfortable at all, it made his head hurt, but he just liked it, as long as it was Dajia's arm, no matter how hard it was, he would Want a pillow...