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

Mo Yao was soundly asleep when he was shaken up by him. He squinted his eyes and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck before he regained consciousness: "What time is it?"

Every time he sees him relying on him so unguardedly and wholeheartedly, Shan Linjia's heart is about to melt, and he can't help but bow his head and kiss his forehead twice: "It's almost nine o'clock, what did you do last night?" What, are you so sleepy?"

"Hmm..." Mo Yao was so sleepy that he didn't want to open his eyes, so he buried his face on his neck and rubbed it: "I accompanied my third brother to sort out the students' materials yesterday, and I didn't go to sleep until after eleven o'clock."

"You don't have to go to class tomorrow, you can have a good rest tonight."

"Okay." Mo Yao replied softly, lying in his arms and giggling.

Shan Linjia patted his butt, hugged him and sat up: "What are you laughing at, wash your feet before going to bed."

"Then wash it for me."

Mo Yao blinked and smiled, he was sure he would not refuse.

Shan Linjia sighed, pretending to be angry and gnashing his teeth in his ear: "Little ancestor."

Kneeling down to take off his shoes and socks, looking at the pair of white feet in his hands, which was in stark contrast to his own big hands that were a little rough and yellowed due to rough work all year round, Shan Linjia pinched the soles of his feet, Smiling and looking up at him: "Daughter-in-law, your feet are so beautiful."

Mo Yao put his hands behind his back, and moved his toes in his palm impatiently: "Hurry up and wash yours, there's so much nonsense."

Shan Linjia looked up at him, and suddenly smiled slyly: "Daughter-in-law, are you ticklish?"

Mo Yao's expression froze for a moment, and he suddenly tried to pull his foot back. Of course, Shan Linjia refused to let him go, and immediately grabbed his foot with more force, and then said with a malicious smile: "Daughter-in-law Son, how about I give you a massage?"

Mo Yao's face changed, and he immediately shook his head vigorously to reject him: "No, I won't bother you, and I don't want you to wash it either, I can do it myself."

Seeing him like this, Shan Linjia was more sure that he was ticklish. The two of them grew up together, and it was the first time that Shan Linjia knew that he was afraid of being touched by others, so he immediately wanted to play tricks on him. , so she held his ankles slightly, stretched out her fingers and scratched the soles of his white and tender feet lightly twice.

Mo Yao immediately yelled "Ah", the expression on his face was both sad and wanted to laugh, and he kept trying to pull his foot back from his hand: "You, let me go quickly, Dajia! Let go of me quickly, ha, ha ha..."

The more he is like this, the more Shan Linjia is reluctant to let go of him. Seeing him flopping around like a fish following his movements, he feels an inexplicable sense of pleasure in his heart, as if at this moment this person is completely complete. It's like it belongs to him, he can control and caress him at will, until he can't stand it and begs for mercy.

Mo Yao was soon exhausted from the torment, panting and half lying on the bed, her feet were still trembling in Shan Linjia's hand, because she was crying and laughing at the same time just now, and her face was swollen. There was a faint blush, and there were still some tears in the eyes, not to mention how delicious it looked.

Shan Linjia narrowed his eyes, let go of his feet and stood up: "Daughter-in-law..."

Mo Yao gasped for breath, kicked him, "Get out!"

Shan Linjia didn't dodge, and took his kick firmly. The pain was painful, but it was not so unbearable. He smiled, and said in a bit of embarrassment: "Daughter-in-law, if you do this again, I'll be really happy." I can't help it."

Mo Yao sat up and looked at him warily: "What do you want?"

Shan Linjia sighed, and sat down frustrated: "Don't you know what I want to do?"

After doing evil just now, it's time to pretend to be pitiful again, Mo Yao pursed her lips, stretched her head and glanced at him, then backed away in a low voice with a blushing face.

"You, why are you up again?"

It's just touching his feet, and he can react like this, abnormal or not abnormal.

Shan Linjia had even more headaches than him, turned around and said in a vicious voice, "If this continues, I won't dare to sleep with you again."

"That can't be done." Mo Yao refused without thinking, changed her miserable expression just now, sat on her knees and hugged his neck from behind and shook: "We haven't slept together for so long, It's hard to be together today, do you have the heart to let me sleep alone, huh?"

After finishing speaking, he intentionally moved close to his ear and blew lightly. Shan Linjia's body trembled unconsciously, and he frowned and looked back at him: "Don't make trouble."

The more he said this, Mo Yao wanted to make a fuss, he smiled and kissed him on the neck, and then deliberately touched his back with both hands, touching his small mouth and saying no Stop: "Why are your muscles so tense? Are you tired from studying recently? Let me give you a massage."

Then, pressing and pressing, he slowly moved from the shoulders to the front, kneading and pinching his small hands along his chest muscles, having a great time playing.

Shan Linjia's eyes turned red, his chest heaved violently, and finally he couldn't take it anymore, he pinched his hand, turned around and pressed him firmly on the bed: "Is it true that you are going to be honest after being fucked?" !"

I don't know why, Mo Yao just likes to see him being so teased that he can't help himself but still can only endure the pain that he can't vent. The more he endures, the happier Mo Yao feels. It's dishonest to lift his legs with a smile clamped around his waist: "Kiss."

Seeing that he has returned to his usual cute and cute appearance in a blink of an eye, it seems that the annoying little fairy just now is not the same as the him in front of him at all.

Shan Linjia sighed, and bit his mouth lightly as if to vent his anger: "Sooner or later, I will swallow you in my stomach."

Mo Yao frowned exaggeratedly on purpose: "I'm still so young, can you do it well?"

Shan Linjia stretched his hands behind and pinched the little feet that he took the opportunity to poke around in his trousers, and said with a wry smile: "You know how to put your feet into a man's place to seduce people at such a young age? Thanks to Cao."

Mo Yao blushed, pretending to show a shy expression: "Then you're crazy."

This baby, Shan Linjia cried out in pain, and simply pulled the quilt next to him to wrap him in it, and then said in a rough voice: "Sleep!"

Mo Yao struggled to reveal her small head: "Are you going to sleep now? Where are you..."

"go to bed!"

Shan Linjia glared at him, and stuffed him in again.

Mo Yao snickered while hiding under the quilt, and rubbed her small face coquettishly against his chest: "I really like you very much."

The bedside lamp was turned off with a "snap", and the room was instantly plunged into a thick darkness. It seemed that the wind had picked up again outside, blowing the roof tiles to whine. Mo Yao listened intently, It took a long time before he spoke softly: "There will be heavy rain tomorrow."

"Ah."

Shan Linjia's hoarse voice came from above his head, and a warm and soft touch fell on his forehead in the next second.

"Go to sleep, dear."

Mo Yao nodded, contentedly curled up in his arms and closed his eyes.

In the early morning of the next day, there was a strong wind and heavy rain. Shan Linjia’s house was an old house a long time ago, and it had not been repaired for many years. Therefore, when encountering such bad weather, some places in the room were prone to water leakage. Often at this time, Chen Rong will mobilize the whole family to take pots and cans to various leaking points in the house to collect water, and every time it is full of water.

Of course, this time was no exception, because she knew that there would be heavy rain today, so Chen Rong put bottles in the kitchen and bedroom where there were frequent leaks last night, and it really came in handy this early in the morning.

Mo Yao lay on the bed and watched the terrifying scene of the storm outside for a while, then looked back at Shan Linjia who had been busy checking the leaks early in the morning, and couldn't help but smile and said: "How many years has it been?" , every time it rains, your family has to be so busy, why don't you take advantage of the time when Uncle Shan is at home to repair the house."

Shan Linjia was still angry when he didn't pay the bill of lading, he threw down the rag in his hand, squatted on the ground and looked back at Mo Yao: "You don't know what my dad usually does, he usually doesn't want to do farm work in the field, don't tell me The house is being refurbished. A few years ago, I kept telling my mother that I would fix it, but she thought that I was young and worried that climbing up and down would be dangerous, so she kept putting it off. Seriously, in two days, I'd better find a few helpers to repair all the places that should be repaired."

"It's okay." Mo Yan nodded, looking at the heavy rain that had been raining outside for almost an hour without any sign of stopping, he couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Will it get wet if it continues to rain? I haven't seen such a rain in a long time." It's raining heavily."

"No." Shan Linjia stood up, raised his hand and took off his rain-soaked undershirt: "This rain is just a shower, and it won't rain much."

"Oh." Mo Yao nodded, watching water droplets continuously slipping from his muscular back, crawled out of the bed excitedly and said, "Come here quickly, your body is covered with water, I'll wipe it off for you."

When Shan Linjia heard his tone, he felt a little apprehensive. This little thing must have become interested in seeing his body again. He never missed the opportunity to tease him, but he was the one who teased him. □I couldn't really do anything to him, but I could only grit my teeth and endure this sweet torture.

"Daughter-in-law." Shan Linjia looked back at him begging for mercy: "I'll wipe it myself, will it work?"

"No." Mo Yao glared at him, paused for a while, then said softly, half shy and half coquettish: "Of course I can only take care of my man's body."

It's over, every time he sacrifices this big killer, Shan Linjia knows that he is hopeless again, although he knows that the shyness and sweetness on his face are all fake, but he just can't turn a blind eye.

To him, Mo Yao like this is like a honey pot full of drugs, even if he knows it is poisonous, if he touches it, he may be doomed, but he is still willing to rush to his side without hesitation.

Not for anything else, just because he is Mo Yao, his wife.

The author has something to say: My old teeth will be smashed if I keep on being sweet 233333