I'm in trouble

The doorbell paused for a moment, then rang again.

Mo Yunshan stared at the small screen, uncertain.

If you don't know someone, you can pretend that you are not at home, but it is a person you have met a few times, it seems a bit strange not to open.

But opening the door is also a bit strange, in case the vixen comes back by chance and sees his wife and suitor alone at home...

Wouldn't it be impossible to wash it off even if you jumped into the Yellow River!

Anyway, no one knew about her marriage to the vixen, even if they were rejected, it would not be her fault.

Mo Yunshan thought about it this way, took a few steps back, and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

A black car approached the illuminated villa and stopped.

The driver got out of the car and went around to open the door, Yin Ruli stepped out with one foot.

It was the end of May, and the wind was very warm at night.

She looked up at the warm yellow light in the room, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

It's not bad to have someone waiting at home.

Mo Yunshan felt uncomfortable hearing the doorbell, so he went to the second floor to hide.

This feeling is like when parents told me not to open the door to strangers when I was a child, but someone kept knocking on the door, which made people's hearts hang in their throats.

She originally wanted to wait for the vixen, but as soon as she touched the pillow, she was controlled by the sleepy bug, and she fell asleep after a few eyelids.Not even a quilt.

I don't know how long it has passed, but there was a faint sound at the door, but she was so sleepy that she lost consciousness within two seconds.

Mo Yunshan felt itchy on the side of his neck, as if a feather was sweeping on it, but it was a little comfortable.

She moved her nose, and the smell of alcohol entered her nostrils.

"You fox spirit, you're back. I wanted to wait for you, but I'm really sleepy." Mo Yunshan tried to open his eyelids twice, gave up, closed his eyes and hooked his late wife's neck.

"Sleeping without a quilt, do you feel like you have a fever again?" Yin Ruli bit the corner of Mo Yunshan's lips, as punishment for disobedience.

"There's a reason for that. I didn't want to go to bed so early. I was putting on a mask, and the doorbell rang, and I just looked to see who knocked. Do you know who it is? Well... came to you, you I must know. What does Zhuang Ning mean by knocking on your door at night? You don’t know that you have some ulterior relationship behind my back, do you?” Mo Yunshan fell into a drowsy sleep, and reported what happened just now. Tell your wife.

Yin Ruli frowned.

It is true that she and Zhuang Ning did not have the friendship of visiting each other's homes at night.

"Have you been drinking?" Mo Yunshan finally opened his heavy eyes, "I'll make you hangover soup."

"No need, I didn't drink much." Yin Ruli kissed the small, dazed eyes, "Go to sleep if you're sleepy."

I don't know if it's because of the alcohol or some other reason, but at this moment she is extraordinarily gentle.

"You are a married person, it would be too pitiful if no one cared about you after drinking." Mo Yunshan poked Yin Ruli's shoulder, "Although you have made me very unhappy these days, but this I'll still do it for you."

Yin Ruli took Mo Yunshan's hand and kissed it, "Then I'll take a shower, be careful not to get burned."

"Understood, you're chatty." Mo Yunshan put his forehead against it, and the corners of his lips curled up, "But I like it when you talk to me, except me, no one can see the way the old fox chatters."

"You're the one who is long-winded!"

Yin Ruli walked away from the bed, took off the shirt that was stained with alcohol, and threw it into the laundry basket at the door of the bathroom.

When Mo Yunshan saw Yin Ruli's butterfly bones, stars stared in his eyes.

Yin Ruli came out of the bathroom, just as Mo Yunshan came in with hangover soup.

She handed the small bowl forward, "I learned it from the video, and I don't know if it's good or not. Anyway, you have to finish it no matter what it tastes like."

Yin Ruli looked down at the soup in the bowl, "This is also a housework."

"What's the point of making soup—" Mo Yunshan suddenly retracted the latter words, almost biting his tongue.

Yin Ruli caught the small bowl, "I'll drink the soup, and you help me dry my hair." He walked to the dressing table and sat down, pinched the handle of the spoon and drank the hot soup in small sips. From his expression, he couldn't tell whether it was delicious or not delicious.

Mo Yunshan followed, bent down and put his arms around Yin Ruli's neck, "I'd better wait until you finish drinking before blowing, otherwise what will happen if your hair flies in? I have worked so hard, I can't waste it."

Yin Ruli didn't refute, just quietly, reflected in the mirror, like an oil painting.

Mo Yunshan touched Yin Ruli's ear with his lips, "Are you a little drunk?"

"No."

"I'm not that easy to deceive, you look like you're a little drunk." Mo Yunshan said softly, "When people are drunk, they like to speak their minds, tell me, do you really want to have sex with me? "

"I want to let you know how powerful it is." Yin Ruli stared straight at Mo Yunshan with a slightly dazed gaze, "I can't even think about it for a month."

"Hurry up and drink, I'll blow your hair after drinking!" Mo Yunshan said angrily, "I found that when we first met you were the most human-looking, elegant and seductive, making your heart itch. Now he's just a big potato in kindergarten, he knows how to find trouble with me all day long!"

Yin Ruli raised her head, "Mrs. Yin, I'm not like you who will be broken when drunk. I will remember all your words when I wake up tomorrow morning."

"If you remember, remember, I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Mo Yunshan coughed a few times guiltily, picked up the hair dryer, and blew wildly at Yin Ruli's head.

Yin Ruli frowned, "I'll do it myself."

"You still hate me when I blow your hair, don't you?" Mo Yunshan ruffled Yin Ruli's hair with his hands, and made her a bird's nest look.

"Mo Yunshan!" Yin Ruli stood up, grabbed Mo Yunshan's wrist, turned the air outlet of the hair dryer to blow on her hair for a while, and the two became the same style of bird's nest hair.

Mo Yunshan grabbed Yin Ruli's ears, wrinkled his nose and said, "You are such a childish ghost!"

Yin Ruli turned around and grabbed Mo Yunshan's ear, "You also know how childish you are, you still do it! Do you know what age you are now?"

"What age? I'm still young!"

In the next second, Mo Yunshan pressed his nose, "With you, I can be childish for the rest of my life."

Yin Ruli was stunned for a moment, then put down the hair dryer in his hand, cupped Mo Yunshan's face and kissed it.

"No!" Mo Yunshan pushed Yin Ruli away.

"What's wrong?" Yin Ruli approached again, wrapping around Mo Yunshan's waist, "Revenge me for not letting you get close a few days ago?"

"You have to dry your hair first." Mo Yunshan pushed Yin Ruli back on the stool, "Otherwise you'll make the pillow wet, and you'll have to find fault tomorrow and let me wash it."

Yin Ruli: "If the bed is stained with other things, you don't need to wash it?"

Mo Yunshan: "Why do you just pick up the yellow trash!"

Yin Ruli: "Has the ground been mopped today?"

Mo Yunshan: "What do you think? I'm not here to be your nanny!"

Yin Ruli: "Cook the hangover soup for 15 minutes and wipe the floor for an hour."

"How can such a big house be cleaned in an hour? The housekeeper I found today cleaned it for three hours!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Yunshan realized that the 15 minutes and one hour mentioned by the vixen might be the time for a certain sport!

"Can you be more perverted?" Mo Yunshan tugged at Yin Ruli's hair, "I don't believe you are really pinching me!"

Yin Ruli shrugged, "Blowing your hair is barely enough, add 10 minutes."

After a while, he said again: "In fact, 25 minutes of high-intensity exercise is already very tiring for ordinary people."

"Don't talk, I don't want to hear it!" Mo Yunshan's teeth were itching, and he couldn't control it a little bit, maybe he would bite down on Yin Ruli's main artery, and die in love at worst!

As it turns out, the real pervert never disappoints.

Mo Yunshan worked hard for a long time, and the stinky fox was not bad for a minute, and it happened to be stuck in the 1th minute to bloom, and fell asleep.She was left hanging there alone, unable to get up or down.

She even wondered if the vixen was counting the time!

Early the next morning, when Mo Yunshan opened his eyes and saw the face in front of him, he was furious.

"You did such a heartless thing last night, how can you still sleep so soundly today! Get up!" She leaned close to Yin Ruli's ear and yelled, determined to make him have a hard time with her.

Yin Ruli seemed to be frightened, his head shrank, and he slowly opened his eyelids, very confused.

Mo Yunshan actually felt that the vixen at the moment...was so cute.

She shook off the dangerous thoughts in her mind, and said indifferently: "Mrs. Mo, if you admit your mistake now, I might consider forgiving what you did to me last night."

Yin Ruli rubbed his face, "I didn't do anything to you last night." He got up and got out of bed, as if he had lost his memory after drinking.

Mo Yunshan flipped over like a carp, caught up with Yin Ruli a few steps, and jumped on Yin Ruli, strangled her neck, "You said last night that you won't be broken after drinking, don't play dumb with me!"

Yin Ruli's waist sank, and in order to prevent his waist from slipping, he had no choice but to support the person on his back with his hands: "Get down!"

Mo Yunshan hung tightly on Yin Ruli's body, and said sharply: "When are you going to be awkward with me, give me a letter. I'm hot and cold all day long, do you think I have a good temper and won't hold grudges?"

"You go down first, your waist can't bear it."

"If you want me to go down, please beg me, before begging me, first apologize for your behavior last night!"

"If you don't want to think about it, get a divorce."

"Do you threaten me?"

"Go down."

"dream!"

The day of the two began again with a quarrel.

Just as she was stumbling, Yin Ruli's cell phone placed by the bed vibrated.

WeChat message: "Mr. Yin, I visited your house last night and no one was there. I wonder if it's convenient today?"