On how women's clothing bosses break the male gods

An Chengfeng hastily put his hands against Jiang Mo, his skin turned pale pink in shame and anger.

"Ginger...Jiang Mo!"

He reminded Jiang Mo that he wanted him to get off him, but who knew that Jiang Mo rubbed his waist directly, and the two of them stuck closer in an instant.

An Chengfeng was so startled that he groaned unexpectedly, bent his legs and wanted to struggle for a while, but he couldn't let go because he was held down by Jiang Mo.

"Don't move." Jiang Mo shackles his wrists, just like last night, but did nothing, just buried his face in his neck, panting slightly, waiting for the physiological reaction to subside automatically.

This posture inevitably reminded An Chengfeng of what happened last night.

There is a question. In fact, he really wanted to ask Jiang Mo, but he was afraid that once he opened his mouth, would there be any bad consequences, such as... being disgusted by Jiang Mo?

After a while of silence, the room was silent except for the heartbeat of the two of them beating like a drum.

After hesitating for a long time, An Chengfeng slowly stretched out his hand, hugged Jiang Mo's fluffy head around his neck, and asked carefully: "Jiang...Jiang Mo, I have something to ask you..."

"Suck." Jiang Mo couldn't help himself, and branded a mark on his neck before replying dully, "You ask."

"You...you know, right?" Xu was afraid that he didn't express clearly, so An Chengfeng hurriedly added, "It's just...it's about my body..."

Although he was dizzy and dazed last night, he could still clearly feel that when Jiang Mo's hand touched his lower body, he paused for a long time before continuing to move...

In other words, in fact, Jiang Mo already knew in his heart that his body was different from ordinary people, but not only did he continue to do it nonchalantly last night, until today, when the two of them looked at each other just now, he didn't say anything about it. thing.

To be honest, in this situation, it is the safest way for An Chengfeng to pretend to be stupid and never mention anything about his body.

However, he felt that there would be a day when this matter would be revealed. Instead of turning it into a pimple that would annoy him and Jiang Mo in the future, it would be better to speak out now.

Whether he doesn't care about continuing to be together, or just separate, the choice is in Jiang Mo's hands, and he has the right to choose.

Thinking of this, An Chengfeng seemed to suddenly gain courage. He looked at the ceiling with wide eyes, took a few quick breaths nervously, and continued to ask: "I'm actually different from normal people, you already know it?"

As soon as he finished asking this sentence, he could clearly feel that Jiang Mo's body covering him was obviously stiff, and his breathing seemed to be holding, and it was much lighter.

An Chengfeng's heart was instantly overwhelmed by overwhelming disappointment.

He wanted to tell himself, it's okay, didn't he already plan for the worst?

He wanted to comfort himself, Jiang Mo's reaction was natural, he was a monster, not worthy, and not worthy of such a good Jiang Mo.

That's what he thought rationally, but the bitterness deep in his heart quickly spread to every corner of his body.

Sure enough, no matter how many layers of psychological construction he did, he couldn't deal with the consequences as calmly as he appeared on the surface.

His eyes were sore, An Chengfeng almost cried, and sucked his nose pitifully.

Jiang Mo raised his head and saw his appearance as if he had been greatly wronged, so he knew that this little fool must be thinking wildly again, so he couldn't help but sighed, and covered An Chengfeng's eye sockets with his slender fingers, and gently wiped his eyes. To remove the teardrops that cannot be shed from the corners of the eyes.

When a child is about to cry, the more he cannot be coaxed, the more he is wronged and the more he wants to cry. This theorem is also applicable to adults.

An Chengfeng didn't want to cry at first, but when Jiang Mo suddenly touched him so lightly, the tears couldn't be controlled, streaming down the corners of his eyes, soaking his temple hair, and sobbing, how embarrassing he was .

"Fool, why are you crying?" Jiang Mo watched him cry, feeling uncomfortable, as if the outlet of his breath was suddenly blocked by something, feeling stuffy.

He was also not good at comforting people, so he could only clumsily pull out a few sheets of paper from the bedside table to wipe away An Chengfeng's tears, and then shed and wiped again.

"Wuuuu Jiang Mo, tell me the truth, do you...do you dislike me? Think I'm disgusting?" An Chengfeng sobbed, his face was covered with tears, and he hiccupped from time to time. It's poor.

"No, no, no!" Jiang Mo didn't have that kind of thought at the moment, and hurriedly denied it, frowning deeply, "What are you thinking about in your little head, how could I hate you?"

"……real?"

Jiang Mo sighed softly again, lay down next to An Chengfeng again, faced him, and looked at each other. His eyes were very clear and calm, and there was really no hint of disgust at all.

It's amazing, being watched like this, An Chengfeng's mood gradually calmed down, except for the lingering aftercry of crying and hiccups from time to time.

"Chengfeng, listen carefully, you are the one who pretended to be An'an, you are the one who bent me, and you are the one who has a different body from ordinary people. I accept all these, but I, Jiang Mo, like you, it is you. People, not what kind of you, understand?"

This is definitely the longest sentence Jiang Mo and An Chengfeng have said since they were together, and it is also the longest sentence Jiang Mo comforted him.

As if some magical power had been cast, An Chengfeng felt warm in his heart, blinked his wet eyes, and couldn't help but bury his head in Jiang Mo's arms in shame, making Jiang Mo dumbfounded.

He raised his hand and rubbed An Chengfeng's exposed head until his hair was rubbed like a chicken coop, then he stopped in satisfaction, and said with a low laugh, "Why are you still pushing people? With the little one Like a pig."

"Hmm~"

An Chengfeng hugged Jiang Mo's waist, with his ear facing his chest, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat, his face turned red.

Jiang Mo really doesn't dislike him...

Even though he was different from ordinary people, Jiang Mo didn't dislike him...

hehe~~

After figuring this out, An Chengfeng laughed foolishly, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth, which couldn't be stopped.

And before he could feel complacent, a familiar hot tide suddenly surged under his body, and soon, his legs were wet...

An Chengfeng's body froze, big... auntie came.

The big aunt's visit came at a very bad time, and he and Jiang Mo were still sticking together at the moment, so it was inevitable that some of them would be put on Jiang Mo...

He was a little embarrassed, and looked up at Jiang Mo embarrassingly: "Jiang...Jiang Mo, my aunt seems to be here..."

"Where... huh?" Jiang Mo didn't realize it at first, but when he realized what An Chengfeng meant, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, and he even twitched slightly.