Bend yourself and the great God HE

That night, Qi Minghao drank Moran a lot, and Qiao Yun talked a lot.

The two blushed from beginning to end.

After finally sending away the chattering "bad friend", Qiao Yun was about to clean up the dishes, but Mo Ran dragged him into the living room and pushed him to sit on the sofa.

"You are the birthday star, you sit, and I'll take care of the rest." Mo Ran said with a strong smell of alcohol.

Qiao Yun blinked, stretched out his hand and asked him, "What is this?"

Mo Ran was amused: "You're fooling the kids, hands."

"No." Qiao Yun sat down for him, without knowing it, "Sit honestly for me."

Before he took two steps, he fell and fell into the arms of the Great God.

"I'll go, you sit." Mo Ran said, but he didn't mean to get his butt off the sofa.

Qiao Yun turned his head to look at Mo Ran, his face was as if he had blush on his face, seemingly drunk but not drunk.

Observe for a few seconds——

"Okay, then you go." Qiao Yun lifted his jaw, and he sat on the lap of the Great God without moving.

Mo Ran grinned, wrapped his hands around his waist, and rubbed his face against his clothes, "It's been seen, well, I just thought, or we don't go, and we'll do it tomorrow."

"..."

Small sample, cheating and pretending, Qiao Yun squinted at him.

"Then what do you want to do, just tell me."

Uh, Mo Ran rubbed his clothes twice again, "Whatever, I'll just hug you and hold the truth."

Qiao Yun seemed speechless.

This is the second time he has seen the great master drink too much alcohol, and he has gone crazy again.

Holding up the godly face, Qiao Yun lowered his head and responded with the tip of his nose, "It's okay if you don't do it, I'll call a cleaning lady to clean it up, you go to bed."

Mo Ran still shook his head, scratching the tip of his nose, "No."

This is funny, the master is like a child after drinking, do you need to be coaxed?

"Be good." Qiao Yun gently pecked Mo Ran's lips in a coaxing way, "I'll do it here, you go take a shower, and go to bed after washing, don't stay up late tonight, eh?"

How could Mo Ran stay up late on such an important day?But lip touch was not enough, he seized the opportunity and wanted to kiss the baby hard.

From the moment Qi Minghao started to challenge, Mo Ran could see the other party's intentions.

Brother Hao is not a bad person, nor is he a simple mother-in-law, he is just supporting Qiao Yun.

Mo Ran was very happy.

Originally, he planned to give the ring later, but he had to thank Qi Minghao for giving him the chance to let Qiao Yun bite him to death.

The meaning of the word "engagement" to Mo Ran is absolutely higher than the sky.

Unlike dating as casually as before, Mo Ran now hugged Qiao Yun, his heart aroused layers of waves.

Afraid to run away while holding her in her arms, the kiss shattered in her mouth.

To put it seriously, it doesn't matter if Mo Ran dies here right now.

After being kissed for a long time, Qiao Yun couldn't breathe, and wanted to evacuate.

Every inch he retreats, Mo Ran advances an inch.

If I drink, I can run amok.

"Come again, that's enough of God." Qiao Yun bit the tip of Mo Ran's tongue before he got the chance to evacuate, "I really want to talk about you."

Mo Ran pursed her lips and nodded, "Say it."

Lips are sparkling and moisturised.

Qiao Yun cleared his throat, a little embarrassed, and said in a strong tone: "Just now, Brother Hao and the others are so many people, just give them a kiss and you'll be fine. If you catch me, you won't let me go. There are so many people, are you embarrassed?"

At that moment, Qiao Yun's face was hot with embarrassment.

Qi Minghao and Liu Xing booed the loudest.

What's more, Tianxin and Li Meng were also present.

No matter how much Qiao Yun likes Moran, he can't bear to kiss in front of him.

"Today we have to talk about it." Qiao Yun fixed Mo Ran's head with both hands, looked at him and said after a while, "God, please be careful in the future, don't be a rascal in a place where there are people, it's too funny."

Mo Ran kept shaking his eyes to listen to him, then he pouted and laughed: "Baby, are you embarrassed?"

"Ang." Qiao Yun pouted, "Is this kind of thing embarrassing? It's like taking off your clothes and dancing in front of people. It's too coquettish."

Mo Ran lowered his head until it reached Qiao Yun's chest, covering his chest with his face and laughing.

Just like a drunk psycho.

"Stop laughing." Qiao Yun tickled him.

Mo Ran tilted her face, pressed against his chest and said, "Actually, I have a way to avoid embarrassment."

Qiao Yun raised his jaw, motioning for him to continue.

Mo Ran slowly straightened her back, and put her head close to Qiao Yun's ear.

He said: "Next time we kiss ours, they will be the ones who are embarrassed."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Qiao Yun's pupils widened slightly following the echo in his ears, and Qiao Yun was completely shocked.

Finally dragged Mo Ran back to the room, but the other party hugged him and did not let go.

"Great God, what exactly do you mean?"

Originally, I wanted to say, drinking crazy, right?

But now it seems obvious.

Mo Ran shook her head on his abs, "No, I just want to hug."

"..."

Qiao Yun wanted to slap him and lie down on the bed, but when he raised his hand, he saw the ring on his ring finger.

Forget it, bear with it.

He broke Mo Ran's hand that was still holding his thigh, "Sit on the bed and wait, I'll run water for you to take a bath."

Afterwards, he put aside Mo Ran and turned to go to the bathroom.

There is an oversized bathtub in the bathroom, which was chosen by Qiao Yun.

Having had enough of the small bathtubs in the dormitory, he was very satisfied with this bathtub.

It just takes time to drain the water.

He put half of the water in, and with a "bang" behind him, Mo Ran came in and closed the door.

"Wait for a while, you go and sit down." Qiao Yun turned his head, then took out the bathrobe from the bathroom cabinet, and put it on the shower rack for the Great God.

Think about people who drink too much, take care of them.

But Mo Ran didn't look like a person who drank too much, he walked over and screwed up the water to the maximum, and even poured the bath bubbles on the shower shelf into the water smoothly.

Put the bath ball next to the bathtub again, and then said, "Okay, you can wash it."

Qiao Yun just stood there looking at him, it was amazing that people who drank too much could see which was which.

"If I had known, you would have come in and made it yourself." Qiao Yun threw him a face and left, there was still a table of things outside.

Where can I go.

After taking two steps, he was dragged into his arms by Mo Ran, and then his neck became cold, and Mo Ran said to him, "Let's wash together."

!!!

After being stunned for at least ten seconds, Qiao Yun's shirt was unbuttoned by Mo Ran before he realized it.

"Master, you said we are fighting now, who will win?"

Mo Ran paused his hand, raised one corner of his mouth, "I'll only know after I hit you."

"Then I'm sorry." Qiao Yun was amused, using the sink with his left hand, and grabbed Mo Ran's belt with his right hand and yanked it.

Pull half and hang.

Mo Ran snorted, "Do you tear people's pants when you fight?"

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yun's shirt buttons were all unbuttoned.

"Aren't you too." Qiao Yun grabbed Mo Ran's arm, turned around with his strength, and turned to his back to fix him, "Do you unbutton people's clothes when they fight?"

Mo Ran laughed: "Sorry, when I fight, I like to be more shameless."

"Then I'm also embarrassed." Qiao Yun grabbed Mo Ran's shirt and tore it open, "I like to fight directly, if you don't understand, just tear it up."

The clothes were all torn, and two of the buttons fell to the ground.

But who is distressed.

The two fought like crazy and without measure.

One loses a piece of clothing, the other loses a pair of pants.

After playing and playing, only a pair of underwear is left.

But Mo Ran stopped suddenly, and his hand stopped on the obvious scar on Qiao Yun's collarbone.

Qiao Yun hadn't noticed this yet, so he just asked with a smile, "How about it, are you still fighting?"

Mo Ran shook his head and asked him, "Does it still hurt?"

Only then did Qiao Yun come to his senses, Mo Ran stared at the scar on his collarbone and asked.

He chuckled: "The pain has long been gone. If Xu Xiaofei hadn't tore off my necklace, I would have killed him."

After such a long time, Qiao Yun didn't feel sad at all when he said it.

But Mo Ran was heartbroken.

After so long, this was the first time he saw the scar on the collarbone again.

It hurts like gouging out his flesh.

"Hug." Mo Ran said, "Let me kiss you."

Ok?

Qiao Yun raised his jaw and kissed Mo Ran with his mouth.

Mo Ran lowered her head and kissed the scar on his collarbone with her lips.

Damn it, you're going to die, Qiao Yun thought, you're just wasting my expression.

"It really doesn't need to be like this." Qiao Yun sighed, "The past is the past, Mo Ran, I forgot the pain when the scar was healed."

Mo Ran lingered on his collarbone for a long moment, then squeezed it lightly, and then said, "Qiao Yun, if you want to fight again in the future, you can't live without me, you know?"

"Okay, okay." Qiao Yun patted his head, it was cold and hot for a while, "Are you cold, I am still cold if you are not cold, naked."

Mo Ran finally smiled again, and hugged him by the waist, "The water is ready, let's take a bath."

This hug surprised Qiao Yun, and he remembered the first time he was hugged to bed by Mo Ran.

"At that time in the dormitory, you wouldn't have hugged me like this, would you?" He asked Mo Ran.

Mo Ran replied: "Otherwise, if you don't hug like this, should you carry it on your shoulders?"

Fuck it, Qiao Yun yelled in his heart, I can't handle it, I'm a man too.

"God, can you be an individual and give me a chance to defend my dignity."

Mo Ran said: "Dignity must be given, but people...sometimes you don't have to."

With a bang, the water in the pool swung from the bathtub to the ground.

"Wait, wait a minute." Qiao Yun broke out when he was kissed three times until he couldn't breathe, "I, I, I'm afraid of pain."

The word pain was said very softly.

Mo Ran smiled, dripping water from his wet hair, "Yes", he nodded, "I know."

Knowing, knowing that you still put your hand there, Qiao Yun tightened his grip.

"That, that..." The water was too hot, Qiao Yun's breathing was uneven, and he spoke intermittently, "No, no, shouldn't there be measures?"

"Ah?" Mo Ran pretended not to understand, "What should I do?"

Qiao Yun's body was getting hotter and hotter.

Now there is no mirror, if there is a mirror, he will be able to see that he is as red as a tomato.

"Just, just, I think other people will use that kind of expansion." After finishing the last few words, Qiao Yun immediately turned his head to one side.

Mo Ran approached him, "Master Qiao, you know a lot."

Qiao Yun opened his lips, but didn't speak.

On the first day when he decided to be with Mo Ran, Qiao Yun figured out these things clearly, and the textbook videos cost him hundreds of dollars.

Can you not understand much?

Mo Ran suddenly remembered, and squinted slightly to look at the red neck in front of her eyes, "Last time you said that brother Hao has something in his house, you didn't learn it earlier, did you see something?"

"No." Qiao Yun flatly refused.

Mo Ran nodded, and said slowly, "No... really not?"

"No." Qiao Yun still refused to admit it.

Mo Ran closed her eyes, couldn't hold back her breath, and squeezed out a sentence: "Bao, it's not as good as your technique."

Only then did Qiao Yun realize that under a layer of bubbles, the thing he grasped because of nervousness——

"Ah, God, I was wrong—"

There was another splash of water, Mo Ran plunged into the water, and Qiao Yun slid into the bottom of the tank immediately.

The two then fought under the bubble.