Qiao Mianmian's heartbeat was instantly chaotic.

The man Mo Yesi... is flirting with her again.

But every time she couldn't stand the flirting. When he flirted casually, her heart stopped listening to her.

It's very slow to jump, it's very fast to jump, it seems that it's not jumping.

She is really unpromising to be flirted with by her husband like this.

But is Mo Yesi an ordinary man?

There is a husband who is so handsome and very good at flirting with him, and no one can stand it.

"Ahem, okay, I'm not kidding anymore. The film and television city is not far from Yuncheng. I promise you that as long as I have time, I will come back to see you, okay?" In fact, Qiao Mianmian couldn't bear to leave for so long.

The two of them are in the rising relationship. At this time, they will be separated for so long, and no one can bear to leave.

But love is important, and career is equally important.

In fact, after marrying Mo Yesi, Qiao Mianmian felt very stressed.

It was much more stressful than when she was single.

This pressure does not come from economics, but the gap between her and Mo Yesi.

The better he is, the more pressure she will be.

I think she is not worthy of such an excellent person.

So, she really hopes to make some results earlier, even if those results are not worth mentioning in front of him, at least, she can see that she is improving.

She also wants to make money that can bring her a sense of security through her own efforts.

The girl's soft white and tender arms were hung around his neck, and her black and moist eyes looked at him softly, and her voice was also soft.

Faced with such a thing, Mo Yesi could not say the word "bad".

Although he was dissatisfied, he sighed and nodded and said, "Okay."

"I knew you were the best."

Qiao Mianmian took advantage of the victory and tiptoed, raised her head and leaned against his lips and kissed her.

He pecked gently and was about to retreat, Mo Yesi put his waist on her and pressed her towards him. He lowered his head and kissed him hard.

“Um…”

Qiao Mianmian struggled for a while, his voice intermittently: "Mo Yesi, I, I still have to pack my luggage."

"Don't worry, I'll help you clean up later." The man's voice became quiet and hoarse, his arms pressed against her waist became hotter and hotter. He pinched her jaw and kissed her deeply again.

"No...I, I have to go to bed early tonight..."

"It's only seven o'clock now, you go to bed at 10 o'clock, and get another hour to pack your luggage. We have two hours left..."

"But, but... um..." Her lips were blocked again.

"Baby, you will leave for several months tomorrow. You don't want to feed your husband well before leaving. Do you want to starve me to death?"

"I……"

"Shh, baby, we don't have much time left, so don't waste it on meaningless conversations."

The man picked her up horizontally and walked out of the cloakroom with her.

*

The two hours that Mo Yesi had agreed to be wasted no one minute.

From the moment Qiao Mianmian was placed on the black bed by him, her scream lasted for two hours.

By the end of the last time, her voice was hoarse.

My body was wet and sweaty, as if it was caught from the water.

She had no strength at all.

It was like the fox demon had his essence and blood being squeezed out by the fox demon, soaking motionlessly in the bathtub, allowing Mo Yesi to help her clean her body.
Chapter completed!