The little woman was stunned.

At that time, she was soaked in hot water that she used the black bottle he placed on the table. The faint refreshing mint smell in the cool autumn weather was not in line with her style. When she heard the sound of text messages, the foam on her body had not been washed away.

The smell was slightly thick.

It blends with the aura emitted from him.

"...Well," she explained softly, and couldn't tell why she came to his room when she got home. "I threw my door key in the municipal building and didn't take it out. Remember you said that your key was under the flower pot outside the door. I touched it and came in..."

Is that true?

Mo Huaiyuan didn't know whether he should believe this explanation, but - casual, whatever the reason, in short, she was there.

A slightly thick mint breath lingers in her warm and hot neck, a moist feeling, I don’t know whether it’s water or sweat, the southern seasons are abundant, and it always pricks the sticky nerve in people’s hearts. Mo Huaiyuan said lightly, his sexy thin lips brushed over her ears, and said in a low voice: “If you want to be alone, take yours and put them here together…”

This way, it is OK.

He opened a door for her in a low tone, giving her indulgence that made her feel extremely comfortable.

While the little woman's face was burning, she sensitively captured the meaning in his words. Her eyes were trembling and raised, and her hands hugged his waist through the blanket, and she trembled in a trembling voice: "That means - that's it, it's okay, right! You just said...you can stay, that's..."

It's okay.

She couldn't make a word, and her heart was pounding loudly in the narrow space, afraid that something would really happen.

Mo Huaiyuan looked at her and did not blame her for destroying the atmosphere of deep affection and gratitude just now. His deep eyes were tolerantly calmed down all emotions. He rubbed her little head, and his gloomy and cold expression seemed to be ashamed. He slowly got up and unbuttoned the suit jacket that had been wearing for nearly two days and one night. He felt extremely uncomfortable and didn't want to make her uncomfortable. He had to go and wash it as soon as possible.

"Mo Huaiyuan..." The little woman who didn't get the answer was so anxious that she called him.

"Well..." He turned around, threw the suit he took off into the laundry basket, and touched the buttons of his shirt before he touched the missing one. He paused and looked down, his eyes were slightly dark, and then he still untied it down one after another, "It's nothing. Nothing was found."

The huge rock hanging in An Ran's heart suddenly fell to the ground with a bang!

But she still couldn't figure it out. She was thankful enough but was still worried. She got off the sofa with a blanket in her hand. The little face looked uneasy and said, "Why is it okay? That meal costs a lot, right? Is Mayor Chen saying I won't pursue you anymore?"

"No," he explained lightly, "I asked Zou Yan to advance the money, and used some means, but Rongsheng did not notice it."

An Ran's brain thumped nervously, remembering his innocence that night - "How much is that?"

When Mo Huaiyuan was about to unbutton the last button, he realized something was wrong, frowned slightly, and said hoarsely: "I don't know."

He only thought about protecting her at the time and did not worry too much about anything else.

There is no sound behind the people.

In the darkness, Mo Huaiyuan held his breath and looked at her with a handsome face, and said in a low voice: "Ranran, I'll go in and get a piece of clothing to change. Are you here alone, can you?"

The little woman who was thinking was stunned, raised her eyes, her face suddenly became hot, and she nodded and said hoarsely: "Okay!"

It's midnight.

The sound of water in the bathroom was clattering, An Ran was holding a blanket on the sofa alone, and his little face began to think blankly. Tonight was indeed too thrilling. Her nervousness and heartbreak were true. What was the culprit? She regretted extremely that she could be so stupid at the beginning, but in the end she began to realize Mo Huaiyuan's vast powers more and more deeply. His mind in dealing with people was always above her. On the surface, she was never moved, but secretly helped her settle everything.

Last time, this was the case when I went to the countryside.

This time, the same is true.

The sound of water clattering in her ears gradually became able to confuse her audio-visual and make her heart twitch.

Mo Huaiyuan's washing speed is very fast. Due to training in the army, it often becomes a lifelong habit. But this time, it seems like he knows that someone is waiting outside, so it's faster.

The steaming fog in the bathroom overflowed with the action of opening the door. Mo Huaiyuan wiped his hair half dry in a few strokes and walked out. Yingying, the little woman on the sofa, looked at it at first glance. That glance made Mo Huaiyuan feel that she had never paid attention to him so much in her life.

The crystal clear water eyes like black grapes, so

Tang is so deep.

Mo Huaiyuan pursed his crimson thin lips, threw away the towel, walked slowly over, gently picked her up half-kneeling on the sofa, and frowned slightly when he touched her cold calves, rubbed her into his arms, and said softly: "Do you have autumn clothes pajamas and pajamas? If so, change them next time."

Such weather is not the season when she can continue to wear silk pajamas willfully.

She didn't know if she was not used to such intimacy, her heart was pounding violently. Only when her little hands climbed his shoulder and buried it in his neck were she so calm, biting her lips and muttering: "What if there wasn't..."

She is used to wearing various military suits, and she has no taste in women's clothing and doesn't like shopping. Her colleagues will take her there and only occasionally go shopping.

Mo Huaiyuan's eyes turned dim. He lowered his eyes and saw her half-wet hair, which was very beautiful against her cheeks. He stroked his hand, put his thin lips on the side of her hair, and said softly: "I can buy it for you..."

Her private ze, he knew it.

Sure enough, when I said this, I encountered a small punch in my chest. I didn’t have to look at the person in my arms and I knew the cheeks were slightly red.

But Mo Huaiyuan only felt that that punch was lighter than ever before.

"Mo Huaiyuan..." the little woman called him softly.

"Yeah." He responded softly.

Taking a light breath, she suddenly said, "It's already very late today..."

When he said this, he clearly felt that the male body huddled her stiff. In his house, he knew the meaning of this sentence.

Mo Huaiyuan's eyes were dark and unclear. They surging like the sea for a few times before returning to calm, and said softly: "Okay."

It was indeed time for her to go back to her room to rest. After knowing the result, she had nothing to worry about.

He moved his thin lips to kiss her bright red lips, raised his eyes and stared at her deeply, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll send you over."

After all, it was colder outside the door than inside. Mo Huaiyuan got up and took a coat to wrap her around, got up to help her open the door. An Ran looked down at the sleeves of the clothes that were so long, and the hem covered her buttocks. In the reflector in the entrance hall, she looked very sexy and charming in his big coat in a tied silk pajama.

Mo Huaiyuan has opened the door.

The little woman secretly smiled and walked up from behind. She opened her hands and hugged her waist tightly. Her coat fell to the ground. Her body stiffened. Her voice was jumping and she said, "I mean, it's so late, but I haven't eaten yet, Deputy Mayor Mo."

The two white jade arms wrapped around their waists were as soft as vines, tightly wrapping around his fragile nerves, causing him to collapse suddenly.

——What does she mean?

——Intentionally, is that?

Damn it...

Mo Huaiyuan's face changed drastically. He took a few deep breaths before closing the door. He pulled her hand over his waist and pulled her forward. He pushed it to the door without saying a word. His big palm was placed behind her head in time and did not let her fall. His tall and straight body was approaching strongly. He leaned his head to swallow the slightly raised lips of her bright red lips. His wolf-like posture was in his eyes. He couldn't help but look up and greet him, but he never thought that it was a storm. His swallowing force was simply... he wanted to eat her with his tongue in his mouth...

...

From the entrance hall to the sofa, the little woman was a little scared and hated the design of the sofa. The wide sofa back showed a curve of leaning against her. When she was placed on it, Mo Huaiyuan's wide and straight body covered her tightly. In the shattered light and dust, he was the only one covering her entire world.

He kissed her and the root of her tongue was sore and soft that her saliva could not help but overflow from the corner of her mouth.

He still dominated her and let her go for a moment, kissed the silver thread at the corner of her mouth, almost spreading to her neck, and tried his best to cover it, biting her lips and kissing her continuously.

The hand pressed on her waist was probably so strong that it had been rubbing her waist hard that it was green and purple.

"Ranran..." He whispered to her, calling back her consciousness.

The little woman's hand holding his neck was sore, she was stunned and couldn't come back to her senses.

"Ranran..." He opened his scarlet eyes, longing for a while, "Is it Eme..."

If he doesn't stop and continue, he can't guarantee whether he can withstand it with his current concentration.

The little woman gently tangled and kissed his thin lips, and she was completely uncontrollable. His passionate movements drove her, making her whole body full of fire, her body trembled slightly, and she was shockingly permed while she was panting.

He said he wanted to eat so he stayed. Now, she was about to help him relieve his hunger.

"Mo Huaiyuan..." She gritted her teeth, and her little hand holding him turned into pinching him. Her lips and teeth that had been kissed deeply could not be said clearly, "Can you be full like this? Can you? I'm hungry, of course, you go to the kitchen..."

Mo Huaiyuan couldn't help but touch his thin lips when he heard this. His charming smile swayed sexyly on his lips. He hugged her and let her pinch her. He kissed her reluctantly at the corner of her lips. The sentence that had no words was-

It depends on whether she feeds him or not. If she is willing, he will definitely let her eat enough...

...

There were messy ingredients in the refrigerator, which I bought before An Ran entered the apartment.

Chopped chicken nuggets, small rows.

Mushrooms, cauliflower, bamboo shoots... She picked a few dishes casually, the most important thing was that she didn't buy any ingredients or seasonings.

I bought the most exquisite meat, but I didn’t even have a piece of ginger to remove the fishy smell.

Mo Huaiyuan was covered in fire and saw her posing these ingredients. She smiled faintly. An Ran looked at him while posing. She felt a little nervous. She didn't know how to combine these to fry them. She hadn't cooked by herself for hundreds of years, and she didn't even know how to open a gas stove.

"Laugh? Mo Huaiyuan, you laugh. I'm almost enough to buy these. Anyone who really knows how to cook can make good things no matter what ingredients," the little woman was even more embarrassed by his smile. She grabbed the salt bag and said, "What seasoning is needed? Isn't it said that salt is the first of all flavors? Isn't it okay to cook with salt?"

Mo Huaiyuan looked at the chopping board, smiled faintly, and murmured: "But I don't know how to cook..."

Safe.

"Why is this? When I lived together in E Country, you would have a small kitchen for me every weekend if the cafeteria strikes?!" She asked with a red face and raised her voice. At that time, Queen An turned from an elite to a useless person when she got off the holiday. She woke up very late and didn't wash up. She waited for Mo Huaiyuan to come back from a supermarket a kilometer away to buy things. She smiled and asked her, "Are you hungry? Go wash and wait for a while to come and eat."

Years, it remains unchanged.

"There are too few ingredients abroad. I made you hot pot at that time, and the base ingredients were all ready-made..." He explained, getting up, gently pulled her to her side with his long arms, pulled down the plastic bag in her hand, patted her little head, "Don't touch it again, go and wash your hands..."

Her hands were covered in oil.

He is well-behaved and obsessed.

An Ran flattened her mouth to wash her hands, frowned and complained, "What should I do? I always say you can do everything, Mo Huaiyuan, but after returning to the country, you can't even cook food!"

He did not refute and smiled faintly.

"That's because you've never been picky-" He explained in a quiet expression in his face, as if he was talking to himself, "If you were very particular about eating at the beginning, maybe I would know all the major dishes in Sichuan, Hunan, Shandong and Guangdong now..."
To be continued...