Chapter 121 Facts have proved that the common problem of men is being cheap

Tang Yimo's cheeks are getting hotter and hotter. Why do these two brothers like to play wall-dong?

Sure enough, it was a child born to a parent.

Mo Xiqing asked in a low voice, "You seem to resist me."

"I'm just not used to being in close contact with the opposite sex..."

"Oh?" He raised his lips with great interest: "I remember, my wife and I haven't had a wedding ceremony yet, right?"

Tang Yimo tensed up in shock.

Such a close distance, an ambiguous atmosphere...

Is he going to have a bridal chamber with her?
No no no!

Tang Yimo quickly said: "Your health is not good, so it's not suitable for some strenuous exercise with overload."

"Strong?" The man bit down on an important word.

Tang Yimo: "???"

This kind of thing really gets worse and worse, and I don't know what to say for a while.

Just when she was nervous and ashamed, the man let her go.

As if being pardoned, Tang Yimo immediately took a few steps forward, distanced himself from him, and looked back at him, his eyes slightly dazed.

Because there is no lust in his eyes, the brows are very clear, and his lips are sexy.Squeeze lightly into a straight line.

This kind of Mo Xiqing made her feel very abstinent, very noble, but inexplicably bewitched.

He didn't come any closer to her either, but returned to the leather seat.

Tang Yimo only felt that it was wrong to leave, and it was wrong not to leave.

He sorted out the two scripts and put them in the drawer. Seeing that she hadn't left, he leaned back on the leather seat and said in a jade voice, "Madam is a little lost?"

Tang Yimo: "..."

With which eye did he see her lost?

Tang Yimo asked symbolically: "No, I just want to ask, after you did the rehabilitation training today, do you feel better?"

She wants to pray that he gets better soon, so that she can run away quickly and leave this dangerous man.

Mo Xiqing looked at her for a moment, squinting his eyes slightly, as if watching her penetrate her thoughts.

Tang Yimo didn't hear his answer and was about to leave.

Suddenly, he spoke, with a rare warmth: "I'll give you some time to get used to being my wife, don't make me wait too long."

Of course Tang Yimo understood what he was referring to, she suddenly felt helpless and asked, "Why do you have to be your Mrs. Mo?"

Mo Xiqing put his hands on the table, crossed his fingers, played with it one by one, and lazily pursed his lips: "I'm an appearanceist."

Tang Yimo: "?"

"Unfortunately, Mrs. Mo just happened to grow in my aesthetic point."

Tang Yimo: "...What kind of reason is this?"

Mo Xiqing raised his eyebrows, and the eyes under the mask were extremely deep: "I am a perfectionist, and I don't allow my offspring to have flaws."

Tang Yimo: "..."

Mo Xiqing really thought far away. He just married her not long ago, and his health is not well, so he was thinking about the child.

"There are tens of thousands of women in this world who are prettier than me. I believe there are many beauties who want to marry you."

The corner of Mo Xiqing's mouth curved slightly, and he said casually: "Unfortunately, I like people who know how to reject me."

Tang Yimo: "..."

What can she say?
Facts have proved that the common problem of men is to be cheap.

What is not available is good.

Even the overlord who has a lot of money can't escape this curse.

Tang Yimo is willing to keep pestering this topic: "You are busy, I will go back to my room first."

"Ah."

Tang Yimo turned around and left. It seems that fleeing from the Mo family needs a long-term plan.

She took out her phone and was attracted by a headline that popped up.

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  I haven't had a good rest in the past two days, sorry, I will update later, okay~
  


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