Gu Shao, his heart belongs

Chapter 290 Ruan Ruan Mo Part Two

But how could he tear through that pretense, smiled, walked towards the door of the bedroom, and said, "I'll make you some hangover soup!"

As soon as he spoke, the girl on the bed moved immediately, got off the bed slowly, and hugged Mo Yiting from behind.

The voice was buzzing, "I won't let you go unless you find me the real Momo!"

Hey, in short, people who are drunk are terrible, and people who pretend to be drunk are even more terrible!
Really Mo Yiting, he is here, where can he go to find him?
However, suddenly, he also wanted to tease her!
He turned around and lifted his chin with his fingers, making her look at him, "Then you stay here for a while, I'll go and call you the real Momo!" After saying that, he was about to break the ring hands around her waist.

Seeing this, Ruan Ruan tightened her grip!How could he not know that Mo Yiting was teasing her?

But she was used to being thick-skinned in front of him, her little head was moving, her hair was messed up, acting like a baby, she knew to change the subject.

He pretended to yawn, and almost stretched himself, muttering, "I want to sleep, I'm so sleepy!"

Mo Yiting watched Ruan Ruan's self-directed and acted play, his eyes were full of smiles, "Well, then you have a good rest! I won't bother you anymore!"

After speaking, he started again, trying to pull her hand away!
Ruan Ruan was angry, gnashed her teeth, but still had to put on a show, "I'm uncomfortable! I don't want to sleep alone!"

His brows were raised tightly, and his mouth was pouted, he was really pitiful!

"Okay! Then you sleep, I'll be by your side!"

The beautiful eyes blinked and looked at him, "Well, although Momo is not here, but seeing that you look like Momo, I will reluctantly agree!"

In short, it is cheap and good-looking!

Ruan Ruan was lying on the bed, wrapped herself in a quilt, showing a small head, staring at him with her eyes open, motionless, so pitiful!
This expression, no doubt, has the following!

Sure enough, the girl said, "I can't sleep if you sit here, you'd better come up and sleep!" As she spoke, she moved her body to make room for a seat!

Mo Yiting watched from the sidelines, dumbfounded!

It is estimated that if he does not agree, the two of them will have a toss tonight!
Those wet eyes always cry whenever they say they want to cry!
She was willing to give up the golden beans, but he was reluctant!
It's night again, and when she wakes up tomorrow morning, her eyes will be sore and swollen. The point is, she usually cares so much about her appearance!
Mo Yiting shook his head, and finally lay down next to him, pinching Ruan Ruan's nose, "I think college is boring, so I might as well learn acting or something, it's a pity to be so talented!"

Ruan Ruan shook her head and moved away the hand pinching her nose, "Ah, what are you talking about, I can't hear you!"

If you have a little master at home, you just have to get used to it!

Ruan Ruan really wanted to sleep, but after lying down for a while, her heart felt stuffy, she wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, she tossed and turned in Mo Yiting's arms!
Mo Yiting had no choice but to get up, seeing her frowning, he knew it was the aftereffect of drinking too much, disgusting!
It's rare that he was still conscious just now, so he pretended to be crazy and foolish with him!

He poured a glass of warm white tea, helped her drink it, and made sure that she was feeling better before going downstairs.

After the hangover soup was cooked, the little girl curled up in the quilt, covering her head in it. The quilt was oval, like a silkworm chrysalis!
Mo Yiting couldn't laugh or cry again, he put the hangover soup on the table beside him, and patted the "silkworm chrysalis", but there was no movement!
After calling Ruan Ruan a few times, but there was still no movement, Mo Yiting couldn't help becoming worried, called her name again, and patted her a few times.

The little head just got out of the quilt, the forehead was covered with sweat, some small and thin hairs stuck to it, and the wet eyes were very pitiful.

"Momo, my stomach hurts!"

When Mo Yiting heard this, he sighed slightly inaudibly.I have been a picky eater since I was a child, and I have a stomachache, but I am not taboo about what I eat.

Mo Yiting pursed his lips and raised his hand to touch that pale face, but he didn't say a word of reproach.

The voice was low and extremely gentle, "Don't cover the quilt so tightly, I'll give you rourou."

After speaking, a small hole was opened in the quilt covering his neck, and Mo Yiting put his hand in.

But suddenly froze, the person under the quilt... had no clothes on!

Mo Yiting paused, but his fingertips seemed to be burned by flames.

Looking back at the girl's expression, she closed her eyes, her originally ruddy lips were devoid of any color, and her brows were furrowed uncomfortably.

This expression doesn't look like it's faked!

Mo Yiting only said that he was thinking too much.

Probably also, he watched Ruan Ruan grow up, and Ruan Ruan had always been close to him, so he didn't care so much!

Cen Bo's lips were tightly pursed, his hands continued to move down, looking for the location of his stomach, his fingertips touched the soft and delicate skin, and his eyes looked elsewhere.

But that heartbeat, never before, beat so frantically.

The 32-year-old man admits that he is not so innocent.In terms of men and women, they are self-taught.

What's more, when a group of brothers gather, meat and vegetables are not taboo, so naturally, they know what they should know!

Cleanliness is another matter.

He is in his thirties and has never touched a woman. It is not something to be ashamed of, but it is not something to show off either.

When she is angry, doesn't she like to call him a bachelor old man?
A heartless little wild cat! !

Now, still curled up in the quilt like this, telling him that his stomach hurts!The implication is to ask him to give her a massage!

Isn't it because he is reluctant to scold her for being so unscrupulous?

Mo Yiting didn't show his emotions or anger. Naturally, when he was thinking about something, his expression was light, making it impossible to see why.

Because she was looking elsewhere, she didn't notice that the girl lying on the bed squinted her eyes and had been looking at him for a long time.

Ruan Ruan moved, her body changed from curled up to lying flat, Mo Yiting didn't notice, her hand slid along with her, but it just landed on her place.

But Ruan Ruan, the hand under the quilt, was still holding his hand.

He came back to his senses in shock, his eyes fell, his eyes were lowered, and he looked at her.

She opened her sleepy eyes like a kitten, looked into his eyes, and opened her mouth slowly.

"Do you... feel anything?"

This question, Mo Yiting, who has always been able to deal with any situation with ease, was suddenly froze by the words in his throat.

How could he not know what she meant when he knew her so well?How could she not know the meaning of what she did during this time?

He had a sullen face, but his voice was low and tender, "Ruan Ruan, you're still young!"

(End of this chapter)