BTTH – Start With Capturing The Goddess

"en? Sister Ya Fei, Chen Mo is back?"

Nalan Yanran was taken aback when he heard this, and immediately looked towards Yun Yun.

"Well, Yun Yun younger sister, didn't he come to see you?"

The relationship between Yun Yun and Chen Mo, although not specified, the whole Fengwei is similar I know, and Nalan Yanran, as Yun Yun's dísciple, naturally knows, so Ya Fei did not hide it.

"..."

Yun Yun didn't say a word, but the flushed face felt dripping.

Nalan Yanran frowned, looked towards the room, and then opened the door regardless of Yun Yun's obstruction.

I saw "creak" and the door opened. Chen Mo, who was wearing a robe, froze on the spot. After a while, he said hello to Nalan Yanran: "Morning, Yanran."

The voice is calm, and there is no trace of embarrassment similar to catching a rape.

Nalan Yanran bit her lower lip with inexplicable emotions in her eyes, but she obviously has no position to criticize. She can only say: "You bastard, you bullied Teacher early, it's not Personal."

"Yanran, what are you talking about."

Hearing this, Yun Yun frowned, and whispered.

Nalan Yanran said: "Teacher, your relationship with him is not shameful, why hide in hiding?"

Yun Yun: "..."

"...Ahem, okay, aren't you going to practice sword? Sister Yun Yun, will you take them to practice sword?"

Chen Mo gave a dry cough. After finishing the robe, he hurried out and said something to Yun Yun.

Send Nalan Yanran away.

Chen Mo looked towards Ya Fei and said: "Where does Qing Jun live?"

...

The morning light was sprayed on the window of the room , The window was not completely closed, a few strands hit the room through the window.

In the room.

These days, because they have to work overtime to make the tasks assigned by Chen Mo, occasionally Yanran and the others will ask her to make a set of skirts. Song Qingjun dare not shirk, or she doesn’t know how to shirk.

So she was very tired during this period of time. After finishing everything on her hands yesterday, Song Qingjun fell asleep deeply.

I haven't woken up until now.

Chen Mo knocked on the door, but he didn't respond, so he opened the door and walked in.

Since the system was bound to Song Qingjun, Chen Mo regarded her as his own woman in his heart and entered his own woman's room, so he could save courtesy.

The room is not big, there are many guys, like drill bits, scissors, etc., but they are neatly placed and not messy.

Chen Mo blinked his eyes before looking towards the inside of the room.

On the couch, Song Qingjun is lying on the pillow facing him, her hair is a bit messy, her body is wrapped in a blanket and her greasy shoulders are exposed. From the angle of Chen Mo, even if she is covered, she still I can see the beauty of the big pictures, breathe smoothly and sleep soundly.

Chen Mo leaned over and took a few look, then sat down beside him.

The oval face, slender eyebrows, charming demeanor and delicate complexion, she is really an outstanding beauty.

But these are inferior to that bold man.

It's so big, how long it is.

It’s a shame not to feed the child...

Chen Mo felt an impulse to test, but he quickly dispelled the idea. The relationship between people is still unclear, and he is still taking advantage of others who fall asleep.

After taking a few glances, he raised his hand and shook his shoulder.

"It's getting late, wake up."

"Woo--"

Being swayed for a while, Song Qingjun frowned and sucked He sighed, raised his hand gently, and patted Chen Mo's hand:

"I will sleep again, I'm so sleepy..."

Speaking of which, Song Qingjun suddenly woke up , Opened his eyes, and when he saw Chen Mo who was close at hand, all of his timidity and panic rushed up suddenly, and he shrank into the bed while holding the blanket, and whispered while holding his knees:

"Lou...Lord, why are you... here?" Song Qingjun's face flushed and her voice trembled.

"Come and see you, after today, it may take a long time to see each other." Chen Mo said.

"Ah...oh..."

Song Qingjun was frightened and flustered, and immediately wondered: "Lord, you came to see me... why?"

Chen Mo laughed: "How are the clothes made?"

"It's all done. In Storage Ring, let's take a look at the host."

Song Qingjun removed a spare Storage Ring from his finger, handed it to Chen Mo, and erased his soul mark on the Storage Ring.

Chen Mo left his soul mark, after a few glances, he put it on his hand quite satisfied, and then whispered: "I asked you to make it for you to wear?"

Hearing this, Song Qingjun's face was red and hot, she was still a little dizzy, and she didn't sleep much at first, although she didn't feel tired at this time, but these words suddenly made her feel a little sleepy Similarly, after hesitating the film meeting, he whispered:

"Done, now...wear it?"

"en."

" Then you turn around."

"Okay." Chen Mo turned around.

Song Qingjun put the blanket over her head, then took out the white shirt and hip skirt from the Storage Ring, and put them on under the blanket.

Rubber...

"Alright..."

Song Qingjun's voice was soft and gentle.

Chen Mo turned around.

Suddenly look lonely.

Song Qingjun's body was tightly wrapped in a blanket.

"Uh...you lift the blanket." Chen Mo said.

"Oh."

Song Qingjun half reluctantly lifted the blanket.

Chen Mo glanced a few times and continued: "You come down and show me."

Song Qingjun purse one's lip, after hesitating for a while, he naked jade foot, get out of the bed, stand in front of Chen Mo with your head down.

The figure is exquisite, the white shirt still seems to be small, there is a feeling of tightness, the front of the body is bulging, and the hip skirt wraps the buttocks and thighs, and outlines a graceful arc.

At this time, Song Qingjun felt like an office secretary, and he seemed a bit capable.

"Not bad, not bad." Chen Mo praised.

Hearing this, Song Qingjun lowered her head.

Chen Mo didn't know if it was a heartbeat or something, suddenly he took a step forward, raised Song Qingjun's chin, and raised her head.

Song Qingjun was taken aback, wanted to step back and dodge, and then he was hugged by a big hand at the waist, and the whole person was restraint in Chen Mo's arms.

"The original poster."

"Are you afraid of me?" Chen Mo stared at Song Qingjun's eyes.

Song Qingjun's face is ruddy at this time, two strands of hair hang softly on both sides of her cheeks, and the attractive small mouth under Qiong's nose looks charming and dripping.

"Ah...no." Song Qingjun's gaze was dodged.

"Then you are afraid that I will eat you?"

"No...Is it?"

"..."

Chen Mo pursed his lips, but he didn't know what to think, and leaned over to nibble on Song Qingjun's lips.

Song Qingjun froze, his eyes widened, and his mouth made a wu wu voice. After a while, he was finally able to speak, but he just said in disbelief: "Lord, you... "

The words are still incomplete.

"Stop calling the host, let's change the name."

"Then...what's that called?"

"How is the host?"

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