Stubborn Love of a Roguish Scion

"Ah~" Her body was suddenly lifted and thrown on the big bed.

Her hair is very long, sprinkled on the snow-white velvet blanket especially beautiful.

"Um~heavy!!!" She felt uncomfortable being pressed by him.

Mo Jiangye was short of breath, unbuttoning her clothes one by one.

Ye Erruo's cheeks were flushed, and he stretched out his hand in exclamation to stop his next movement. As a result, he caught her wrist with one hand and pressed it to the top of his head.

"Be good as a baby." He continued to untie her clothes.

"Asshole~!!!" She gritted her teeth and cursed.

Mo Jiangye seemed to be unable to hear it until she was completely stripped off.

He took the clothes next to him and leaned over in her ear to coax: "Do you wear it yourself, or I will help you."

Ye Erruo turned his head and almost didn't spray a mouthful of old blood, then! What! clothes!

Did he make people ready? ?

"You die this heart!!" She would not wear such clothes.

"Huh? Didn't you say you want to go home and wear it to me? Now we are at home."

"I'm talking about wearing that skirt." She gritted her teeth and said angrily.

"Oh~ the skirt is lost in the car, use this instead."

"..."

"Mo Jiangye is getting late, let's wash and sleep, sleepy~" Ye Erruo panicked with a tired face.

She couldn't wear such a shameful clothes to kill her, she didn't know that he still had this habit!

Mo Jiangye pulled her lips, hugged her personally, put a certain dress on her personally, and then tore her a little bit and swallowed her...

It wasn't until the latter half of the night that Ye Erruo was so tired that his brain was blank, Mo Jiangye hugged her to take a bath. After the bath, Ye Erruo lay directly on the soft bed and fell asleep comfortably.

Ye Erruo raised his head when the sky was light, and Mo Jiangye was weighing heavily on her back, no wonder she was restless in sleep!

"Hmm~" She pushed his body away with difficulty, crawling out of the bed with a sleepy expression.

Of course, when she touched the ground with her feet, she leaned forward and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Mo Jiangye behind her quickly hugged her.

"Where to go?"

Ye Erruo was undecided, his eyes widened, and then angrily turned his head and punched him: "Asshole."

Her angry voice was light and fluttering, without power at all: "Let go of me."

He curled his lips: "Where are you going?"

"Toilet!!"

Mo Jiangye took her into the bathroom with a big hand.

"Get out of here." She closed the door angrily, and grinned and sat on the toilet with her old waist supported.

Sour and soft!

He has been in the same room so many times, and he is still so enthusiastic. Every time he has **** with him, his hind legs will be soft. Which time is she disassembled, assembled, unloaded, and then assembled? To put it ugly, he is just like he hasn't eaten for hundreds of years, and he has nothing to do! ! !

When she came out of the bathroom with a limping, Mo Jiangye's eyes were beaming, and she was sitting on the bedside, waiting for her.

"..."

"You don't sleep in the middle of the night, why do you get wind here?"

Mo Jiangye raised his eyebrows: "You are like this, am I sleeping?"

If she hadn't had him just now, she would have been planted on the ground. What if she bumped and touched her?

Ye Erruo leaned on his waist and walked to the big bed, and finally slammed on the bed.

"Um~~oo~" Her sore face was wrinkled together, ten thousand words in her heart.

Mo Jiangye's wickedly curved lips moved a little bit to her side, knowingly asked, leaned over in her ear and asked, "What's the matter?"

If Yel didn't want to talk to him, he pulled the quilt over his head.

He stretched out his hand, peeled her out of the quilt little by little, and finally picked her up: "Is it so uncomfortable?"