Xingtie, I'm in Luofu, I really don't like vixens!

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"I know I was wrong, Mother. I will never drive your Star Raft again."

"Do you have to make a mistake before you realize it? Why didn't you realize it when I reminded you before?"

Mo Ye was awakened by the noise. When he opened his eyes, he found that the surrounding environment was completely different.

This was not the rental house that Mo Ye was familiar with, but another living room mansion with more exquisite decoration.

And I was lying on the sofa.

And from the other side of the bedroom door, Yukong's scolding and Qingni's apology could be heard repeatedly.

It seems that Yukong takes good care of himself. In order to avoid disturbing himself, he even avoids himself when scolding the child.

However, the quarrel was so intense that just a door was not enough to stop it.

"It was Tingyun who was injured this time, but what about next time? If something happens to you, then even I, your mother, will die. Do you understand?"

2 “Mom…I…”

9 Qingni didn’t know what to say and could only remain silent.

It seemed that Si was arguing very intensely, and Qingni had no chance of fighting back.

"Alas, although the result this time is good, this kind of luck won't happen forever, Qingni... From today on, I declare that you are no longer allowed to drive a Star Raft."

④ "To set an example for you, I will not consider buying a second Star Chariot for the time being."

3. I don’t even want the means of transportation I use for daily commuting. It’s worthy of being called Yukong. This kind of transportation should be insured, right?

⑸ But considering her status, it’s not a big deal for her to hire a full-time driver.

500. "Also, write a -word self-criticism for what happened today. I want to see it before I leave work tomorrow night."

4. "Mom..."

S Qingni seemed to want to explain something, or was begging for Yukong's forgiveness?

O "700-word review!"

U Yukong didn't buy it and immediately said something.

s “I understand…”

Although there was a door between them, Mo Ye could clearly hear Qing Ni's lost tone.

O "Okay, go to bed...it's too late today."

: Mo Ye sat on the sofa, listening to the sound of the bedroom door behind the sofa opening and then closing.

"you're awake?"

Yukong walked over with his long legs swinging and put his hand on Mo Ye's shoulder.

"This is my home. I should have sent you back..."

Before Yukong changed, she looked like a strict mother, but now she showed a kind smile to Mo Ye.

"It's okay, I'll just walk back in a bit..."

"I'm afraid it won't work. I just received news that due to the frequent terrorist attacks by the Fengrao people recently, Luofu has been under a curfew except for Chang Letian."

Mo Ye, who had originally planned to go back, gave up the idea after hearing Yu Kong's words.

"The annoying remnants of the pharmacist..."

Mo Ye couldn't help but curse, saying that he couldn't even go home.

And they even targeted Tingyun. I will never let them off.

It’s a pity that my strength is too weak. It would be great if I had a permanent attack skill.

"That's fine, I'll sleep on the sofa tonight..."

Mo Ye, who felt a little tired after being woken up, supported his head and realized that he was not good at staying up late.

Once your biological clock arrives, you will feel unusually tired.

Seeing Mo Ye looking tired, Yukong also sighed.

"Okay, I'll get you a blanket..."

Yukong's tone seemed calm on the surface, but he was not calm at all in his heart.

Why should I bring him into my home?

Although it is true that Luofu’s superiors have just issued a curfew, it is still possible to enter and exit certain checkpoints at will with one’s own identity.

As a result, I don’t know how, but I suddenly brought Mo Ye to my own house.

If you think about it carefully, no outsiders have ever come to Yukong's house except for some friends and his daughter.

What's more, he's a man...

Even, it was someone who had had a relationship before...

Oh my God, what am I thinking about?

Yukong came to the mirror, looked at his slightly red cheeks, and immediately washed his face with water.

Then the doctor's words suddenly came to mind.

"You've accumulated too much pressure from life and work. Just find someone to vent it on. The more the better~"

He still has great faith in his friend, Doctor Yukong, from the same clan.

But, do we really need to do this?

Are you really going to do something to let Tingyun down again?

The reason why I was able to control the air before was because of an accident. It was an unexpected perfume. I was unexpectedly attracted by the fragrance.

Unexpectedly pounced, accidentally tore the clothes, unexpectedly...

It didn't feel too bad, nor too good, but it happened after all.

Yukong thought about everything that had happened recently, and his physical examination report emerged in his mind.

The shocking data inside constantly reminded Yukong of the danger.

If I don't do this, my body will be damaged...

Even if there is no emotion involved, you still have to think about your own body.

So Tingyun, please forgive me, I am not a competent senior...

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Mo Ye lay on the sofa with his eyes closed.

He was completely unguarded against Yukong, because in Mo Ye's impression, although Yukong was strict, he was also a good person in private.

At least when it comes to keeping his word, Yukong always does what he says.

Then he felt the quilt covering his body, which felt very soft and comfortable.

"Thank you, Master Yukong..."

Mo Ye was already sleepy and was too lazy to even open his eyelids, so he just spoke like this.

"You can call me Yukong in private... you kid."

Suddenly, Mo Ye felt Yukong's hand reaching for his clothes.

"Flying in the air?"

After being touched like this, Mo Ye opened his eyes with some vigilance.

"I can't sleep with my shirt on. What if I get too hot?"

Yukong unbuttoned his shirt. Because the lights were not on, Mo Ye couldn't see Yukong's expression.

But Mo Ye always had a sense of familiarity.

Yukong, this atmosphere...it can't be.

"Don't worry, you can sleep here the same way you sleep at home."

Yukong sat beside the sofa and turned on the lamp on the coffee table.

Under the yellowish light, Yukong's profile looked a little yellowish.

"Oh, thank you."⑨

With Yukong's permission, Mo Ye took off his shirt.

Is this what his figure looks like?

Not strong, not thin either, but rather ordinary.

There was no light on the Star Raft that day, so the two of them could only grope in the dark, which was completely different from now.

Thinking of this, Yukong swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

"Good night, Master Yukong."

Although the sofa of Yukong's house doesn't look very expensive, it feels good to lie on it.

"OK, good night……"

Following Yukong's response, Mo Ye closed his eyes again.

Yukong reached out to turn off the light, but the moment his hand touched the light button, Yukong glanced at Mo Ye.

She was constantly struggling in her heart, but it seemed that this kind of thing had happened only countless times, except for zero times.

Please forgive me, Tingyun... I can't think of any other way except him, so let me make the same mistake again.

Mo Ye, who had just closed his eyes, thought that Yukong was about to leave, but suddenly he heard the sound of something falling off, and then he felt as if something seemed to crawl into the quilt.

It seemed like he was being pressed down by something, so when Mo Ye opened his eyes, he saw Yukong with the help of the yellow light!

"Master Yukong?"

Mo Ye widened his eyes, feeling a little uneasy, and a bad thought popped up in his mind.

"Don't be afraid, you can call me Yukong..."

Yukong's old face flushed as he comforted softly, his hand constantly stroking Mo Ye's cheek.

"My little villain, what are you going to do to me now..."

Mo Ye wanted to struggle to get up and break free from Yukong's restraints, but the result was the same as last time, it was useless.

"Shh, be quiet, Qingni is still sleeping in the bedroom..."

After being reminded by Yukong, Mo Ye subconsciously covered his mouth.

Why does this feel so much like... the plot of some kind of work of art?

Tingyun was still unconscious in Danding Division, but here he was once again...

Woohoo, I feel like crying. I’m going to be raped again.

Mo Ye wanted to cry but had no tears, just like Awei. However, Awei could still fight back, but what about himself?

An ordinary person can only be eaten clean by those mature older sisters

"Xiao Ye Zi...I'm so sorry. I'm going to break my promise. I'm willing to do whatever you want to hate me for."

Brother, you smell so good~

Yukong's fingers were circling Mo Ye's chest, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

"I need you...you smell so good."

For some reason, Mo Ye always exudes a strange fragrance at critical moments, attracting Yukong.

Then, Yukong closed his eyes and added against his conscience.

"I'll try to be gentle this time and give you a better experience..."

"And don't make too much noise. I'm afraid of waking Qingni up. I can control myself."

Tianbosi:

Chapter 26: I’m sorry, Tingyun. I’m sorry, Tingyun.