"Are you angry?"

"I don't want to hit you, don't seek death."

“…”

James sneered coldly and let go of his hand. Mo Yaochen didn't wipe the blood at the corner of his mouth. He walked over and picked up the burned kettle and opened the lid of the milk box.

"If I were a woman, I would never follow you. Can you trick her into bed? Can you deceive her back?" James stood behind him, "Babe has told me that it is impossible to be with you again."

Mo Yaochen scooped the milk powder into the cup, "I heard it."

"……What?"

"I heard her say this, after you want to throw me on the ground."

“…”

James was stunned, then thought for a while, and suddenly realized, "You... you deliberately lied to me to carry you here?"

"Otherwise I will beat you to death!"

James, "…"

So... he has always been awake?

James suddenly felt a little embarrassed when he thought of the touch on his chest...

Mo Yaochen soaked two glasses of milk, which was already his habit. He would soak milk every day no matter whether he or she slept or not, how late he slept, wherever he slept.

From today on, he will supervise her to drink every night!

Mo Yaochen was about to walk upstairs with milk, and James said behind him, "Don't you thank me for carrying you over?"

"Didn't you save your life?"

"..." James was stunned and then sneered, "Anyway, I tell you, it's not that easy for you to recover Bebe. First, change your fickleness and control the thing below!"

Why is this Hulk so annoying?!

When did he become fickle?!

Mo Yaochen frowned, too lazy to explain, he always felt that he would be a big obstacle... and he even touched him! Damn!

If it weren't for the fact that he saved Bao Zaiyue in the forest, he would have chopped him into meat sauce!

...

The room was on the heating, and Bei Wanxing was lying on the bed naked. Maybe she was too tired after doing it, or maybe because he was by his side... so she slept very well.

Mo Yaochen walked over and turned the heating up for a certain degree. He sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to carry Bei Wanxing into his arms.

Wan Xing snorted lightly, rubbing his cheek against his chest, and he didn't wake up.

Mo Yaochen stroked her smooth back with his big hand. He didn't wear a condom just now. At this moment, white liquid flowed out between Wan Xing's curled legs. She seemed to be uncomfortable and reached out to touch her legs...

Mo Yaochen grabbed her hand, and he looked deeper, lowered his head and bit her little nose, "Don't touch myself in my face!"

This woman wants to suffocate him to death?!

Her physical condition is so unstable now that she will definitely not be able to stand it if he wants it again.

"..." Wan Xing tilted his head without any response.

Mo Yaochen glanced at the still steaming milk, hugged her and got up to the bathroom.

When he came out again, Wanxing had been cleaned up, wearing a pink nightgown, his hair was tied down by him not very skillful, and he hung obliquely there.

Mo Yaochen took Bei Wanxing back to the bed and let her lie in his arms.

He took the milk cup and tried the temperature with his lips. After confirming that it was not too hot, he took a sip.

Mo Yaochen did not swallow it, but put it in his mouth. He grabbed Bei Wanxing's face and lowered his head to kiss her lips-

The warm milk was slowly fed to her from his mouth...

Wanxing tasted the sweet liquid, and she subconsciously stuck out her tongue in her sleep, wanting to taste more of this beautiful taste, "Well..."
Chapter completed!