The old man in white pulled his collar, threw out a few melon seeds that fell into his clothes, and then threw away the old man in black who suddenly came up.

"Go and go, it's not your business, I won't take you to play."

The old man in black sighed and looked at the old man in white with grievance, "Yu Qingzi..."

"Go." This time it was Yu Qingzi's turn to sneer and whispered lightly. She put a flower on her arm, and walked out the door with a humming small song, "You beg me."

The white robe shook with Yu Qingzi's buttocks. Yu Qingzi's eyes were almost squinting and could not see them. Suddenly, a "screaming" sound was unchanged and the little song that was about to go up to the sky was pulled back to the world.

Yu Qingzi was kicked out by the man in black, with his butt facing the ground, and a black shoe print on his plain white robe. After a loud noise of closing the door, the man in black was arrogant and displeased.

"This is my house!"

Wen Wenlan, who had already run far away, naturally couldn't see what she thought was like the "experts".

Zhou Mohuai's vision was floating in the rapidly changing scenery outside the car window, thinking about something.

"Why did you suddenly feel confused? Is there something wrong?" The fingertips gently slid Zhou Mohuai's cheek last year, warm and slippery. In an instant, the fingers were like immersed in warm spring water. The slowly wandering water flowed with a comfortable warmth, and it rushed to the whole body little by little along the muscles, bones and blood.

Following the muscle lines, Wen Wenlan was reluctant to stop her hot neck and strong arms.

"It's nothing. You just entered that yard, I'm a little worried." Zhou Mohuai pressed Wen Wenlan's restless hand, and his face seemed to be serious as if nothing had happened before.

He looked at Wen Wenlan, and the words "Don't touch" were written in his dark eyes.

Wen Wenlan raised her eyebrows, without any shame of being caught. She sat next to Zhou Mohuai in her robe, and leaned against him with her body tilted.

Human flesh is soft, comfortable and warm.

"I'm tired, take a break." After saying that, Wen Wenlan closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Zhou Mohuai quickly grabbed Wen Wenlan steadily. Suddenly he felt the temperature was slightly cool. He frowned and pulled the mattress to cover Wen Wenlan. He also despised the mattress on the carriage too thin, so he simply hugged Wen Wenlan tightly in his arms. Then he also found a comfortable position to lean against the wall of the carriage, and his eyes were blurred.

The carriage was racing all the way, and Wen Wenlan leaned against Zhou Mohuai's arms was quite stable and not very bumpy. She was awakened by the noise outside the carriage. She opened her eyes and looked out the window. The curtains of the carriage were tightly covered by the window, and she could not see anything.

Wen Wenlan wanted to reach out to lift the curtains of the car, but found that her arms could not move. She tightened her whole body and thought she was in danger. After the murderous aura flashed in her eyes, she realized that she was being hugged by Zhou Mohuai, and the mattress was wrapped around her like a father and her own daughter.

In the future, if he has a daughter, will he hold her like this? The bedding is wrapped tightly and hugs it in his arms like a baby.

Just as he had this idea, Wen Wenlan quickly slammed his back and hit Zhou Mohuai, which was so shocked that Zhou Mohuai's arm shrank and almost pulled out Wen Wenlan's internal organs.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Mohuai looked around and found that the carriage had stopped.

"What are you doing?" Wen Wenlan pointed to the quilt wrapped tightly on her body with her chin, signaling Zhou Mohuai to let her out quickly. If her subordinates see her appearance, how can she have face and how majesty is there?
Chapter completed!