Originally, the bus was almost arriving near Nanda University.
So Mo Jingyao only drove for a few minutes and arrived at the apartment.
Seeing that Yu Se was still sleeping, he touched the blanket, wrapped it around Yu Se and got out of the car.
Of course he was held in his arms.
Because even after he put a blanket on her, she didn't wake up.
It's so sleepy.
I am also tired.
Enter the lobby and enter the elevator.
It was a bit late at this point, and there were only two of them in the elevator.
So he can look at the woman in his arms as he pleases.
She was sleeping so deeply, her long eyelashes were like small fans, as if they could flap at any time.
It made him really want to touch it and fan the little fan.
Unfortunately, I still couldn't bear to wake her up.
Just let her have a good sleep and catch up on her sleep.
The elevator has arrived.
Mo Jingyao strode toward his apartment with Yu Se in his arms.
Thinking that the entire apartment on the floor belonged to his own family, Mo Jingyao couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed Yu Se's eyelashes.
I don't know if this kiss woke her up or something else. Yu Se trembled with excitement, and at the same time twisted her body in his arms, and said in a daze: "Be in control, you must be in control."
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Mo Jingyao's face suddenly turned black.
Is Yu Se talking about him or Meng Hanzhou?
It doesn't matter to him, he listens to everything she says.
But she was concerned about whether Meng Hanzhou was in control, but he was just awkward.
"Don't worry about Meng Hanzhou and Yang An'an, they do whatever they want." If it wasn't in the corridor, Mo Jingyao would definitely yell at Yu Se.
But at this moment, he lightly touched her eyelashes, such a soft touch that he couldn't bear to yell at her.
It’s too late to coax and be gentle.
Therefore, when he said this sentence, it was more like mumbling to himself, the kind of mumbling that makes people imagine.
But I still want to express my feelings, "When you wake up, I must tell you seriously that you are not allowed to care about the married life of other people. You only need to care about whether my married life and yours are harmonious."
Although his and Yu Se's married life was not completely harmonious because they could not proceed to the last step, he was still satisfied that he could reach this level.
He loved her hands, her lips, all of her.
Although sometimes the more forbidden the taboo, the more he wanted to touch it, but he held back every time.
What he wants is a vivid metaphor full of human smoke and fire, not a metaphor like a wax figure.
But Yu Se was endless, and even when he fell asleep, he murmured along with him, "It hurts, don't touch me, be restrained."
As soon as he heard Yu Se's words, Mo Jingyao immediately opened the door and rushed in, then went straight to the bedroom.
Sister-in-law Zhang came out when she heard the commotion. Seeing Yu Se in Mo Jingyao's arms, she asked in a low voice: "Fourth Young Master, do you need me to do anything?"
"No need, you go to bed." Mo Jingyao said quickly, then entered the bedroom and even kicked the door shut with his heels.
The look on her face, fearful of being seen by others, made Mrs. Zhang slide open the door and go to the other side.
This was also Mo Jingyao's rule. After she finished her duties, she came here to live.
First, it can take care of Yu Se's food, drink and shelter nearby, and second, it will not disturb the life of the young couple.
Sister-in-law Zhang felt that she had made a profit. The apartment opposite had the same layout as where Mo Jingyao Yuse lived, and the decoration was also very high-end.
She was so happy to be able to live in such a high-end house as a servant, and to live in such a spacious house by herself.