After dinner, Huanhuan asked Muchuan to drive Song Xiaojia back to the old city. She rarely had time, so she sat with Su Xiaoyou in the living room watching cartoons, while Mojia walked into his study, turned on the computer and video chatted with Zhong Kun
call.
"Did you wake up Chifeng?"
Zhong Kun spread his hands helplessly, "Master Danqing is having trouble again."
Mo Jia raised an eyebrow, "What?"
"It said that you have to observe the area quietly for a few days to make sure there is no danger before you can enter under the altar."
Mojia's brows twitched a few times, and he knew that it would obediently listen to their instructions. He raised his eyes and asked again, "Is there any movement over there?"
Zhong Kun shook his head, "It looks calm, just like when you left, but..." He paused and said meaningfully, "I wonder if this is a sign of the coming storm."
Mojia sat back on the chair, his eyes suddenly became deep and dark. He was silent for a long time before slowly speaking, "As soon as he makes any move, let Mushan act as planned."
Zhong Kun frowned, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
Mo Jia closed his eyes, "He can't regard the entire Mo family as his enemy."
Zhong Kun understood and nodded, "Okay, I will notify Mushan."
The video then cuts off.
Mo Jia sat on the chair and did not move for a long time. He did not hope that the person who grew up with him would eventually be the culprit who betrayed the Mo family...
He walked downstairs and came to the living room. The Teletubbies on the TV continued. The little person nestled on the sofa raised his head and put his index finger between his lips. "Shh~" Then she whispered,
"Mommy is asleep."
As soon as Mo Jia lowered her head, she saw Huanhuan hugging the sofa pillow, curling up her slightly thin body into the corner, with messy hair spread on her fair face, sleeping deeply, and even snoring slightly.
"Did she stay up late again last night?" He lowered his voice unconsciously.
Su Xiaoyou nodded vigorously, and then began to scold, "Mommy always likes to stay up late." After saying that, she shook her head helplessly, "Hey, Mommy is disobedient, and I can't control it~"
Mojia laughed and stroked her little face, "You don't care anymore, Daddy will take care of it."
Su Xiaoyou has serious doubts about this.
"Go back and take a shower and go to bed," Mojia picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.
"Oh." Su Xiaoyou stood up and went upstairs holding the little teddy bear.
Mo Jia took out the pillow that Huanhuan was holding and hugged her gently. Only then did he realize that this woman was really light. She didn't seem to weigh any weight in her arms. It seemed that she would give more in the future.
She just needs to make up for it.
Huanhuan's room is right next to her daughter. It is a quiet room with soft and warm colors, romantic and warm. After putting Huanhuan on the bed, Mojia walked to the closet and opened the door. There was a closet full of clothes.
The trademark labels have not been cut.
He frowned displeased. She would rather wear what she brought than the new clothes he bought for her. Is she not ready to accept him yet?
This discovery can't help but make people a little depressed.
Picking up her pajamas and returning to the bed, Huanhuan had already wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and was sleeping soundly. He laid her body flat, then took out the quilt, first took off her black-rimmed glasses, and then started to untie them one by one.
Her shirt buttons.
Every movement of her long and even fingers was full of alternative artistic flavor, dancing on her gradually exposed skin.
His movements were slow and methodical until he unbuttoned all the buttons of his shirt.
Seeing that she was wearing girly underwear with cute snowflake spots on it, the corners of her lips curled up into an uncontrollable smile.
Her skin was white and tight, so delicate that even the texture under the skin could be seen. It was like a piece of fine suet jade, shining in his eyes and bewitching his heart.
As she breathed, her chest rose and fell rhythmically. Although the softness on her chest was not full, its shape was very attractive, tempting his eyes and gradually burning them. Under her unknowing temptation, he had always been proud of himself.
His self-control became in jeopardy.
His eyes moved down, past her flat belly, and he directly unbuttoned the belt of her jeans...
At this moment, there was a sudden intake of breath. He was startled, raised his head, and met Huanhuan's stunned gaze.
Huanhuan never imagined that when she woke up and opened her eyes, she would see this guy unbuttoning her pants!!
"Ah - pervert! Pervert!" Huanhuan got up quickly, grabbed the pillow next to him and greeted Mo Jia.
Mojia took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed the pillow she smashed, and glanced around her body, "Have you ever seen any pervert who took off his shirt first and then his pants?"
Huanhuan was stunned again, her eyes fell on her open clothes, and her hands clasped tightly, "You, you, you... why are you taking off my clothes?!"
Taking a look at her rosy cheeks, the smile on his lips was blooming wantonly.
"Is it strange that I take off my own woman's clothes?"
Looking at the fairy-like man with long hair, who could actually say such words without blushing and out of breath, Huanhuan gritted his teeth and shook his head, "Who is your woman? Don't forget, I signed for divorce!"
Mo Jia sat directly on the sofa opposite, with her long legs folded up elegantly. She casually combed the hair on her cheeks with her fingers and raised her eyes, "I don't agree."
Huan Huan was so angry that he jumped out of bed, "You brought it up!"
He remained unhurried and said, "Everything happens for a reason."
She quickly turned around, fastened her buttons, and shouted dissatisfied, "You are making excuses!"
Suddenly, a cold breath came close from behind, and in the crook of my ear was his warm and ambiguous breath, "Thank you for reminding me, I almost forgot that I still have obligations to you."
Huanhuan froze suddenly, her hand movements froze, the pores on her body spread rapidly, her heartbeat accelerated, and her blush spread rapidly.
Mo Jia raised his lips, held her waist with one hand, and pulled her close to him. The air was full of ambiguous molecules, and it was filled with publicity.
Huanhuan was startled, turned around quickly, and had already retreated to the wall. She was a little flustered, "What kind of obligation? I...I don't need it now!"
Mo Jia took a few steps closer, placed his hands on both sides of her cheeks, lowered his head, and saw the redness in his eyes, which was a bit enchanting.
Now that things have come to a point, he will not hold back any longer. The thought of wanting this woman is so crazy that it is about to swallow up his sanity.