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Chapter 162 Feeling like a crime

After taking a shower, Su Keke put on her bunny pajamas and rushed to her uncle's bedroom. Of course, she still had to knock on the door first.

She is a very polite junior.

Qin Mochen hadn't finished washing yet, but the door was unlocked. When he heard the knock on the door, he directly asked Su Keke to go inside.

"Uncle, can I sit on the bed?" Su Keke asked towards the bathroom.

The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly became quieter, and a man's deep voice came from inside, "Okay, you can just jump on the bed."

When Su Keke heard this, she chuckled and immediately jumped on the bed, rolling around on it and taking several deep breaths.

As expected of the location of the acupoint, the spiritual energy is so abundant!

Take a breath and your whole person will feel different and refreshed!

It would be better if I could stay here for a little longer every day, hehe.

The master bedroom Qin Mochen lives in is a suite with its own bathroom. The bathroom is very large, with a shower and a luxurious large bathtub, which is enough for two people to lie down and wash together.

The naked man raised his head slightly, his perfect body stretched under the shower, his muscles were tight and strong, and his straight legs and arms contained unimaginable strength.

Hearing the excited laughter of the little girl outside, he couldn't help but curl his lips again.

There is an acupoint here that the little girl talked about, and she likes it very much.

……very good.

By the time Qin Mochen changed into his bathrobe and came out, Su Keke had already rolled on the bed no less than five times.

Seeing him coming out, Su Keke sat upright in a second, sat cross-legged, patted the bed next to him, "Uncle, come quickly, let's talk by candlelight at night!"

Qin Mochen didn't go to bed, so he sat beside the bed. "You talk, I'll listen."

Su Keke talked about the Tang family's ghost house with great emotion. When he talked about how to destroy the blood wood wedge, he jumped up with excitement and waved a non-existent peach wood sword in his hand, "...

...At that time, I did this, and then again, and trapped the bloody wood wedge covered with evil spirits in the Bagua array, and then kept smashing the evil talismans. The most important thing I lacked was the talisman, hahaha!

Let me tell you, uncle, the Feng Shui master who did it secretly must have suffered a lot of internal injuries, but he deserves it. Who told him to do immoral things? Can this kind of Feng Shui evil formation be used casually? Isn't this harmful to people...

…”

Qin Mochen looked at her with his arms around his chest, nodding his head from time to time while listening, with a smile on his lips that never faded.

As the little girl talked, she changed from standing to sitting, and finally to lying down.

Su Keke's eyelids were too heavy to open. His uncle's big bed was so comfortable. What should he do if he didn't want to move?

She yawned, squinted at the man sitting next to her, and said lazily: "Uncle, can you carry me back to my room? I'm so sleepy, I can't walk."

"Little lazy bug." Qin Mochen chuckled and tickled her nose with his finger.

"There's no need to go back. I accidentally occupied your bed last time. This time I'll let you occupy my bed."

Su Keke had already closed her eyes in a daze. When she heard this, she tried to open her eyelids and asked curiously: "If I occupy your uncle's bed, where will your uncle sleep?"

Qin Mochen paused and joked: "How about you give me half of the bed?"

The slit in Su Keke's eyes that she had finally opened closed again, and her voice was so low that it seemed like she was mumbling, "No, no, no. In ancient times, men and women did not sit at the same table at the age of seven. Men and women did not have close relationships, and uncles were still elders. It is even more impossible."

"You are talking about the ancients, but we are modern people. Modern people don't pay attention to these things. They say you are an antique, but you still don't admit it." Qin Mochen had a smile in his eyes.

"No, I'm not an antique. I'm not. Otherwise, I'd give you half the bed. I can put a bowl of water in the middle of the bed, but it can't cross the boundary..." Su Keke muttered a few words.

After saying "I'm not a little antique", he was completely silent.

Qin Mochen sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the unsuspecting little girl. He couldn't help but hold his forehead and shook his head slightly.

It's so easy to deceive, how can people let it go out without fear...

Of course, Qin Mochen did not take the little girl's confused "invitation" seriously. After sitting by the bed for a while, he lay down in the massage chair by the window.

The lights in the bedroom were turned off, the curtains were half opened, and the moonlight poured into the room, which was bright enough for him to see what he wanted to see clearly.

The man raised the backrest of the massage chair and then adjusted the direction so that the face of the little girl on the bed was facing him.

He was sitting, his body still upright, but in an extremely relaxed posture. His legs were crossed up and down, his hands were folded and placed casually on his thighs. His head was slightly tilted back, and his eyes were looking at the girl on the bed unscrupulously.

.

The moonlight shone on the man's face, illuminating the handsome face and the dark eyes.

He maintained this posture for who knows how long. He suddenly stood up, quietly found the cigarette case from the bedside table, took out one and put it in his mouth.

The cigarette was not lit, so he just held it in his mouth, then continued to sit back in the massage chair, looking at the little girl from time to time, and then at the night sky outside the window.

I didn't feel sleepy at all and I was in a good mood.

He told his old classmate that he would find a way to prove his feelings for the girl, but there was no need to confirm it now.

he is sure

He likes her.xdw8

I want her kind of love.

The little girl on the bed suddenly moved, and her legs kicked out from the quilt.

The part is white, the feet are also white and tender, and the toes on them are as plump as grapes.

Qin Mochen stared at the little feet for a long time. At a certain moment, he suddenly looked away.

Does he really have no psychological problems? Why does he feel a little restless just looking at the little girl's bare feet?

After a while, he looked over again.

This time, my eyes moved up and met the little face sleeping soundly.

It has baby fat, is white and tender, and is full of water. The little mouth is slightly pouted, and it really looks like a cherry.

In addition, she is simple-minded and not familiar with worldly affairs. She does not know some common sense that even an eight or nine-year-old child knows.

Qin Mochen wiped his face.

Suddenly I felt like...a crime.

He had not deliberately abstained from sex before, but Bai Yuexiang was partly responsible for the tragedy that year. Although the woman was not at fault, it left him with the impression of being a troublemaker and a troublemaker, and he had no good impression of women as creatures.

Without good feelings, naturally there will be no desire in that regard.

But he will not look down on women because of this. There will still be many female employees in his company, but in his eyes, there are only two types of women, those who can create value and those who cannot.

There is no need to keep people who are worthless.

Feeling that the night breeze outside the window could no longer relieve his heat, the man bit the cigarette butt in his mouth and went to the bathroom to light a cigarette.

As if one stick wasn't enough, he took the entire box from the bedside table directly to the bathroom.

It wasn't until he smoked the fourth cigarette that he suppressed the sudden heat.


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