As Mo Shangjun expected, there is indeed room-temperature mineral water in the kitchen.
The production date is last month.
Judging from Yan Tianxing's appearance, he probably hasn't been here for a long time, but judging from the cleanliness of the house, someone should be cleaning it on time and replacing daily necessities.
"Give."
Back in the living room, Mo Shangyun unscrewed the bottle cap and handed the mineral water to Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing had a splitting headache. When he raised his hand to take it, he subconsciously unscrewed the bottle cap, but found that it was easy to unscrew it. His brows suddenly knitted together, as if they were knotted.
——He is already "weak" enough to use an ink pick to open a bottle cap?
"Go to bed and rest."
The light was too dark, so Mo Shangyun didn't notice his expression. As he spoke, he sat down next to Yan Tianxing, planning to occupy the sofa as soon as Yan Tianxing left.
"No need."
Yan Tianxing said unhappily after taking a sip of water with a sullen face.
"You're such a big man, there's no need to worry about such trivial matters, right?" Mo Shangjun tilted his head and asked.
Yan Tianxing also tilted his head.
In the weak light, he could clearly see Mo Shangjun's fair face, with skin as white as porcelain. He raised his head slightly, and his dark and bright eyes looked at him steadily, with a smile shining deep in his eyes, as if
Dazzling starlight. The curve of the face is smooth and beautiful, as if it has been processed by art. It slides down along the chin, revealing the slender neck. The round collar of the T-shirt is a bit large, and the beautiful and delicate collarbone is looming.
I also don't understand. She has been exposed to the sun in the past few months. She used to tan sometimes, but it always faded away after a few days of training.
Unconsciously, Yan Tianxing's Adam's apple slid.
After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "This matter is not negotiable."
He drank two more mouthfuls of water, and the water in the mineral water bottle was reduced to only half of it.
"Believe it or not, I will definitely get you into bed tonight, otherwise -" Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes and chuckled, his relaxed words mixed with a slight threat.
"how?"
Yan Tianxing asked calmly.
Give her a pair of wings, will she still dare to rebel?
"Follow your last name!" Mo Shangjun said firmly.
"...I don't need a daughter." Yan Tianxing responded calmly with a roll of his eyes.
"..."grass.
Mo Shangyun suddenly stood up from the sofa.
Her sudden movement made Yan Tianxing subconsciously raise his eyes and stare at her warily.
However, even with some preparations, Yan Tianxing did not expect that Mo Shangjun would take action directly.
The first move hit him on the shoulder. Although he got rid of it in time, because his reaction was a little slow, Mo Shangjun's next move had already hit him.
The thing that's so damn good is the stomach.
Yan Tianxing frowned in pain.
Realizing that his movements were not as agile and powerful as before, Mo Shangyun subconsciously observed his expression and soon realized something.
She stopped attacking, put her arm around Yan Tianxing's shoulder, and asked with concern, "Master Yan, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"..."
I don't know if he was blind, but Yan Tianxing could see a bit of "gloating" in Mo Shangyun's expression.
As expected, Mo Shangyun took advantage of the fact that his pain had not subsided, and shamelessly extended his claws to him - he poked him, making him unable to exert his strength.
——Damn it, these are all taught by GS9.
The strong, majestic, and majestic Yan Ye, the King of Hell, and the Instructor Yan, at this moment, successfully transformed into a sickly and beautiful man. In front of Mo Shangyun, a brave female warrior, there was no resistance.
force.
Mo Shangyun was very satisfied and proud, supporting Yan Tianxing and moving her to the bedroom step by step.
She was also particular about supporting Yan Tianxing, restraining Yan Tianxing's arms to prevent Yan Tianxing from making any resistance, and then dragged him to the bedroom with her shoulders.
If it weren't for the huge size difference, Mo Shangyun thought, she would have carried Yan Tianxing into the bedroom at this time. After all, "drag" is a bit downgrade, and only "carry" can show her ability.
But she chose the wrong gender, and her parents didn't give her a body that was too strong, so she was born with it.
But it's okay... Mo Shangyun thought, after all, Yan Tianxing, who had the upper hand in front of her, would one day be "defeated" in her hands and let her "drag" him away.
Tsk tsk tsk, this time it’s the sick beauty.
beautiful.
It's really beautiful.
The delightful "beauty".
"Deduction, points." Yan Tianxing gritted his teeth.
Damn it, he seemed to hear Mo Shangyun singing in his heart.
"Okay, okay, it's up to you." Mo Shangyun responded very cheerfully.
She has already made such "great achievements" as "drag Yan Tianxing", why is she afraid of deducting points?!
She wished she could stand on the top of the mountain and hold up a sign with ten big characters written on it - "Points will be deducted for you, just be happy!"
"..."
Yan Tianxing even wanted to strangle her to death.
If she was not Mo Shangjun, he would have found someone to execute her on the spot the next day - no, he would have done it himself.
After a lot of effort, Mo Shangyun finally dragged Yan Tianxing to the bedroom, and then pulled him to the bed. When he stood firm, he pushed Yan Tianxing's shoulders with both hands, making him unable to restrain himself at this moment.
Yan Tianxing was pushed hard onto the bed.
However, Yan Tianxing also reacted quickly. When he was falling down, he raised his hand and grabbed Mo Shangjun's collar, and pulled Mo Shangjun down, who was caught off guard, and fell on top of him.
Mo Shangyun fell too fast, and her head hit Yan Tianxing's chest, knocking her a little dazed. Before she could recover, Yan Tianxing quickly grabbed her shoulders, turned her over, and turned her 180 degrees.
, directly pressed under her.
Although he was pressing on her, Yan Tianxing did not get too close to her. Instead, he put his elbow on the side of her arm, raised his upper body up, and kept an elbow distance from her.
His sharp eyes glanced at Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun thought, if he had to describe it, it was like the muzzle of the machine gun was pointed at her, and then it shot her into the hornet's nest with a rate of fire of 10,000 rounds per minute. The murderous intent was very obvious, like a surging wave.
Even though he knew Yan Tianxing's physical condition, Mo Shangyun felt nervous subconsciously for a moment.
"Looking for death?"
Yan Tianxing gritted his teeth and spoke out, every word mixed with overwhelming anger. (To be continued)