"Uncle Li changed the formula and added licorice. After drinking it for a long time, I got used to it. It's like drinking a drink. You're done. Go to sleep." Shen Xilan sucked the last bit of Chinese medicine in the bag, got up and put it away in front of him. Tableware.

Although he was smiling all the time, the fatigue between his eyebrows could not be hidden, and she felt distressed.

Shen Xilan looked at the kitchen where he got up before entering, and when he turned on the faucet, he was embraced by the man from behind.

She tilted her head to look at him and said softly, "I'll be fine soon."

Mo Jingsen put his chin on her shoulder, lowered his voice and asked, "Why don't you answer my call?"

I learned about her current situation from Mo Xin every day, and knew that she worked hard every day to help him. Without answering his phone, he understood that she missed her too much, and he couldn't help but want to find him when he heard his voice.

Although he comforted himself with this kind of reason every time, he was still uneasy. So at the moment when the approval was issued, he couldn't wait a minute, let the assistant deal with the follow-up matters and book the plane ticket for him. Left during the meeting.

He was completely relieved when he saw the longing in her eyes, touched her lips, and felt her enthusiasm.

Still coming. The movements in Shen Xilan's hands were stagnant, and then they simply washed them a few times. After closing the faucet, she turned to look at him and said, "This time Mu Ziyun did it, you know?"

"Well, so? Is this the reason why you disconnected from me?" Mo Jingsen didn't expect it to be related to other people. His voice suddenly became much lower, but he did not let go of the hands that hugged her waist.

"It's not that I want to disconnect from you, but I didn't think about how to tell you." Shen Xilan hugged him back, and said: "These things may have happened because of me. I feel sorry for you and want to I helped you and found out that I didn't have that ability at all."

"You didn't do it. I'm sorry. You didn't think that Mu Ziyun had trouble with me because of you? Shen Xilan, didn't you find yourself thinking too much?" Mo Jingsen raised. Hand, poked her forehead with an index finger.

Does this mean she is passionate?

Shen Xilan hit his chest with his forehead, and muttered: "I don't want to think about it either, but he once asked me, if you lose the position you have now and have nothing, will I still Choose you? It just happened to happen to you."

Humph, it's pretty good at calculating, and I want to kill two birds with one stone.

Mo Jingsen's eyes quickly flashed a shadow, and quickly returned to the original gentleness: "Do you believe what he said? Although Mu Ziyun won the battle against his brothers, he did not get much benefit. His career is basically ruined, and he has transferred all his energy to the country."

"Moreover, he has the intention to develop in real estate, and he is also preparing to operate the hotel industry. He has already prepared for this, so it is not difficult to understand why he is targeting me now, right?"

Shen Xilan didn’t know about these things, but when she thought about it carefully, Mu Ziyun had already buried someone in before she joined Mo Jingsen’s company. It can also be explained that it was not because of her that the two of them had to fight each other. It's so awesome.

It's really her peacock's screen.

Actually it's not, it was clearly Mu Ziyun's words that induced her!

Why is this person doing this now? Mo Shu was so induced by him one by one, and he actually treated her the same way.

She used to think that Mo Shu was too young and it was not easy to distinguish, but now it seems that Mu Ziyun is too good at grasping people's hearts.

Shen Xilan's heart sinks slightly. She thinks she has been a close friend of several years, and a friend who has been with each other by fate, but she now looks back and can’t tell which time he is true and which time is false. .

Seeing the change in Shen Xilan's expression, Mo Jingsen understood the changes in his chest, reached out his hand behind her, took off the apron, put it aside, and then pushed her towards the bedroom: "If you figure it out, you should go to bed. "

On the bed, Shen Xilan rolled into Mo Jingsen's arms and said leisurely: "I'm sorry."

Mo Jingsen ferociously pushed the person out of his arms, pretending to stare at her fiercely, and said in a learned tone: "In the future, it is not allowed to think of ignoring me because of other people, anyone except me, and anything! "

Pretending to be so fierce, in fact there is no such thing as fierce.

Shen Xilan kept nodding: "Okay, okay." As she said, she raised her hand to make an oath: "I promise, if I make the same mistake next time, let me..."

"Let you cook for me for the rest of my life." Mo Jingsen interrupted the cruel words she was about to say regardless of whether it was intentional or unintentional, and said.

How come this man is getting warmer and warmer.

These days, she feels uncomfortable, she finds her own sins and suffers, and she will do it once, and come back wherever she is.

Shen Xilan smiled and said: "I wanted to say, let me warm the bed for you, it turns out you prefer to warm your stomach."

Mo Jingsen knew that he was being tricked, his expression stagnated, and he stretched out his hand to scratch her waist.

Shen Xilan was the most ticklish. She was so scratched that she couldn't stop laughing, while hiding from his hand, but she couldn't hide, she laughed so much that tears flowed out of her tears, she didn't look at it. His opponent was gone, and she rushed to him, lowered her head and kissed his lips.

Mo Jingsen's tickling movement became stiff and stopped. The posture of the big palm changed, confining her waist, exerting a slight force, and the two suddenly changed positions.

The man's kiss is not more intense than when they first met, but it is so gentle that people can't help but indulge in it.

The kiss gradually slid to her slender white neck, and Shen Xilan couldn't help but lifted her chin to cater to him. She still had a rare sense of reason in her muddy mind, and said intermittently: "It's too late, it's time. Go to sleep……"

Mo Jingsen's lips continued to drop, and he responded hoarsely, "Well, I will go to bed after warming up the bed."

"Then hurry up." Shen Xilan said that because he thought he was tired, but he finally understood the situation and kept asking her whether she was fast enough.

Shen Xilan's temper was stimulated, and no one was convinced.

Then, it's over, out of control.

Shen Xilan didn't know when she fell asleep, but she remembered that she finally surrendered. She was so exhausted that she didn't want to move her toes anymore, and she was a man, full of food, and more energetic than before. a bit.

She couldn't admire, and she had to sigh that the disparity in physical strength between men and women is really a gap that cannot be crossed.

The next day, Shen Xilan was awakened by the phone's alarm clock. She did not open her eyes. She reached out and fumbled and turned off the alarm clock. She retracted her hand and hugged the human-shaped pillow. After rubbing comfortably, she reacted afterwards. Mo Jingsen is back. What happened last night was real, not a dream.

The breathing of the man next to him was still even, showing that he was still asleep. She opened her eyes, raised her arms, and looked up at him.

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