Pregnant With the Villain Uncle’s Child

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"You said that you are my treasure. Let me dig tonight."

Tang Xinyu: "..."

It's just that she coaxed him to be happy during the day, and I still mentioned it when I wanted him.

She carefully looked at Mo Yifan's eyes and held out her finger against Mo Yifan's pressed lips: "Mo Yifan, are you really drunk or pretending to be drunk? Really drunk, remember this?"

Mo Yifan didn't answer her and kissed Tang Xinyu's fingertips.

Tang Xinyu patted Mo Yifan's face with disgust, rubbing his fingers on Mo Yifan's Gaoding shirt: "Since I'm not drunk, just roll me to the bath, otherwise you will sleep on the floor tonight!"

Mo Yifan's arm was unable to support the bed surface, and the whole person was pressed on Tang Xinyu, his head buried in her neck socket, sniffing the fragrance from her, and mumbled vaguely: "Baby, I ... ... can't get up ... "

I wanted to slap Tang Xinyu in the past, and finally gently pushed his forehead: "Let's dress up, get up!"

Mo Yifan lay quietly, and the warm breathing air rushed back and forth against Tang Xinyu's earlobe, making her itchy. Tang Xinyu looked sideways at Mo Yifan.

In the old days, the cold, glacial frost and snow eyes were covered by the eyelid, and the eyebrows were slightly twisted, as if sleeping in the dream was not very stable.

Is Mo Yifan too tired recently?

Tang Xinyu felt a slight distress in his heart. She understood that Mo Yifan spent most of his time sticking with herself, half of it was for acting to paralyze outsiders, and more half was to make up for her lack of an imperfect honeymoon.

In the eyes of outsiders, their young couple love each other every day, but they don't know how many nights to sleep. Mo Yifan is still working on the mountainous work under the bright table lamp.

Tang Xinyu, who felt more and more distressed, stretched out his fingertips and gently smoothed Mo Yifan's eyebrows until the eyebrows were completely stretched out.

Tang Xinyu saw Mo Yifan's expression calmed down a lot, and then withdrew his fingertips, but Mo Yifan with his eyes closed caught his lips again the next second and kissed him.

Tang Xinyu's mouth curled up with a sweet arc, and said softly: "Don't pretend to sleep? Get up to take a bath and sleep again?"

Mo Yifan held Tang Xinyu's fingertips and rubbed his head against Tang Xinyu's cheek, like a giant dog begging his master to appease him.

Mo Yifan's nose was blocked, and his nasal voice was buzzing: "I haven't drank so much in a long time, my baby helped me."

Seeing Mo Yifan was really uncomfortable, the annoyance from Tang Xin's words disintegrated instantly, and his heart was as soft as a fountain of water. He crossed his hands under Mo Yifan's arm, embraced his shoulders, and patted gently , Coaxing the child to hold him up.

Mo Yifan was really drunk, pressing the weight of most of his body on Tang Xinyu's shoulders, and still rubbing his head in Tang Xinyu's neck. Tang Xinyu's cheeks were tickled by her soft hair, and she couldn't walk halfway to throw this drunk, and she could only help Mo Yifan to drag to the bathroom.

Tang Xinyu supported Mo Yifan leaning against the sink: "You catch it, I will give you water, soon."

Turn on the faucet, adjust the temperature, Tang Xinyu turned back to paint a sail. Mo Yifan supported the sink with one hand, and wobbled with one hand to unbutton his shirt. The knuckles rubbed their fingers for a long time, and none of the buttons were unbuttoned.

Tang Xinyu looked at Mo Yifan's efforts to untie a button, so he couldn't help but stepped forward and opened Mo Yifan's hand: "It's slow, I'm coming."

Mo Yifan lowered his blurred eyes, looking at the soft hair tops, the lines of the swan neck, and the fingertips of white and tender green onion roots, and gently unbuttoned a jade button for himself.

Mo Yifan only felt that he was more drunk and raised his hand on Tang Xinyu's shoulder. The mellow and magnetic voice seemed to be contaminated with wine: "Mrs. Mo is so anxious?"

Tang Xinyu slightly raised his head and glared at Mo Yifan.

As everyone knows, in the steamy bathroom, Tang Xinyu's beautiful big eyes, like obsidian rinsed from the spring water, are wet and shiny. The intention was to stare at people with dissatisfaction, but there was no lethality, but it fell into Mo Yifan's eyes and became a torch of the prairie fire.

After Tang Xinyu's hands unbuttoned all the shirts smoothly, he paused.

Tang Xinyu was a little embarrassed to look away: "Well, you can solve it yourself."

Mo Yifan's upper body shook slightly, rubbing his temples, his voice was very low: "Huh?"

The person who was still ridiculing himself clearly just now is getting drunk again?

Tang Xinyu raised the volume: "Come in and take a shower, but don't rely on me when you have a cold!" After that, you must shake your hands and turn out of the bathroom.

Mo Yifan took Tang Xinyu's hand and took her slender fingers on the belt buckle: "Mrs. Mo, good people do the rest, and help the rest."

A ball of enthusiasm and embarrassment swept from Tang Xinyu's fingertips to his cheeks in an instant. She earned her hands, her hands were tightly held by Mo Yifan, and she couldn't break away at all.

By this time, Tang Xinyu didn't know what ghost idea Mo Yifan was playing in his heart. Some were funny and some wanted to be angry. He didn't want to do what he wanted. He knew that Mo Yifan was like a wolf in sheep's clothing, but every time he stepped into his trap.

Tang Xinyu suddenly felt that she should be angry with herself.

Qi is not content with herself, always bewitched by beauty.

She gave Mo a glance helplessly.

Mo Yifan stretched out his arms, completely wrapped Tang Xinyu's thin shoulders in his arms, and the other hand firmly pressed Tang Xinyu's fingers down the belt buckle.

"Fuck—"

The sound of unfastening the belt buckle is not so clear in the sound of water flowing in the bathroom.

Mo Yifan's chin rested on the top of Tang Xinyu's hair and said with a chuckle: "Mrs. Mo, I have taught you by hand now, don't forget it next time."

Next time?

And next time?

Beautiful you!

Tang Xinyu stepped **** Mo Yifan's foot and broke his arms.

Mo Yifan's strong arms and thick and strong chest built a wall that made Tang Xinyu unable to escape.

Tang Xinyu suddenly remembered seeing Mo Yifan for the first time beside the wall of wisteria flowers. At that time, Mo Yifan, a modest and gentleman, was sitting in a wheelchair, blowing a bit of cold wind for a long time, he would have a bad cold. He laughed and looked harmless to humans and animals. Under the harmless skin, there is still a side like today.

Mo Yifan noticed Tang Xinyu's momentary loss, and kissed the corner of her eyes heavily, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Tang Xinyu's thoughts were pulled back, looking at Mo Yifan, who was close to himself, with a slight smile, and he wrapped his neck around him.

Mo Yifan's eyes were tender, looking at Tang Xinyu's charming appearance, and she was happy and pitiful in her heart, and picked her up. .

Tang Xinyu whispered: "The sink is too cold."

Mo Yifan raised the corner of his mouth disgustedly: "It won't be cold anymore."

Tang Xinyu: "..."

Are the drunken people sober again? Tang Xinyu was a little crying and laughing, and Mo Yifan's drunk kung fu was too free to do what he wanted. But when he thought that his ability was only revealed in front of himself, Tang Xinyu couldn't help softening it.

The sound of the water in the bathtub hadn't stopped, and the heat was slowly rising into the air. A mist of water condensed on the bathroom mirror, and no shadow could be seen.

I only heard Mo Yifan coax: "Baby, you have to speak and believe."

Tang Xinyu, who had already been thrown out of the Nine Xiaoyun, murmured vaguely: "What can you say with faith?"

"Mine the treasure."

...

When the phone "buzzed", Tang Xinyu didn't know how long he slept. The clean arm protruded out of the quilt, and touched the phone arbitrarily several times before reaching the mobile phone, struggling to lift the eyelids to see it was the alarm clock.

When Tang Xinyu turned off the alarm clock and wanted to continue to sleep, reason suddenly returned to his place.

"Gosh, this is the point!" Tang Xinyu immediately bounced from the bed, and touched the side with his hand, feeling a void. The bed next to it was already cold.

Tang Xinyu dissatisfied with his thoughts, jumped out of bed and went to find slippers: "Beauty is wrong, Spring Festival is wrong!"

Seeing Mo Yifan drunk last night, he was soft-hearted for a while, but he didn't expect that he would fool into the tiger's mouth in the end. The dreams that made Tang Xinyu confused were all splashes of water and the sound of water.

Tang Xinyu hurriedly changed his clothes and ran downstairs "DongDongDong".

Mo Yifan is coming out of the kitchen, holding milk in one hand and a bone china plate holding a sandwich in the other.

Tang Xinyu hurriedly opened the dining chair and sat down: "Hurry up, I'll wait for a while!"

Mo Yifan put breakfast in place, watching Tang Xinyu slammed a cute mouthful of hot milk that was so hot that his tongue was sticking out, and he could not help but say: "You are the boss, the time is not up to you."

Tang Xinyu gave him a blank look, and stuffed a sandwich: "Who is the culprit? Ah! Let you play around again, I am ... Um ... this sandwich tastes really good!"

The toast slices of the sandwich are grilled very fragrantly, with salad dishes, omelettes, ham and cod steaks, and the vegetables and meat eggs match very well, and the taste is fresh and delicious.

Tang Xinyu took another sip of milk and was surprised: "Have you made it?"

Mo Yifan stretched out his fingers to wipe away the milk stains on Tang Xinyu's mouth, and leaned on his lips to lick: "In the United States, to save time, this is the fastest specialty."

Tang Xinyu squeezed Mo Yifan's face in a rewarding manner: "Mr. Mo, not bad! If the company goes bankrupt, we can still sell sandwiches on the street, and the business must be hot!"

The second sandwich, Tang Xinyu, really couldn't eat anymore. After Mo Yifan's persuasion, he took two bites and stuffed it back into Mo Yifan's hands: "I can't eat any more, you can eat it."

Mo Yifan had to pass his milk: "Drink that milk."

Tang Xinyu stood up in disgust and went to get his coat: "You don't drink it before I drink it!"

Mo Yifan choked, shaking the sandwich in his hand: "Then do you still give me the sandwich you have eaten?"

Tang Xinyu grabbed the car key and opened the door, his eyebrows curved: "I can despise you, you must not despise me! Let's see you at night!"

Mo Yifan looked at Tang Xinyu and drove away, glanced at the sandwich with the tooth mark in his hand, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The corner of his mouth was raised, the smile was silent.

The phone rang.

Mo Yifan picked up: "Mr. Kong, early!"

Kong Ming's voice was extremely serious: "Mo Shao, something happened."

Kong Ming rarely has such a serious tone, which makes Mo Yifan suddenly have a bad hunch, and intuitively this bad hunch is related to Tang Xinyu.

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