Chapter 892: Can't help but return

   Chapter 892
  Li Qiao did not refuse, looked at He Chen, bending her lips, walked to the door of the guest room, and whispered, "Brother Chen, she is injured."
   "Don't worry." He Chen looked at Yin Mo with a faint smile, "I won't hit women."
  Li Qiao glanced at him and turned to leave.
  In the guest room, He Chen slammed the door and put the lock slowly.
  Yin Mo sat on the bed and stared at him vigilantly. He Chen like this is a bit dangerous.
  While nervous, Yin Mo wanted to seize something to protect herself, but she was empty. She could only grab the sheets and try to calm herself down, "What are you doing when you lock the door?"
  He Chen licked his teeth, "What do you think?"
  Yin Mo regretted that he was outspoken. He knew that he shouldn't complain about him behind his back.
  He Chen is too mad, and every time he shares a room with him, Yin Mo instinctively frightens and trembles.
  At this time, He Chen walked lazily to the end of the bed and sat down, looking down at her ankle with a deep look.
   Yin Mo curled up his toes, and subconsciously pulled up the blanket next to him to cover his legs.
  He Chen's eyes are too aggressive, even if he does nothing, it still makes people feel nervous.
   "I can do it, right?"
  He Chen picked up the blanket with two fingers, and once again revealed her ankle and that white foot.
  Yin Mo frowned, and just reached out to take back the blanket, her warm fingers touched the back of her instep suddenly,
I haven’t seen it for a while, and I’ve learned to complain.

   "I just... tell the truth." Yin Mo remained motionless, only feeling that the skin touched by He Chen was getting hotter and hotter.
  He Chen raised his eyebrows displeased, "Isn’t you stupid to be honest?"
  Yin Mo pursed his lips and said nothing, and could only stare at his movements with full of alertness.
  Anyway, no matter what she said, He Chen was always able to refute.
  Speaking more is useless, it only increases troubles.
   Yin Mo calmly pulled the blanket over her body again, her eyes flashed, "Are you here to hit me?"
  He Chen raised his eyelids, raised the corners of his lips evilly, and reached out his hand to pinch her cheeks, "You dare to give me a condom, afraid that I will hit you?"
   Yin Mo's left cheek was pinched, and the soft touch made He Chen squeeze and squeeze indifferently, "I'm not too courageous."
  The moment the words fell, Yin Mo's heart suddenly alarmed, "I am not..."
  The rest of the words were blocked by He Chen.
  Not with the mouth, but with the hands.
  His thumb pressed against Yin Mo’s lips, and his handsome cheeks became more wicked and frivolous,
Don’t explain, it’s better to talk about how you plan to compensate me.

   Yin Mo: "???"
"compensate you?"
  The arc of He Chen’s mouth sank a little, "Don't want to compensate?"
  Yin Mo shook his head frankly, "I was the one who was injured, and you were the one who fell me, so..." Have a face to make up?
  The last few words were blocked by He Chen again.
  This time, it’s with the mouth.
  He Chen swiftly clasped Yin Mo's back neck, leaned forward, and directly grabbed her lips.
  He wanted to do it the first time he saw her from the lawn.
  This woman doesn't know anything if she doesn't teach it.
  Yin Mo had seen how superb He Chen's kissing skills were. Even if she struggled to push, she still couldn't shake him.
  The disparity in the strength of men and women combined with Yin Mo's inconvenience, a kiss gradually changed the taste between the warming bed.
  Yin Mo couldn't breathe well after being kissed by him, and the pushing force was soft.
  And He Chen kissed deeply.
  Suddenly, Yin Mo was in pain, she opened her eyes and ran into He Chen's narrow eyes.
  Yin Mo’s face was steaming, panting and staring at He Chen, "Shameless."
  Beauties are also alive when they are angry.
  He Chen's throat tightened for a while, and he pulled up the blanket to cover her body, which also covered the dreamy curve of Yin Mo's chest.
  Don't open his face, he took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, pressed his lips and clicked a cigarette, and blew a mouthful of cigarette into Yin Mo's face, "That's right, you have the capital to make me shameless."
   Yin Mo: "..."
  He Chen wiped the water stain on the corner of his mouth with his thumb, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, "What did you talk about with your younger sisters?"
   "Did you hear?" Yin Mo squinted at him and asked in a mockery.
  He Chen licked his cigarette, and narrowed his eyes comfortably, "Which sentence?"
  Yin Mo lowered his eyelids, a feeling of weakness in his heart again.
  Even in the face of Xiao Yehui, she had never been so at a loss.
  It happens that He Chen can leave her speechless and do nothing every time.
  Can you be familiar with the rogue? !
   Yin Mo looked dull, and explained a few words without ups and downs.
  At this time, He Chen's eyes were deep, and Yin Mo's unintelligible emotions were hidden under his eyes, "It is indeed a good choice if you don't go back."
   Yin Mo's heart tightened, and he retorted, "I can't help but reply, I..."
   "You can go now." He Chen glanced at her ankle, sneered and flicked the gauze, "Dare to go to the ground, and the other leg will also interrupt you."
  Yin Mo didn't know how many times he was speechless.
  As long as he can go, who will stay here and let him take advantage of this shameless person?
   Seeing this, He Chen smiled, the sunlight outside the window in his eyes, shaking and dazzling.
  He stretched out his hand again and squeezed Yin Mo's cheek, leaned over and bit her nose, "Don't be dead, I will heal my wounds in Nanyang."
  Yin Mo dodged in a daze, feeling mixed and unspeakable.
  Sometimes she felt like He Chen’s plaything in the palm of her hand, but occasionally he would show power-like dominance.
  Especially the scene of him picking her up from the snow, which kept coming to mind.
  It was the first time she was hugged by a princess, and there were many firsts, all brought to her by He Chen.
  She should have hated him, but she would always sink into the subtle care he gave.
   Yin Mo felt heavy, pulled up the blanket over her face, turned her back to He Chen, "I'm tired."
  He Chen observed her changes in detail and did not delve into it when he perceives her changes.
  Sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, smoking a cigarette, and dusting the soot from his trousers when he got up, "Come to me next door after the jet lag. I didn't ask you to do anything, so I am embarrassed to say that I am tired."
   Yin Mo covered her face and pretended to sleep.
  He Chen turned and left, looked back at her ankles before going out, and then pursed his lips and walked out of the guest room.
  ……
  Restaurant, lunch is ready.
  Li Qiao looked down and leaned on the back of the chair, not knowing what she was thinking.
  Shang Yu stood near Liuli Terrace and prepared nutrients for pregnant women, while Jin Rong watched eagerly.
  Some questions pop up from time to time: "What is this? What is that? What's the use of eating? Is there any more at home? What brand?"
  He Chen walked into the restaurant and sat directly beside Li Qiao. Seeing that she had been bowing her head and not talking, he thought she was upset about Yin Mo.
  As a result, he followed Li Qiao’s gaze and saw her holding her mobile phone down, playing games...
  (End of this chapter)