Chapter 68:

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When Director Yuan came out of Tang Siyu's office, it was already past work.
When he reached the elevator, he was about to press the elevator's finger and paused. Then he turned back to the side and opened the door of the fire escape.
There was a smell of dust in the fire escape, which made Director Yuan a little uncomfortable. He stomped his feet, and the voice-activated lights lit above his head, illuminating the dark corridor.
Director Yuan gently closed the door of the fire exit and walked down the stairs. The voice-activated lights illuminate one by one on the top of the head, and the other one goes out behind, while Yuan Yuan walks alone in the light, the shadow on the ground is solitary.
Some roads, once embarked on, cannot turn back.
He can't look back, this is not just to protect himself, but also to seek a new opportunity.
Tang Xinyu came out after taking a shower and received a message.
"The fish is hooked and ready to close the net."
After Tang Xinyu sent a few messages motionlessly, he put the phone back in the bedside table, still thinking about closing the Internet.
Mo Yifan sat on the bed and checked his email: "What's wrong?"
"I really didn't expect that the stimulation of He Bilian in the hospital today worked so quickly." Tang Xinyu naturally lifted the quilt and went to bed. "It seems that Tang Siyu's jealousy towards me has forced her dog to jump off the wall."
Seeing Tang Xinyu like a well-behaved little white rabbit crawling into the bed, Mo Yifan's deep black eyes seemed to have a shallow smile: "Be careful of the next operation, don't accidentally fold yourself in. "
Tang Xinyu, who had already laid in the bed, smelled the cold fragrance on the quilt, and then suddenly reacted. After separating for more than a month, he shared the bed with Mo Yifan.
Yesterday, I just returned home from "Tianyue Jiangbai". Old Master Mo didn't know what the wind was blowing, and suddenly called Mo Yifan back to his old house. It was already late in the middle of the night, and Mo Yifan didn't say much, just asked Tang Xinyu to go to bed first, without waiting for him.
Waking up in the morning, Tang Xinyu received a message from Mo Yifan that Mr. Mo was a little uncomfortable in the middle of the night and stabilized again at dawn. Tang Xinyu came to settle down.
Before that, Tang Xinyu lived in the Lin family for a long time after knowing that Mo Yifan was a normal man, and he didn't have to face such a problem at all.
But now, what's in front of me is ...
Tang Xinyu couldn't help shrinking into the bed, and quickly closed his eyes to pretend to sleep.
Mo Yifan didn't hear Tang Xinyu's answer. She looked sideways and lay like a corpse. Mrs. Mo, who slept deeply, laughed helplessly.
Tang Xinyu, whose hands and feet were close to the bed surface, could even feel the quilt covering herself slightly shaking, which scared her even more.
She heard the sound of the laptop being gently covered, the sound of the laptop resting on the bedside table, then the sound of turning off the bedside lamp, and finally Mo Yifan lay down slowly, then the bed surface on her side slightly turned Sag.
Tang Xinyu, pretending to be sleeping, felt that the strong masculinity became stronger and stronger, covering his face exposed to the quilt.
Like a dose of catalyst, it quickly reacted violently with Tang Xinyu's various body functions, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Tang Xinyu heard the familiar cello's voice close to his ear, and said slowly: "Tonight I can finally get a good night's sleep. Mrs. Mo, welcome home, good night!"
A shallow kiss, light and gentle, fell on Tang Xinyu's forehead.
For Yi Jiaer who came back, Mo Yifan tasted it. Otherwise, Mrs. Mo, whose eyelids were beating, had to hold her like this forever, breathless.
In the dark bedroom, Mo Yifan lay down quietly, feeling that the empty side finally ushered in the long-lost fulfillment. An unspeakable satisfaction filled the heart, and spread to the limbs with the pulse of the pulse.
I don't know how many nights the bed has been cold, and finally I feel the warmth and sweet fragrance.
Tang Xinyu didn't quite understand whether he was lost or relaxed in his heart, or how he fell asleep. Anyway, listening to the uniform breathing of the person beside him, he slowly swept the whole body until he heard "buzzing" The sound of the weeder slowly opened his eyes.
The curtain was gently blown open by a morning breeze, and a few rays of sunlight leaked in the soft carpet to draw a dim and bright and clear boundary.
In a trance moment, Tang Xinyu thought he had returned to the original world.
Suddenly bouncing off the bed, Tang Xinyu slowly raised his fingers and rubbed his forehead after the furnishings in the room clearly jumped into his eyes.
"Have a nightmare?"
The familiar breath brought Tang Xinyu's shoulders in his arms. Tang Xinyu rubbed his fingers on the forehead, and looked sideways towards Mo Yifan, who should have gone to the company at this point in time, slightly surprised.
Mo Yifan carefully pulled the quilt that slipped on his waist back to Tang Xinyu's shoulder, grabbed her and leaned on his shoulder, reached out to probe her forehead, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, I am, I am .. .... "
Tang Xin's words stiff in Mo Yifan's arms: "..."
Is this coaxing yourself as a child?
Tang Xinyu stretched out the quilt with his hand, slipped back into the blanket without a trace, and covered his face with the quilt. Probably because of the reason that I just woke up, and my voice was still awkward, who was still not awake completely, and sounded from under the quilt: "How come you sleep late today?"
Mo Yifan's elbows were leaned against Tang Xinyu's pillow, and his fingers were pressed against his forehead, so that he could watch the Tang Xin language of an ostrich when he got into the quilt with a bit of wind and grass, and his long fingers hooked the edge of the quilt, exposing Tang Xin Yu white. Little red face inside.
"Mrs. Mo's sleep is so beautiful, she forgets the time when she looks at it."
Tang Xinyu felt
boomed
, blushing to the tip of his ear, snatching the quilt opened in Mo Yifan's hand, and covering it on his head again, sullenly retorted: "If you want to be lazy, don't use me as an excuse. . "
Mo Yifan went to lift the quilt again, and Tang Xinyu was already guarded this time, and he grabbed it.
"Aren't you going to be late? Hurry up, Kobayashi must have been waiting downstairs."
Mo Yifan was right, correcting her: "Not to be late, but late. Since they are late, what is the difference between being ten minutes late and an hour late?"
Mo Yifan's hand gave up the attack on the quilt, changed the route, and went under the quilt.
Tang Xinyu is still encouraging Mo Yifan to continue to take the line of diligence and dedication: "Of course it is different, you are the boss, you have to set an example for Mo's employees who respect you."
Mo Yifan's fingertips had touched the edge of Tang Xinyu's pajamas, and his voice was hoarse, with a faint chuckle: "The Spring Festival rises in a short, short day, and the monarch has never been in the future ..."
"You are also a king," Tang Xinyu despised, "How come your face is so big ... Ah! Mo Yifan, you dare to attack!"
The quilt was suddenly in a mess.
Mo Yifan's hand went down from the quilt and grabbed Tang Xinyu's hand, and Tang Xinyu hurriedly took someone to cover Mo Yifan's sneak attack hand, trying to bind this unreliable hand.
Mo Yifan pressed down, his palm still supporting Tang Xinyu's ear, controlling his weight on Tang Xinyu's body, and his handsome and masculine face enlarged in front of Tang Xinyu's eyes.
"I didn't expect Mrs. Mo to be so reluctant to me, I should review and spend more time with Mrs. Mo in the future."
"You bullshit!" Tang Xinyu was ashamed and angry, his eyes did not dare to look at Mo Yifan.
Mo Yifan lifted up wrapped in Tang Xinyu's quilt, hugged the palm of his chest tightly, and shook in front of Tang Xinyu's eyes: "Huh?"
Tang Xinyu gripped the quilt's hand tightly and lifted his feet under the quilt angrily to kick Mo Yifan.
Mo Yifan's unfettered palm blocked the small white jade feet directly in his palm, and his thumb was not afraid of craving for delicate skin. He rubbed a few times: "I know it is wrong, Mrs. Mo will not give An opportunity for atonement? "
Tang Xinyu struggled to earn, but did not break free.
Tang Xinyu looked at Mo Yifan in front of him, suddenly smiled, and lifted his hand to touch Mo Yifan's handsome face.
The wavy, curly hair is spread on a white pillow, and the peachy-looking peachy girl's eyes are enchanting, with a smile and a variety of styles.
Mo Yifan held his breath for a moment, fearing that the airflow between his breath would blow away Jiao Er'er, telling him it was a wishful dream.
A hint of cunning slipped quickly through Tang Xinyu's eyes.
The burst of energy suddenly kicked Mo Yifan to one side, Tang Xinyu quickly rolled the quilt on both feet with his feet, rolled his entire body tightly, and looked provocatively at the stunned ink Yifan.
"I made a mistake and wanted to give me a chance to atone for you? Beautiful you! Now I order you to get up and dress immediately and go downstairs to eat!"
Mo Yifan looked at his palm with regret, and still seemed to be reminiscent of the feeling of the small feet in his palm: "For the benefit of the future, it seems that I have to follow the orders of Mrs. Mo."
Tang Xinyu saw Mo Yifan's eyes deeply, stained with a layer of burning / passion / desire, secretly vigilant: "Have to go? Then why are you still here?"
Mo Yifan leaned over the upper body and squeezed the tip of Tang Xinyu's nose indulgently: "Follow your orders, Mrs. Mo."
The fault lies with oneself. Such obvious beauty schemes can be counted.
but......
Gan Zhiru is sweet.
Just so much trouble with Tang Xinyu on the bed, the strap of the robe on Mo Yifan's body was loosened, revealing a strong chest and tight / tight abs. Tang Xinyu slightly turned his head, still urging him in his mouth.
Mo Yifan untied his nightgown and threw it at the end of the bed, naked with his upper body naked. With wide shoulders and narrow waist, the standard dress is thin, and the flesh is undressed. Mo Yifan used his arm strength to support his upper body from the bed to the wheelchair.
The strength makes the muscle lines of the arms and shoulders fully show, showing a strong sense of hormones and strength.
Tang Xinyu's cheeks were slightly hot, and he wanted to move his eyes away. He thought Mo Yifan was now facing away from him. Instead of looking away, he directly followed Mo Yifan's muscle lines and slid from his shoulders to his waist. .
Suddenly I remembered that when I was in the same class with Yun Xiuyao, I discussed the problem of men's high spirits in the morning. Tang Xinyu couldn't help but keep looking down.
"very nice?"
Somehow, Mo Yifan turned his head halfway, revealing a brisk nose bridge, a sharp jaw line, and a throat knot towards Tang Xinyu.
The bottom of his eyes revealed the vivid interest in catching Tang Xinyu's small movements on the spot.
Tang Xinyu hummed the quilt, and lay back on the side of the bed. He said, "Narcissism!"
A shadow loomed over her again, and a warm, male scent touched her earlobe.
"Is Mrs. Mo satisfied with what you see?"
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Tonight my dad cooked a large bag of rice balls, each of whom shared a large bowl.
My mother yelled: "There are half a catty in this bowl! Where can I eat? You can't eat it!"
My dad corrected it very seriously: "A bag is only a catty."
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