There were only two people in the house.
This period of romance was originally provoked by Jiang Qiuqiu.
Putting on this dress, she was very curious about Mosi's expression—
He showed an expression of disbelief just as she had imagined.
With slightly red eyes, he hugged her and asked her in a low voice why she was dressed like this.
Did Mo Si want to find out the reason
No, at this time, the reason is actually not important anymore.
Qiuqiu pressed her hands on Mo Si's chest, raised her head, her eyes seemed to be full of water, and she said, "Don't you like it?"
Mo Si didn't speak, his Adam's apple rolled slightly.
"Wow." In Mo Si's eyes, Qiuqiu, who is usually broadcast live, is gentle, cute, and full of vitality, but now, she is delicate and attractive, with smiling eyes like hooks, "Don't talk, Don't you like it?"
Don't you like it
Crazy beating heart and uncontrollable mental strength are telling him that he likes it very much.
However, saying the word "like" at this time is really too much like a prodigal son.
There are also some self-reliant little pandas who obviously have difficulty stepping out of this hurdle to admit that they are LSP, but it doesn't matter, his "it" has already answered everything.
Yuanyuan's ears are very disobedient, and so is the tail. They dutifully reflect the owner's restlessness at the moment.
Tsk.
Taking advantage of Mo Si's inattention, Jiang Qiuqiu suddenly reached out and grabbed the two round ears.
"Obviously I like it very much."
When she was caught by her ears, she was still standing on tiptoe, and her face suddenly came very close to Mosi. She didn't turn her ear to speak, but faced her directly, and said the most provocative words in a soft tone: "This is what I am doing today." A gift for you."
One word stirred up a thousand layers of fire.
Qiuqiu, who was in love for the first time, didn't know that men couldn't resist flirting.
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When Mo Si first came here, he just wanted to say goodbye to his girlfriend, talk about what happened to her recently, and talk about when he would come back.
Tell her that the new company should not have too much pressure, and tell her that if something bad happens to her, she can turn to someone to solve the problem.
Of course, maybe get a kiss!
But he didn't expect that everything would be so... enthusiastic.
Almost unable to restrain himself, he raised Qiuqiu's face, clasped the back of her head with his hands, and did what he wanted to do most at this moment, full of instinct and aggression.
It's a deep kiss.
The prolonged shortness of breath made Qiuqiu's face flush unnaturally, and Mo Si's face also turned red.
But it's not because of lack of oxygen, but because of burning blood.
He's already asked for more than every time before, but it's still not enough.
not enough.
He told himself so, and then put Qiuqiu on that sofa, long and narrow, every time Jiang Qiuqiu was live broadcasting, Mo Si would sit on this sofa and watch her.
Looking at a star, blooming its own light.
Now, the star is in his hands alone.
Mo Si pressed Jiang Qiuqiu, the temperature between the two kept rising, Mo Si's tail kept shaking, but he had no intention of stopping, instead he freed up a hand and pinched the tail behind Jiang Qiuqiu's pajamas.
Not to mention, the quality of this pajamas is indeed very good, and the tail is also very realistic and soft. The atmosphere is too strange. The person changes from standing to sideways. It seems that this is the first time she sees Mosi from this perspective.
Things seemed to exceed expectations, and Jiang Qiuqiu began to get a little nervous.
"Mo, Mo Si—"
She whispered his name softly.
Mo Si shook his head, "Qiuqiu, don't call me."