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When the phone was connected, there was no movement on Tang Wan's side. Yang Chen thought it was the phone that was broken, but he could hear the faint breathing, knowing that it was Tang Wan who didn't know how to speak.
Yang Chen chuckled, "Why, it's testing my hearing, can you hear your breathing?"
Tang Wan finally spoke, "Are you... still angry?"
"Angry? When did you see me getting angry?" Yang Chen asked.
"I blamed you last time, I... I was too anxious at the time, but yesterday I asked and I understood what was going on..." Tang Wan said quietly, a little cringe, and a lot more docile than usual.
Yang Chen smiled and said: "Just know, I'm really not angry."
"Then I will invite you to dinner tomorrow, okay? It just happens to be Christmas, so I should be apologized," Tang Wan asked.
"Tomorrow I have something, and you are not guilty. I didn't know that Tangtang was your daughter before, otherwise it wouldn't be so oolong," Yang Chen said.
Tang Wan still seems to think that Yang Chen didn't forgive her, "Do you hate me so much? I was so reckless and said so bad things."
"You are not reckless at all, I can understand your psychology as a mother, not to mention that the girl is really not enough to make people worry. It's just that I'm really troubled these days, I will take a company vacation to Japan next week, I think I should wait Let's talk about it when you come back for the New Year," Yang Chen said.
Tang Wan was a little disappointed, "Well, after the New Year, I will contact you again. After the New Year, I will be forty years old. Do you think I am too old and you are unwilling to talk to me?"
"What nonsense are you talking about, do you think you are like a forty-year-old woman? If there is a gap between us, it should be Tangtang’s problem. You are Tangtang’s mother. To be honest, if you really have something to do with you Although we are all grown-ups, we still feel weird," Yang Chen said realistically.
"Tangtang should be hard to accept, right?" Tang Wan smiled complainingly: "Fortunately, nothing really happened to you that night, otherwise I would really have no face to see Tangtang. I think, spend this time to let myself think calmly. See you after the New Year."
Tang Wan's generous expression has always made Yang Chen feel helpless and relaxed. This woman will frankly say that she wants to spend the night with you, and at this time she will also frankly say that she is hesitant again.
Yang Chen doesn't have much thoughts. For Tang Wan, I can't say whether I love or not, I can only talk about liking. I like the figure of Tang Wan's mature and beautiful woman, like her temperament, and it was the other party who proposed to have a period without responsibility. Intimacy, Yang Chen thinks he has no strength to refuse.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Chen aimed the spearhead at Mo Qianni's bedroom.
Walked to the bedroom door, knocked on the door, "Xiao Qianqian, why do you take a shower in the bedroom?"
Mo Qianni's voice came out after a long time, "I'm asleep!"
Yang Chen couldn't laugh or cry, how could this be the same as the wretched uncle tempting a little girl, the little girl opened her eyes cutely and said nonsense.
"If you don't open the door, I will kick the door open, you know I have this strength," Yang Chen said.
"You... sleep on the sofa", Mo Qianni said anxiously.
"Is this what you should say to your man?" Yang Chen feigned angrily.
After being silent for a while, Mo Qianni finally opened the door cautiously, holding a big pink pillow in her arms, looking at Yang Chen a little scared, "I'm very nervous, can you just sleep and don't do that kind of thing."
Isn't this going to be Yang Chen's life, a charming and charming woman by her side can only be seen but not touched.
"Why are you nervous? Didn't you do it in the villa last time?" Yang Chen asked depressedly.
"It hurts too much after the last time. I will hurt for the next three days..." Mo Qianni whispered in fear.
Only then did Yang Chen remember that the last time he was in the farm, he couldn't hold back. She was shocked to suppress Mo Qianni twice. It was the first time that Mo Qianni did that. The new melon was first broken and suffered heavy rains. There are psychological sequelae.
Under such circumstances, the less contact, the more scared in the future. Yang Chen knows that the best way is to let Mo Qianni experience all kinds of fun, but not to let her get hurt again, so as to eliminate the psychological fear.
Yang Chen stepped forward, stretched his arms around Mo Qianni, "Listen to the crying husband."
Mo Qianni felt the man's warmth, smelled the familiar smell, her heart was at peace, and she called "husband" shyly.
"My dear, please try again, if you feel uncomfortable, I won't do that again in the future," Yang Chen said softly.
Mo Qianni struggled a little, and finally responded softly.
Yang Chen hugged the soft body in his arms and fell on the soft mattress, turning off the headlight in the bedroom, leaving only the sleeping lamp beside the bed.
In the dim light, Mo Qianni's hair is like ink, her beautiful face is like jade, she bit her thin ruddy lips, she is not beautiful.
With a gentle movement, Yang Chen slowly moved Mo Qianni's tightly held arms away, cast a look that made her believe in her, and started to lift the bondage of the woman...
After some gentle lingering, Mo Qianni nestled softly in Yang Chen's arms. She didn't wear any clothes on her body. Instead, she covered the bed with a thick quilt, and the two clung to each other tightly.
Yang Chen looked down, Mo Qianni's mouth was smiling, her eyes closed, her curved eyelashes trembling lightly, she seemed to be enjoying herself.
"I won't be afraid anymore," Yang Chen asked.
Mo Qianni replied in a daze, "You must do this every time. Don't treat me like the first time."
"I promise to make you comfortable every time," Yang Chen finished speaking, thinking to himself, as long as he is not afraid, how to do it is not controlled by himself
At the end of the day, Yang Chen also felt a little exhausted, so he hugged Mo Qianni and fell asleep faintly. Because of the gentle nephrite beside him, Yang Chen slept very sweetly.
All night long.
The sky outside was still gloomy, and Yang Chen felt that there was something on his eyebrows, gently falling like raindrops.
Yang Chen moved her head before opening her eyes. In front of her was Mo Qianni, who had already put on her pajamas, her face was fresh and fresh, she was looking at herself with a smile.
Yang Chen yawned and said with a wry smile: "What's wrong, wake up so early, I remember today is the weekend."
"One hundred forty-seven, one hundred and forty-one," Mo Qianni said with a little excitement.
"What one hundred forty seven one hundred and forty one?" Yang Chen asked, wiping his eyes.
Mo Qianni was like an innocent child who had eaten honey, and said happily: "Your left eyebrows, one hundred and forty-seven, right eyebrows are not all counted, there are a few left, but one hundred and forty. One."
Yang Chen thought he had heard it wrong, and asked helplessly, "Why count my eyebrows?"
Mo Qianni looked at Yang Chen's eyes faintly, "I have read a book where the woman loves her man, and even the man’s eyebrows are clear. I can’t count every day, so of course Seize the opportunity."
The smile on Yang Chen's face tightened, staring blankly at the somewhat silly woman in front of him, feeling that what he said seemed so pale at this moment.
"Why do you always make me feel sorry for you, Xiao Qianqian, the real vixen should be like you, other women use their bodies to seduce men, you use your heart to make me even have no chance to breathe", Yang Chen hugged Mo Qianni's body tightly and smiled: "Do you want me to suffocate?"
"How can it be so serious?" Mo Qianni pursed her lips and smiled, "You wake up, I'll go make breakfast."
Mo Qianni said she was about to get up, but was pulled back to bed by Yang Chen.
"Ah, what are you doing?" Mo Qianni's heart trembled, fearing that Yang Chen would want to do that again.
Yang Chen said sternly, "It's not fair, you counted mine, I haven't counted yours yet, don't move, let me count your eyebrows clearly."
Only then did Mo Qianni react, angry and funny, and finally rushed to Yang Chen's chest and giggled. t